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The father of my children, I mean my husband told me last week to park my things and that of the children that his reloc...
26/09/2025

The father of my children, I mean my husband told me last week to park my things and that of the children that his relocating us to the village to stay with his parents in the house he build,I took it as a joke, reaching this week that he came back from work and saw that I don't do what he ask of he started quarrelling with me that he give me two days to do what he ask me or I will see the other side of him,then I ask him what happened that his sending us to the village while he stayed here,the next thing he said was I have no right to know about all this decisions.i called his parents and explain everything to them and they are supporting him,am working and his work the house we are living is our own so I don't know what the problem is but I can't move to the village rather I will rent a house and live with my children.

I hope am not taking a wrong decision, because I don't want to go please advice your sister

24/09/2025

You and your wife live in a three-bedroom flat with your two kids and a house help, a young girl about nineteen going on twenty. She has been staying with your family after you and your wife went to her village to beg her mother to release her into your care. Her mother trusted you, believing she would live well, go to school, and be cared for.

One evening, the night before you were supposed to travel for a one-week work assignment in another state, you followed your usual routine of checking on your kids before bed. That night, when you entered the room, you noticed your house help was running a temperature. Surprised, you asked her what happened, and she said she didn’t know,she just started feeling sick that evening.

You went to tell your wife about it, and she also confirmed the girl wasn’t feeling well. Since you were traveling the next morning, you gave your wife ₦100,000 and told her to take the girl to the hospital, assuring her that if more money was needed, you would send it. Your wife agreed and said there was no problem.

The next morning, you traveled. Throughout the week, you stayed in touch with your wife on the phone, believing all was well. But when you returned home after seven days, your kids came out excitedly to welcome you. Strangely, the house help didn’t. You asked after her, and they said she was inside.

You went into her room and were shocked,the place reeked of vømit. The girl looked terribly weak, and it was clear she hadn’t received proper care. You asked her, “Have you gone to the hospital since that day?” She said no. You asked, “What about medicine, have you been taking any drugs?” Again, she said no.

Confused and angry, you went to confront your wife: “I gave you money to take this girl to the hospital. Why didn’t you take her? Why did you leave her like this for a whole week?” Your wife brushed it off, saying, “Forget about that girl. She’s just pretending. I didn’t want to waste money on her.”

Boiling with anger, you carried the sìck girl yourself, put her in the car, and rushed her to the hospital. Sadly, after only one night on admission, you received the heartbreaking call: the girl had dîêd.

Now the real question stands before you: If you were the husband, what would you tell the girl’s mother back in the village?
Would you tell her the truth, that your wife neglected the girl despite you giving her money, and that negligence led to her dêåth?
Or would you hide the truth, simply telling the mother that the girl fell sick and, despite efforts, she påssed away?

This is wickedness 😭😭

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22/08/2025

Good morning my friends and family's. Thank God it's Friday.

“I Gave My Leftover Food to the Gate Man for Months — I Didn’t Know He Was the Man Who’d One Day Save My Father’s Compan...
16/08/2025

“I Gave My Leftover Food to the Gate Man for Months — I Didn’t Know He Was the Man Who’d One Day Save My Father’s Company”

He was quiet.

Never asked for anything. Always by the gate, wearing the same shirt, day after day.

I barely noticed him until one day, I saw him eating plain garri under a tree — no sugar, no groundnut.

I felt something shift in me.

From that day, I started packing extra food when I went home from work.

> “Take, Baba. It’s just leftover stew and rice.”

He’d smile and say, “Thank you, madam. May you never lack.”

Sometimes, when I came back from work angry, he’d say strange things.

I didn’t know how those small sayings comforted me.

I never asked about his past. And he never said much — only that he had “once lived differently.”

My father’s company was in crisis. Fraud. Debt. Court cases.

One morning, EF....CC men came with a sealed letter. My father collapsed before they finished reading.

We sat in the living room, helpless — our phones off the hook.

That was when Baba walked into the compound — not in his usual faded shirt, but in a clean senator wear and holding a briefcase.

> “Madam, your father helped my family 20 years ago. I worked under his company. When I lost everything in a political setup, he sent money quietly to keep me alive. He never knew I was still around — but I’ve been watching, waiting for my chance to repay.”

He called two people.

By evening, lawyers were in the house.

By the next week, investigations were dropped.

The fraudster was caught. Our company was saved.

