we all understand how hypertensive & hypocritical the xtians always are whenever a Muslim is to rule the country

they are normally coy and typically evasive to admit they are spiritually & emotionally insecured.

Jazkallahu khaira @op

Where is it located

The back seat belongs to the christians

The Muslims rules anywhere in the world

Just as Mubarak Obama our brother is ruling America

How shameful, their Bible doesn't even tell them there's hell, why won't they live anyhow

Try Qur'an, it tells you all these things in clarity and precision

Both heaven and hell is real and you may never believe untill u are in it...too late then to embrace Islam

Try Islam today forget about western ideologies and CNN

This is how ur money gets to God

Give to your needy relatives, if you have left give to your neigbors on the right, if you have left give to your neigbors on the left if you have left take it to the house of God where it may be shared to the poors whom were out of your reach

Any other things outside this is a loss/ a waste of money

It is not of equal impact Islam & xtianity, it is a commandment for the former but only a tourism for the later

So, the decision is targeted and well aimed by the dumbo cross worshippers

When did Nairalanders became this shallow? It is disgusting none of the comments above speaks about the mesage only the shoe


He's saying you guyz should stop summerizing and lecturing on his life when you have no idea what has/is really happening in his life e.g saying father of all nation

Except I cheated on her and she caught me redhanded

As an accountant I spend everyday at work using the sage software, I was on sage while I register NL, so simply coded s for x

And the shallow minds continue to excel like rhododendron

Who will remind them nobody cares...

I don't know what it is in Samsung that ever since I tried it it has been my brand, so soft touch and easy navigating.

I love samsung

Nigerians and their insatiable noses.

Was he suppose to treck or come in an ambulance?

His outfit and conduct is what matters not his means of arrival

See all of them ladies looking like peacock in those elongated dress

Cut little from the trolling leght and use it to cover your breasts

Is not only fayose is all the dumbo christians

I had to withdraw my kid from a school, they no longer sing school rhymes but bible verses in classes n assembly ground, in public vehicles they won't let you enjoy ur trip and their morning criers will come and stand in front of the mosque..imagine

Yet we muslims are the ones being accused..hypocrites

Is your husband a pastor to be sleeping around that much?

DonDemu:
I am Yunusa,
Yes, I am that Yunusa Yellow.

I'm from Kano State, in the Northern Nigeria, a region described, "a predominantly Muslim". I'm 18 years old as you have been hearing around, though I'm not sure about it. In fact, I don't know if I look a bad boy in the view and judgement of some people. But, I'm, to my knowledge, a good boy as I have been raised by my respectable parent.
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Fate had it that my path would be luckily crossed by a blessed and beautiful teen, called Ese who, would later have her name changed to Aisha after she had embraced Islam. She is from Bayelsa State, in the Southern Nigeria, predominantly Christian area. She is 17 years old and very attractively blossomed. God has decreed that we would meet at a point of time and at a place, and we really had met. We met some years back. When we came in contact, I was a Keke-NaAPEP driver, carrying goods and delivering passengers to their destination and running some errands as well. As God has decreed it, I got close to this young and lovely flower and she, in appreciation of my care, took me a brother and also a friend. We formed an intimate relationship. We would spend many hours having a nice chat and a captivating conversation, at different periods and places. We discussed at length and in depth. Any moment we met, we felt overjoyed and wished not to let go of each other. We, consequently and according to the force of love, fall in love with each other. Love? Yes, Love—but a forbidden love. Forbidden love is what, we felt for each other, should be aptly called, because, she was by then a Christian and I'm a Muslim. She is from the South and I'm from the North. The two religions and two regions that have seemingly been at loggerheads and living with each other in contempt. However, we continued to live and enjoy our love, against our immiscible and warring backgrounds. Our souls connected. "That moment," I must say, "had been the remarkable and greatest days of our life—may be of our total period for existence."
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As time goes on, our love gets stronger and our hearts grow fonder. Attachment got deep. We started to do away with our definite and cultural differences, I showed her respect and she did me the same. I did never insult her, her family, her peaple, her faith or tradition. We lived in peace. Unexpectedly, she came to me, one day, and told me that she wished to become a Muslim. I got terribly confused, because I never made a move to have her renounced her faith and we actually seldom talked about religion in our frequent conversations. She insisted on me, but I didn't know how to go about it or what I could do to make her understand the gravity of her decision upon herself and our clandestine relationship as well. I lost my energy and power to make a decision.
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My lovely angel, was so serious about it that, before I knew it, she had told her parent. But they were not happy with the idea and were not ready to buy it at any cost. They didn't welcome it. They told her that she should better give up that dream of becoming a Muslim or she be punished for it. She must comply with their stand, otherwise she face the wrath of the family. They considered the idea a disgrace and shame to the name of the family. But, my sweetheart, being lost to her dream, stuck to her decision and took heed not of her parent's clear and irrevocable order. Problems, then, started to descend upon her at a magnitude and frequency of heavy rainfall. I felt guilty of seeing my love in turmoil, struggling with a traumatizing hardship, making no effort to stem it. My soul was badly bruised, my eyes cried and my heart bled, all for what my sweety was going through. Finally, I made my mind, out of deep and strong love, to end the persistent and precarious predicament I caused her. I decided to leave the State and come back to my State, a hard and painful decision which, to my thinking, would be the best way to entrench peace for ourselves. However, deep inside me I had been hearing so many voices, calls and messages that I had no option but to ignore, for our betterment. I cried incessantly and bitterly like I lost my Ese to the Angel of Death. And Leaving her alone, I thought, in that situation, is like leaving her to live in sweet dungeon with her body eaten each and every day by cannibalistic creatures. I went with my idea, anyway.
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I told her that I was leaving her and her state, to my state, because I could not anymore see her going through this cycle of torture and persecution, because of me. She said, "Okay, but I'm leaving with you. I can't stay here without you. I love you. I love Islam. I love to live with you. I'm no longer a part of here, because they don't love what I love and they have decided to torment me for it. They are my parent, my family. Yes. And I dearly love them. But I cannot continue with them," Tears had already made a river beneath our feet. Crying we did like we were thrown into the hellfire. I finally regained my troubled self and I said to her, "We are leaving together then. I can't allow you to live in perpetual pain of such a huge weight and enormity. Christian, or Muslim, whatever you are, I must save you from the trauma of indifference an meanness. Get ready. Tomorrow, we are leaving to a safer, serener and lovelier place where we would live the way we are and the way we want," So it happened. We left the State!
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God knew that I didn't kidnap Ese. I didn't compel her to leave with me. She followed me at her own will because she could not stand the music of humiliation and desertion played for her by her family. And after we came to Kano, I made Ese feel at home, I explained everything to my family and they fortunately understood me. I got peacefully relieved. Later on, she confronted me again with the issue of conversion to Islam. She took the Shahada, out of her own volition and asked for a Muslim name and Aisha was conferred on her. I didn't force her to accept Islam. And since we loved each other, we therefore decided to get married and live as a husband and wife. We got married. I didn't put a pressure on her to marry me; rather the love she had for me did it. Aisha, my love, has been the loveliest being to happen to me and I will love her forever. As long as we live, our souls will continue to luxuriate in the same cup and our love will unstoppably go on to fly in the air, free and everlasting.

