Despite the fact that her close friends and colleagues, Iyabo Ojo and Mercy Aigbe whose daughters are of same age bracket and enjoying their social media life, especially on Instagram, curvy Nollywood actress and mother of two, Biodun Okeowo popularly known as Omoborty has said her daughter is not ready to handle a personal Instagram account.
Omoborty’s daughter, Ifeoluwa clocked 19 years on the 13th of March and she is just a replica of her dear mum.
Biodun OkeowoWell, her Ifeoluwa’s mother is obviously not moved with the fact that her colleagues’s teenage daughters both have a verified Instagram account and have been getting endorsements.
She is so protective of her and has a message for those who have been persisting that Ifeoluwa gets a personal Instagram account.
Omoborty shared the photo above and wrote, ” Good morning beautiful people. May your day be as beautiful and pure as this beauty 🙏.For those who want Ifeoluwa to have an Instagram account. Get used to seeing her here for now 😁, I’m so nice to agree to share my page with her till …..isn’t that fantastic? “
A married couple in Lagos who wedded February, last month, has just gone their separate ways to the shock of family members, church members, and friends.
This was reported by a facebook user kwown as Smile John. According to his facebook post, the couple claimed they are no longer good enough for each other which made them go their separate ways after one month.
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Giving reasons for the separation, the woman identified as Temilade Balogun complained that the husband loves doing the do too much and that she can't cope.
The man in question defended himself by saying he agreed to the divorce because his wife can't satisfy him. He admitted that he can't cheat on his wife by doing the do outside the home when he paid all the traditional rites before marrying the wife.
He also lamented that they didn't know each other very well before marrying as his church was against doing the do before marriage.
What do you think about this?
Should they have done the do before marriage?
Is this reason good enough to divorce under just 1 month of marriage?
The epidemic of coronavirus disease 2019 (Covid-19) surfaces early this year to become the main challenges faced by the whole world. Currently, the world is more or less in a standstill as the deadly disease kills thousands of people after infecting many thousands in different countries from different continents.
Charismatic Nigerian Pastor and the founder of Synagogue, Church of All Nations"Temitope Balogun, Joshua"reportedly predicted the time coronavirus will vanished from the world. T. B. Joshua revealed this while he was preaching in his church on Sunday, March 15, 2020. In his statements, he said "the dreaded Coronavirus disease will go away by itself."
The famous pastor mentioned the end of March 2020 specifically as the time the novel virus will go away at its own will, saying the situation cannot be remedied by the power of medicine because it was not a medicine that brought it.
T. B Joshua said further, “I came out at the beginning of this year saying last year will end in March and the year will continue to be very fearful till this March.
"This month 27th, it will be over. By the end of this month, whether we like it or not – no matter the medicine they might have produced to cure whatever, it will go the way it came,” T.B. Joshua declared, adding: “If it is not a medicine that brought this to the world, medicine cannot take it out. It will go the way it came,” he said to much applause from the congregation.
Recently, the founder of Synagogue declared that the rain will fall for one week in Wuhan, China and wipe off the virus and since then there have not been new cases of infections in China, though it is unknown may be it has anything to do with his prediction or not.
After his prediction on when the virus is going to vanished from the world, interesting news came out that the cure to the virus has been discovered in India.
Another fact that makes his prediction seems reasonable and real is that, out of the coronavirus cases in Nigeria, 6 of the affected patients have reportedly recovered and by 27th of March the whole world might have been freed from this killer virus.
Femi Fani-Kayode, a former Minister of Aviation, has challenged President Muhammadu Buhari to assure Nigerians that he (Buhari) is not sick by conducting a live broadcast.
Fani-Kayode wants President Buhari to prove that the rumour flying about that he and his Chief of Staff, Abba Kyari have been secretly flown abroad for treatment is not true.
There is a rumour making the rounds
that Buhari and Kyari are no longer in Nigeria
but have been flown abroad for treatment of Coronavirus which the Chief of Staff had tested positive for.
The former Minister said the rumours are heartbreaking and disheartening, adding that Nigerians deserved to be reassured that they have not been abandoned midstream.
“I urge President Buhari to conduct a LIVE TV broadcast to assure the Nigerian people that he is well and that he has not fled our shores to seek medical treatment elsewhere,” Fani-Kayode tweeted.
“The rumours are heartbreaking and disheartening. We deserve to be reassured that we have not been abandoned midstream.”