Turns out, Baba was once a commissioner — forced to flee after political betrayal.

He’d lived low to avoid those who still wanted him silent.

But my kindness reminded him of the man who once gave him hope — my father.

Today, he’s back in the public eye — but still visits us monthly, with fufu in one hand and laughter in the other.

And I never again underestimated the man by the gate.

My siblings always, go missing each time they turn 15.. I had two siblings before meBut they all went missing two days o...
16/08/2025

My siblings always, go missing each time
they turn 15.. I had two siblings before me

But they all went missing two days or before a day to their fifteen birthday and now am sacred because my fifteen birthday is in two days time.

My big brother, my parents first born, Olayinka. Disappear on his birthday when he was coming back from seeing his friends that came to wish him well on his birthday.

All search, to find him prove abortive. I watched mom cried the most.. and Father just moved on barley two days later.

If my mom brings the topic of still searching for Ola, my dad will get upset with her.

Infact, the month Ola went missing.. My dad was promoted in his work place. And we also moved out of our little apartment to a more comfortable one.

My dad changed our school from a public school, to a very expensive private school.

Then my dad, started building his own house, dad who was broke some month ago, all of a sudden became so rich. We couldn't ask him the source of his sudden wealth.. just like a flash we all forgot about Ola.

Then it was just left with me and my immediate elder brother Mario.

He was a cool little teenage always in his room, reading and writing several novel, painting different stuff on the wall.

We were leaving fine, until a night to Mario's 15th birthday.

We were all sleeping in our different rooms, at the middle of the night we heard a horrific scream coming out from Mario's room.

I and my mom rushed to Mario's room. But to our surprised Mario was no more.

I and mum exchanged a worried glanced. I could see the fear in mum's eyes...

She instantly rushed to the living room to see if the door is broken, but it wasn't in anyway broken it was locked just the way we left it before we went to bed.

Mum throw herself on the floor and began crying loudly into the middle of the night. I just stood there drenched in my own cold sweat

The days since Mario disappeared have been the longest of my life.
Mom barely speaks now. She moves through the house like a shadow, her face pale and hollow. Sometimes, I hear her whisper Mario’s name at night. Other times, she just sits in the kitchen, staring at the wall.

Dad, on the other hand, seems… fine. Too fine. He hums under his breath when he shaves in the morning. His phone rings a lot, and sometimes he steps outside to talk in low, urgent tones. Whenever I walk into the room, he stops mid-sentence and smiles that too-wide smile at me.

I’ve started noticing things I never paid attention to before.
Like the old trunk in Dad’s study — the one he always keeps locked. Or how, the week after Mario disappeared, Dad came home with a new gold wristwatch and a car.

But the worst part is the nights.

The past two nights, I’ve woken to faint whispers in the hallway outside my room. At first, I thought it was Mom, maybe crying again. But last night, I realized the voice was deeper. A man’s voice.

It was Dad.
And he wasn’t alone.

I couldn’t hear every word, but one sentence reached me clearly through the door:

“It will be ready… on the night of the fifteenth.”

I didn’t sleep after that.

Now, my birthday is tomorrow.
The walls of this new, expensive house feel like they’re closing in. Every creak makes my skin prickle. Every glance from Dad feels like a warning.

Mom hasn’t looked me in the eye all day. She just keeps muttering under her breath: Stay in your room tonight… lock the door… whatever you do, don’t open it.

But here’s the thing — Mario’s door was locked. And he still vanished.

So if they come for me tonight… there will be no escape.

Hmmmm
I need help

14/04/2025

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FAMOUS INDUSTRIALIST, ODUMEGWU OJUKWUIn Quest of Perpetuity, the biographical sketch of one of Nigeria’s early and forem...
19/03/2025

FAMOUS INDUSTRIALIST, ODUMEGWU OJUKWU

In Quest of Perpetuity, the biographical sketch of one of Nigeria’s early and foremost business magnates, Sir Odumegwu Ojukwu, is a sad reminder of how a great and notable Nigerian who once bestrode the country’s economic landscape like a colossus has been completely forgotten.

Ifeze, a missionary teacher and nephew of the late Odumegwu, In Quest of Perpetuity, captures the life of Odumegwu Ojukwu, the father of the late Biafran warlord, Emeka Odumegwu-Ojukwu, from a humble background in Nnewi, in the then Eastern Region of Nigeria to his eventual rise to prominence.