I don't know where my love is at the moment, but I feel her presence and the grandest self of her filling the space I have occupied.
SIGNED
Yunusa Yellow, The Oppressed!

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I am detained, accused of what I never committed and being deprived of seeing my love and smelling her scent; kept in a cell like a bird in a cage, enslaved and separated from the vastness of the world. However, my innocence has been my companion.

The truth finally surfaced, these dimwit hypocrite xtians won't seize to raise force alarms. Whenever a xtian converts to Islam they say he or she must have been forced to. Was Micheal Jackson,Muhammed Alli,Loon and all the great pple accepting Islam also forced.

Ihidina Shirata Limustaqim

Otenestbestyaho:
Thunderous Amen!!! End of islamic govt.

How did you escape mentruation? You were better gone into sewage as blood than human


The same false accusation since 1960 I'm sick of living with these senseless xtian

Ezenwammadu:
Endrogan is an Isis loving Terrorist

Whatever the west feeds down ur throat is delicious without second thought

Has obama,cameron,and their france counterpart been prosecuted for egypt collapse?

If I could stone at america british russia war plane to drop on second basis I will

Bush still roam d street after murdering millions in iraq

Stop one way mentality of slavery and gullibility,unfortunately this is perculia to xtians otherwise they won't lie down to be stepped upon by their pastors

Tosinex:
unmh I trust myself.. one stupid man who still chop a large bowl of fufu last night will call himself god of the universe for me and I won't break his head..

So Jesus don't use to eat abi, yet you idiat xtians still call him God..Christians are so silly and dirty

Common sense they don't have

jazzboi:

We Muslims must rily be chasing you in your dreams..why can't you just praise your church,thank the god you serve and move on..

Either good or bad news,you folks surely gonna bring in we muslims.

And am still very sure we will have a sizeable amount of you folks that would still say 'they want to islamize Nigeria if this kinda news comes from there.
When GEJ a christian was busy collecting a no interest loan from Islamic banks to build this nation (especially east) you folks didn't point it's coming from an Islamic bank. And most of the money borrowed by him were still being spent on your pastors during the election period.

Don't know why your faith is filled with people with hypocrisy,frustration,anger, and inferiority complex.
Please Oga FACE FRONT.

God bless you and your entire generation...u said it all...Christians have been consumed by their imense hatre for Muslims

Yes Ubah is right,Adeosun and Emefiele have shown Nigerian they have no idea what finance and forex is all about...they have been sweating with no clue

Welcome to Nairaland where every member is a journalist and the only reward is hitting frontpage

Kalvan:
Makes absolutely no sense. The kid's car models don't move or work! He's no better than a sculptor/toymaker.Why does Africa always celebrate mediocrity?!

See this mumu o..can u draw ordinary your empty skull with d sharpest pencil..from ur passive handwriting my guess would be No u can't

Excellence should be celeberated wherever it is found...olodo