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ROBIN TV, Warri (2025)

12/10/2025

"‎This wasn't supposed to happen! I bought them only yesterday evening, woke up this morning just to discover that they're all gone 😭

I'm a nurse. But that’s only one part of my life. For a long time now, I’ve also been a single mom. ‎Since my husband passed away, it's just been me, trying to make ends meet & give my children a good life. ‎Nursing is a good job, but I needed more. I wanted to build something for my family, something that could grow. So, I took a huge step. I got a loan of ₦2.5Million. That money wasn’t for a new car or fancy clothes; it was for a poultry business. I was finally going to be an entrepreneur, raising chickens. I dreamt of a steady income & a little peace of mind.

‎Yesterday, I was so excited. I brought the new chicks home. They were so small, chirping away—a sign of hope, I thought. I set them up carefully, checked on them a dozen times, before i went to bed with a heart full of possibility. ‎Now, everything is gone. ‎This morning, I woke up, eager to start my new life. But when I went to the chicken house, my world just stopped.

‎It was the most heartbreaking sight. Every single one of them... gone.
‎I don't know what happened. I don't know if it was a power outage, a disease, or something else entirely. But the result is the same: my entire investment is lost. ‎That ₦2.5Million wasn't just money; it was my future. It was the trust I put in myself & the promise I made to my children. Now, I have to figure out how to pay back this huge loan with nothing to show for it. ‎I feel so lost, so heartbroken, and so incredibly tired. Why does it feel like every step forward for a woman like me leads to two steps back?
‎I'm trying to stay strong for my kids, but right now, all I can do is cry. This is the saddest scenario I could have imagined. 😭😭😭"

12/10/2025

'Responding to my ex- husband's post. He stated that he married me, sponsored my nursing education, brought me to the States, & that I betrayed him by helping my boyfriend get his documents to join me & then got me pregnant

‎Please, I am not writing to defend myself, but to explain exactly what happened so that people can also understand my situation., so this is how it all started.. Firstly, ‎my parents are retired teachers, & at the time, I had to drop out of college cuz we ran out of money. It was a very hard time for my family. That's when this man’s mother came to our house & told my mom she wished her son would marry me. My family encouraged me to accept, even though they knew I was already in a serious relationship & deeply in love with my first love. ‎I felt I had little choice. My husband was living abroad & doing very well. I actually saw this as an opportunity to help my family escape hardship. I wanted to please my family, too. After a few messages, he came back home, & we got married. ‎

Yes its true that, before he traveled back, I asked him for a favor. Instead of rushing my documents, I pleaded with him to enroll me in nursing school first. I felt it would be expensive for me to study abroad, and having a local degree would help me get a good job when I finally joined him. He was happy, called me smart, and proud of my ambition. He registered me for school and rented and furnished an apartment for me. ‎Just a few months after my husband left, my first love came to me, very upset, pleading that he still loved me very much. I felt so much pity for him; he had done nothing wrong, and I was still very much and deeply in love with him. I couldn't resist.

We started seeing each other again, & he even moved in with me.
‎To support us, I started asking my husband for more money, complaining of financial need, and he always sent a large amount. I used some of this money to enroll my first love in an IT program to get an international certificate that could help him get a good job abroad. We planned that once I moved to the States, I would process his immigration papers so he could join me later. We saw this as a chance to change both our lives.

‎A few months after I graduated, my visa was ready, & I joined my husband in the States, he was so happy. That same week, I immediately started looking for a job. My husband was so proud and happy to have an ambitious wife. He even helped me get a work permit and submit my resumé to several hospitals, & that's how I got a job. ‎I stayed in touch with my first love. After four years of being abroad, I was stable and established. After several attempts, his visa was approved. In the four years I was with my husband, we did not have a child, and he was worried. We took several tests, which always showed we were both healthy. The truth is, I was taking pills to prevent pregnancy and also refused intimacy for six months. By that time, my first love had already arrived in the States, and I finally became pregnant for him.

I didn't care anymore if my husband found out because I was deeply and truly in love with my partner. ‎I planned on revealing everything to my husband eventually and asking for his forgiveness. But he somehow discovered the truth before I could. It's true I didn't feel regretful about my choices for my life. Instead, I gave him divorce papers. My decision was final. ‎
I'm Asking for Forgiveness Rowland.. ‎I am truly sorry to say this, but our marriage was based on obligation from the start. I never truly loved him. My heart belongs to someone else. I did what I did out of love for my partner. I am just a person who made a difficult decision out of love. I am not here to defend myself, but to sincerely apologize. I am so sorry, Rowland. You are a good man.