Odumegwu’s journey to stardom was the offshoot of a little education platform laid by his mother, Ukonwa, a princess, and his consequent hard work and determination to succeed. Ukonwa’s commitment to get her son educated was the aftermath of her long period of barrenness which followed her marriage to Ojukwu Eze-Okigbo.

This period of her barrenness led to Eze-Okigbo’s decision to marry a second wife who gave birth to three sons in quick succession and thus denied Odumegwu, who was later conceived as Ukonwa’s first son, the opportunity to emerge as the heir apparent to the heritage of his industrious father.

Having lost his place to his older half brothers who were born during the period of his mother’s barrenness, Odumegwu’s place in his father’s heritage was only to tender the sheep, an assignment which gave his mother a huge concern as she pondered the prospects of her son’s future in animal rearing.

Concerned therefore by the fate of her son, Ukonwa believed that Odumegwu’s only hope of a meaningful future would lie in the acquisition of education which at the time could only be drawn from existing mission schools. In the same vein, this was the period that attending mission schools was unpopular among local people in the then colonial Igbo setting.

Nevertheless, Ukonwa’s passion for her son’s promising future propelled her to make secret arrangements for Odumegwu to attend the mission school in Umudim without her husband’s knowledge. Though a purely stark illiterate, but with a hind of foresight, she was convinced in her own perspective that Odumegwu would be successful if only he could acquire education, which albeit was not fashionable at the time.

So, she secretly sent him to a Roman Catholic Mission School in Okwenu, Umudim, a village in Nnewi, in present day Anambra State where Odumegwu was re-christened Louis Philip. Odumegwu, in accordance with her mother’s arrangement, would exploit the opportunity of the moment he ought to be on the field tending sheep to be in school until the cat was let out of the bag when his father heard him being addressed as Louis Philip one day. This discovery put paid to that hope of educational pursuit as his father banned him from returning to the school.

Born in 1909, Odumegwu’s journey back to school later began, when his mother who was engaged in the business of palm produce exchange in Umunede, across River Niger, in present day Delta State, with the United African Company (UAC), struck a deal with a Scottish and UAC Commercial Manager, McIntosh, who, upon seeing Ukonwa coming to the Umunede often with Odumegwu, offered to be his guardian with a promise to send the boy to school.

Ukonwa quickly embraced the idea and succeeded in convincing her husband to endorse the plan. Ojukwu, according to the author, consented to Ukonwa’s demand because of his love for her, and consequently, Odumegwu went to live with McIntosh and was enrolled in Government School, Asaba.

He was yet in the school when his father, Ojukwu, passed on in 1922. Nevertheless, Odumegwu carried on with his study in Government School, Asaba, and proceeded from there to Hope Waddell Training Institute, Calabar, the only secondary school in the East of Niger at the time and graduated in 1928 at the age of 19.

Again, Odumegwu was in school when he heard the tragic news of the death of his visionary and progressive-minded mother, which greatly devastated him. Following his graduation at Hope Waddell, he was deployed to the Department of Agriculture in Badagry, Lagos in Western Nigeria in 1929. He spent only a brief period in the department before opting to join John Holt Brothers as junior clerk.
His new job gave him the opportunity to set up his own business, Ojukwu Stores in Onitsha, where textiles were sold to Igbo traders who hitherto had to travel from the East to Lagos to purchase textiles. Odumegwu later saw greater prospects in transport business, and hence, formed Ojukwu Transport Limited, to serve as a transport platform to Igbo traders between Lagos and the shores of River Niger.

In a short while, the company flourished and Odumegwu soon dominated business in Lagos until he became a household name. The famous Akintola Williams, reputed as the first chartered accountant in Nigeria, would later owe his rise into the limelight to his early contact with Odumegwu in 1950 after he returned to Nigeria from London where he had studied Accountancy.

Odumegwu who at the time had become a renowned industrialist in Lagos, introduced Williams to a number of companies which engaged him as their auditor, a move which saw Williams rise to enviable height in auditing business till date.

The success of Ojukwu Transport Limited revealed the business acumen in Ojukwu, to such an extent that every notable company in Lagos, then sought to court him. Thus, Odumegwu soon became the chairman of several companies in Nigeria to such an extent that when the Nigeria Coal Corporation (NCC) was formed in 1959, the then colonial government could not find a better choice as its chairman than Odumegwu and hence, wrote him a letter, stating that the only concern it had about appointing him as NCC chairman was his chairmanship of several companies at the time.