The Minister of Information and Culture, Lai Mohammed on Thursday
İ was twenty when Ishaved my headfor the first time. After 15 years, I’d grown tired of keeping it long. So I began getting my hair cut every month, chopping my curls shorter and shorter until I felt brave enough to let a man sit me down in a salon chair, fling a robe around my shoulders, and buzz away the little hair I had left in my pixie cut. I looked in the mirror as he buzzed away, seeing my bare scalp for the first time: A little egg-shaped wonder with a birthmark above my right temple. When people asked me why I shaved my head, which they did frequently and unabashedly, I told them it was because I’d wanted to. And the truth really was as simple as that. I wanted to do something to my body, so I did. But shaving my head was a response to beauty standards instilled in me since I was young.
My father has told me many times that a woman’s beauty is in her hair, a belief that holds value in many households across cultures, including the Indian culture I grew up in. As a kid, I used to cry after haircuts, even those trims that strayed so far as to chop off half an inch rather than the quarter inch I’d been willing to sacrifice. I’d feel grief sinking into my bones, and as I’d lament the loss of each lock, my mom would express her sympathy. While normally she was the type of mother that rolled her eyes over skinned knees or scolded me for getting a cough, when it came to haircut-induced pain, she let me sob for as long as I wanted rather than pushing me to suck it up. “I used to cry after haircuts too,” she once told me. “My mother never let me, but I’m going to let you.”
When I was fourteen, I cut my hair from elbow-length to where it fell just below my shoulders. My mom and I joked in the car ride home from the salon about how my dad might not even notice the change. “Men don’t notice anything,” she said. That night when he came home from work, we waited for an hour before I broke and asked him about the ten inches I’d sacrificed.
“Dad, did you even notice I cut my hair?”
He nodded.
“Well?”
“It looked better long.”
A woman’s beauty is in her hair.
One night, when I was thirteen, my dad came into my room and shut the door. “I’m only telling you this because I love you,” he said. “But if you don’t watch your weight, you won’t be happy. People will comment and say mean things and laugh at you, and it will become an embarrassment for the whole family.” Apparently, a woman’s beauty was in more than her hair. Meanwhile, my skinny brother was force-fed Chips Ahoy cookies, pudding cups, ice cream bars, and cheese—all the foods I was discouraged from eating, foods that disappeared from shelves that were within my view.
Thanks to a middle school research project on eating disorders, I was able to recognize my own disordered eating early on: The constant worrying about food, the constant counting and measuring and weighing and worrying. I stopped eating when my family was present, and began hiding food or sneaking it when I thought no one could hear me rifling through snack drawers. I kept detailed logs of what I ate and how many calories to guilt myself over. My relationship with food and my body were defined by shame and guilt and the feeling of constant failure.
I went back and forth, fantasizing at times about being a size 00 like so many of my friends, and daydreaming on others about what recovery would look like for me if it ever came.
Would I be sent to one of those rehab centers? Would my family ever apologize?
Toward the end of high school, I was fortunate enough to realize my mental and emotional peace were worth more than whatever my body looked like. Maybe I’d always have a baby face and noticeable belly fat. Maybe I wouldn’t. But I would let myself eat pizza, and ice cream, and cheese, and I’d do so when I wanted, however much I wanted. Still, healing took time, and for a few years I simply went from restricted guilt-eating to guilt-laden binge eating.
Recovering was an ongoing process, until I went away to college, where my body issues diminished more and more. The healing manifested in a number of ways: No longer shaming myself about whatever size my clothes were, no longer obsessing over portions and calories, and no longer keeping my hair long. Shaving my head felt like reclaiming control over my body. I had proved (if only to myself) once and for all that girls with chubby faces (and bodies) could do whatever the hell they wanted.
By the time I hit college, I had almost fully overcome years of disordered eating, slowly unlearning the prioritization of what my body looked like over how my mind felt. Before studying abroad in India, I went from waist-length hair to a bob, to my first pixie. I cried and wore a baseball cap with a hoodie over it, and my best friend came over and held my hand and told me how we’d fix it. While in India, each time my pixie grew out for more than three weeks, I’d get an inexplicable itch—I needed to go shorter than I’d gone the haircut prior. I’d beg my aunt to take me to her beauty parlour. She’d be confused at my desire to go shorter, but would oblige.
By the time I shaved my head, I’d been through five more haircuts, trimming closer and closer until I felt ready to say goodbye altogether. My aunt and I made a final trip to the parlour and we sat side by side—her getting her roots touched up, and me getting mine buzzed. With my aunt and uncle I felt a degree of being seen, loved, and accepted I hadn’t always gotten. Yes, what I was doing what unusual. But I was loved and commended all the same.