Hence, the colonial government urged him to relinquish some of his chairmanship positions to enable them offer him the chairmanship of NCC, a suggestion he rejected, saying if NCC had found him worthy to chair the company, there was no reason doubting his efficiency because of numerous engagements.

Upon the advent of Lagos Stock Exchange (LSE) later, now known as Nigerian Stock Exchange (NSE), Odumegwu became the first chairman. He also became the life Vice President of Lagos Chamber of Commerce and Industry. Among the companies he chaired were Nigeria National Shipping Line, Eastern Nigeria Development Corporation, Nigeria Cement Company, Lion of Africa, the first insurance company in West Africa, Nigeria Marketing Board, African Continental Bank, among others. He was also a director of several companies including Shell, Costain, African Development Corporation, and the like.

His business fame went beyond the shores of Nigeria as he became a dominant force in the then British colonial empire which earned him the medals of Member of British Empire (MBE) in 1947, Officer of British Empire (OBE) in 1952 and in 1960, he was conferred with a British knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II. He was chosen to represent the Nigerian government at the coronation of Queen Elizabeth in Great Britain in 1953.

Odumegwu lived in affluence, so much that when Queen Elizabeth II visited Nigeria in 1956, it was his exotic car that was found worthy as a loan to the colonial British government to convey her around. His uncommon and classified edifice, tagged Eastern House, in Ikoyi, Lagos was a harbour for white folks where he received governors-general, regional governors, British ministers, ambassadors and the like.

The author, Revd. Ifeanyichukwu Obi, whose pen name is Ifeze, while describing his riches and prosperity, remarked: “While there were many possible millionaires in Nigeria at Sir Odumegwu’s time, he was arguably the wealthiest.”
Odumegwu who later divested from Ojukwu Transport Limited, invested heavily in stocks and real estate and acquired countless numbers of assets in various parts of Lagos.

But Odumegwu passed on in 1966, at the height of his fame and prosperity, at the age of 57, following the political debacle at the time which later resulted in the secession move by the Igbo led by his second son, Emeka, the then military Governor of Eastern Region.
According to the book, Odumegwu strove hard to ensure amicable resolution of the face-off between the Eastern military government and the Nigerian federal government. He was opposed to the idea of secession being championed by his son because he was conscious of his several investments in Lagos which would be lost should the Igbo secede from Nigeria.

He died of heart attack on September 13, 1966, a day after he visited the Government House in Enugu to see the military governor and his son, Emeka. Odumegwu’s death appeared to have resulted from the way he was treated by the military government led by his son. On September 12, 1966, he had gone to see Emeka, in his quest to further advise against secession in company of his wife and another son, Lotana. But he was kept waiting by his son for so long up till about 10pm, an act which startled him.

The author recalled the words of his son, Lotana, who was in the company. According to him, he did not utter a word to anyone on their way back from the Government House to Nkalagu where they passed the night. Thus, by 3am that same night, he suffered heart attack which he had earlier suffered thrice in the past and by 6am the following day, Odumegwu gave up the ghost.

The event which led to his death was not his only ordeal in Government House. The author also narrated how upon entering into Government House in Enugu, he was not accorded the honour and dignity deserved by the father of the military governor as his vehicle was thoroughly searched at the gate and when a relative drew the attention of his son to such perceived humiliation, Emeka, a history graduate in Oxford University before joining the Nigerian Army, simply warned him: “Stay off military matters.”

Although Emeka later recovered some of his father’s assets from the government after the civil war of 1967 – 1970, his innumerable assets were seized by the Nigerian government because they were owned by the father of a secession leader. Some of the assets were also seized by the Lagos State Government while some individuals cornered others and remained in their custody till date.

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BE A ROMANTIC MAN WITHOUT S*X!Carry your woman to the bed when she sleeps off in the sitting room, make her feel like a ...
18/03/2025

BE A ROMANTIC MAN WITHOUT S*X!

Carry your woman to the bed when she sleeps off in the sitting room, make her feel like a baby at times.The truth is, every woman wants to be treated like a 2-year-old girl at times, that's why women behave childish or silly at times. (Its a fact, its not an abuse please)👌

You may have an argument with your woman and the next thing is that you will see her putting her bags outside the house, it doesn't mean she is asking for a divorce, she is just being childish, she simply wants you to hold her, look her in the eyes and say “I am sorry for the argument".😇

My Brother, when your woman steps on your feet intentionally or mistakenly, don't let your eyes turn red, just smile at her, if she did it intentionally, she is just playing with you, if she did it mistakenly, its not her fault.🙃

Why shout at her over every small mistake? As a man learn to ignore some things, don't be petty. Do "hide and seek" with your woman, sing poems for your woman in the garden or inside the house, even if she is teasing you. Call her the most beautiful names, ladies love beautiful names more than shiny golds. ❤️

Assist her in the house chores, don't make her look like your maid. Bath together, wake her up for prayers, swim with her if it's available, cook together, teach her how to cook if she doesn't know how to cook, yes that's my handwriting, she mustn't know how to cook. Cooking is not the ticket to Paradise. It's not only a feminine duty.😊

Use blind folds to cover her eyes and tickle her, scare her at times, call her from work/school, text her, write "I love you" in a small note and put it under her pillow or in her purse or in her bathroom or in her cosmetics box or inside her cupboard.😋

Kiss her always, cuddle her, pamper her and play with her hair. Always tell her, she's beautiful and that you're happy to have her as your partner.🥰

All these are part of being romantic, its not always all about s*x. When a woman tells you that you are not romantic. It means you are not doing all these things, it's not the romance in the bedroom.👨‍🦯

A*o Rock Meeting: Tinubu Gives Obasa One Last Lifeline, Reveals Why He Insists on His ReinstatementIn a decisive interve...
16/03/2025

A*o Rock Meeting: Tinubu Gives Obasa One Last Lifeline, Reveals Why He Insists on His Reinstatement

In a decisive intervention aimed at resolving the leadership crisis in the Lagos State House of Assembly, President Bola Tinubu has given Speaker Mudashiru Obasa a final opportunity to retain his position, warning that any further missteps could lead to his permanent removal.
At a closed-door meeting held at the Presidential Villa, Abuja, yesterday, Tinubu met with Obasa and the aggrieved lawmakers, making it clear that the embattled Speaker must mend fences with his colleagues and foster unity within the Assembly.

Sources privy to the discussions revealed that the President instructed Obasa to withdraw his ongoing court case, signaling a firm stance against any legal battles that could further destabilize the Assembly. Tinubu’s directive, insiders say, was not just a call for peace but a condition for Obasa's continued leadership.

Presidential Villa Meeting: Obasa's Ego Shrinks as Colleagues' Chant of Loyalty Song to Tinubu Takes Over A*o Rock

Despite the gravity of the meeting, Obasa avoided speaking to journalists afterward. He had arrived separately at the Villa around 2:50 pm, while other lawmakers were transported in two coaster buses, underscoring the division within the Assembly.

Upon exiting Tinubu’s office at about 4:30 pm, the lawmakers, in a show of renewed loyalty to the President, chanted the familiar slogan, **"On your mandate, we shall stand." However, Obasa, accompanied by House of Representatives member James Faleke, refused to comment on the outcome, while Faleke merely stated, "It went well."

Insiders disclosed that the President’s intervention was not a blanket endorsement of Obasa’s actions. While he backed the Speaker’s reinstatement, Tinubu reportedly chastised him for failing to engage with his colleagues effectively.

One lawmaker, speaking on condition of anonymity, described the meeting as a "family discussion," confirming that Tinubu’s support for Obasa was based on the Speaker’s direct approach to him before his impeachment. The source added, "The President made it clear that had we involved him earlier, things might have been different. But since Obasa brought the matter to him first, he had no choice but to back him."

However, Tinubu’s support came with a stern warning: if similar complaints arise in the future, Obasa will be removed without further consideration.

With Tinubu's verdict now final, lawmakers have been left with no choice but to accept Obasa's return. Yet, the wounds from his impeachment remain fresh, and tensions within the Assembly are far from resolved.

While some members reportedly apologized to Obasa, the division lingers. His leadership now hinges on his ability to rebuild trust and navigate the fragile peace imposed by the President's intervention.

As part of the settlement, Obasa has been ordered to withdraw all legal proceedings related to the crisis. His ability to comply with Tinubu’s conditions will determine whether he can retain his seat—or if this lifeline will

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