After getting our hair done, my aunt and I met with my uncle for dinner. Though initially confused by my decision to get rid of the little hair I’d had left by that point, he and my aunt were nothing but supportive. At the dinner table, my uncle looked at my bare scalp and told me I looked great. The waiter called me, “sir,” and we laughed it off together as a family.
When I first cut my hair, I was trying to resist all the weight that came with having long hair: What it meant to look beautiful as an Indian girl, what it meant to look beautiful with any face shape or body type. To me, it felt like freedom that I was willing to let myself do that, willing to risk looking anything short of great, however that greatness was defined by others. It felt like I was finally choosing myself over someone else’s standards of beauty.
But with each cut, I realized that shaving my head was less about resisting others’ ideas of beauty imposed on me, and more about resisting my idea of beauty imposed on me.
Regardless of what I looked like or where I lived, I just wanted to do me. And I was a step closer to defining what that meant.
The night after I shaved my head, my family and I drove home to their flat, our stomachs full of biryani. I sat in the backseat of their Honda with the window rolled down, listening to my aunt sing along with the radio, closing my eyes, and running my palm over and over the short fuzz on my scalp. When I was growing my hair long in high school, it felt so brittle from being straightened twice a week. It felt foreign, like it wasn’t mine. Now, the strands were short, but they felt stronger somehow. More resilient, triumphant, leaving more room for me to feel the wind.
Jackson Ude, The former Director of Strategy/Communication under President Goodluck Jonathan has shared a leaked audio on his soundcloud of How Buhari and Abba Kyari were allegedly flown out of Nigeria in the Night for Medical treatment Abroad.
In the Leaked Audio Downloaded and monitored by Odinceblog, A Lady was Heard narrating how her Friend’s Husband who is a pilot was called out of Quarantine to fly Buhari and Abba kyari out of Nigeria but he later referred them to another pilot because he is under quarantine.
She was heard Raining Curses on Buhari for Abandoning Nigeria.
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“My sister, wahala dey this country oo, you won’t believe that Buhari, Abba Kyari and some people sneaked out of the Country Last Night.
“My Friends Husband who is a Pilot, He came Back from Dubai almost 2 weeks ago, He is under quarantine,
He was called to fly them but because he is under quarantine he has to do the flight Plan for them and they got another Pilot.
“As we are speaking Now, the idiots have escaped, leaving us to our faith but i pray they don’t make it alive. They deserve to die, they didn’t fix this nation, they shut down everything, and they didn’t shut down on time because if they had shut down on time, this thing wouldn’t have happened. But Buhari waited till his daughter and other of their children return before they shut down now they have escaped.
NnPhilanthropist and billionaire Bill Gates believes that America needs six to 10 weeks of “extreme shutdown” of regular life to get a handle on the new coronavirus outbreak (or COVID-19), contradicting comments from President Trump.
“It’s very irresponsible for somebody to suggest we can have the best of both worlds,” the Microsoft co-founder said in an interview with TED on Tuesday. “What we need is an extreme shutdown so that in six to 10 weeks, if things go well, then you can start opening back up.”
Gates noted that while isolation in populated areas — along with widespread testing — is difficult and “disastrous” for the economy, “the sooner you do it in a tough way, the sooner you can undo it.”
President Donald Trump recently argued that restrictions should be loosened by Easter Sunday, April 12, with healthy people returning to work while people who are sick remain isolated.
“The expression ‘We can do two things at one time,’ ... and that includes not just economics, that also includes life and death,” Trump said. “We have to keep it that way.”
The U.S. stock market and economy have been hit hard by the coronavirus pandemic. And the financial situation is becoming increasingly problematic for millions of Americans as unemployment claims rose to an historic 3.2 million for the week that ended March 21.
Trump asserted that the U.S. “wasn’t built to be shut down. This is not a country that was built for this,” adding: “America will again and soon be open for business. Very soon. A lot sooner than three or four months that somebody was suggesting.”
‘It’s very tough to say to people ... ignore that pile of bodies’
Experts — including those in Trump’s inner health care circle — have cautioned strongly against loosening precautionary measures too quickly, as it would lead to more catastrophe in the longer term.
“If you look at the trajectory of the curves of outbreaks and other areas, at least going to be several weeks,” Dr. Anthony Fauci, director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, said on March 20. “I cannot see that all of a sudden, next week or two weeks from now, it’s going to be over. I don’t think there’s a chance of that.”