‎Even after everything I did, you still asked to save our marriage, even when I was pregnant for someone else, and you kept apologizing when I was the one who was wrong. Please forgive me. I am sorry that I cannot stay. Please consider my feelings, too. My heart belongs to another, and staying would not be fair to either of us. ‎Thank you so much for signing the divorce documents. My partner and I are ready and willing to repay everything—and more—that you have ever spent on me. Please name your price. I plead with you to see me as a sister you helped out of a difficult financial situation. Please, let's not be enemies but try to be friends. I am sure that God will reward you and send you someone who will love you, just as you deserve, Rowland.

‎I know the post you made on social media was not typical of your good character. I believe you shared it out of pain and distress. Please, forgive me and my family. I am deeply so sorry🙏'

12/10/2025

"My late husband and I built our lives on love & hustle. We married in 2014 & welcomed 4 beautiful children over the years: our first son, our twin daughters, & our youngest girl,

We didn't come from wealthy backgrounds. We were struggling young adults who got married with a shared vision. We worked incredibly hard: I sold tomatoes at the market, & he worked as a private teacher. Determined to make a better life for our family, I took a friend's advice & presented a plan to my husband. I adviced him & brought an idea that we should raise money so he could travel to South Korea for a job as an English Teacher

I bought into this dream cuz I knew he was a smart, dedicated, & hardworking man. Our dreams eventually came true. He traveled when I was a month pregnant with our last daughter, & thankfully, he secured the job quickly.

My husband was an only child, raised by a single mom who is now elderly & needs care. Because of this, he sent funds directly to me to manage our investments. I diligently completed every project he entrusted to me. I managed the construction of the house we live in, developed 2 rental properties, & established a boutique business to support our children. Our plan was simple: once our youngest turned 4, he would return home, & we would continue our lives as a complete, happy family.

8 months ago, my husband came home. Despite my mother-in-law & my pleas, he insisted on visiting his paternal uncles in the village—the same uncles who allegedly seized his father’s land & property after he passed away when my husband was only 6 years old... After visiting them, my husband returned home that same day & suddenly became ill. Tragically, a few days later, that illness took his life.

Fast forwarded, It's now been 6 months since his burial, & his uncles are still here. Instead of making plans to leave, they are actively inviting other relatives, including their adult children & even grandchildren, to come & join them. No one is discussing that with me

Instead, everyday, I keep coming home to more & more people. We are now 16 people in this house, & frankly, I'm tired. I don't know if this is a cultural obligation or just a painful situation I don't understand. I am draining my savings on food, water, & electricity. They spend their days simply sitting, eating, & just chatting for the past almost going 7 months now...

Please, I need advice. I am struggling to find a way to handle this without causing a major family rift. I need to breathe, I need space, & I need to be able to grieve my husband. I am completely overcrowded, & i don't know what to do"

12/10/2025

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11/10/2025

A UK court has sentenced 21-year-old transgender woman Ciara Watkin to 21 months in prison for deceiving a man about her gender identity.

The Durham Crown Court found Watkin guilty of sexual assault, ruling that the victim was misled into believing she was biologically female. The judge described Watkin’s actions as deliberate deception, noting the man would not have consented if he had known the truth.

Watkin, who identified as female since childhood but had not undergone any medical transition, met the victim on Snapchat when they were both 18.

09/10/2025

"Jusst 2 months after our wonderful wedding, the company I worked for closed down, & I lost my job. For six months, I stayed home cuz i couldn't find a job that met my expectations. My wife, a teacher, was the one paying all the bills and keeping our home running with her modest monthly salary.

Thankfully, I hadn't borrowed money for our expensive wedding; it all came from my savings before we got married. As the person traditionally expected to be the main provider, things got very difficult. I had no one to ask for help and started using up my savings quickly.

Honestly, the frustration and worry sometimes led me to spend time & money hanging out with friends and drinking. Then, my wife sat me down and gave me the best advice. She suggested that instead of waiting for the perfect job and using up the small severance money I had left, I should use it to start a small business. She even told me to open an account and save a minimum amount every month.

In a powerful move, she asked me for the rest of the money in my account. I gave it to her, and she took the initiative to find a good space and stock it with a few goods. After 2 years of consistent hard work, my wife shared some incredible news. She had been speaking with an agent who had a proven, legitimate way for me to travel abroad within four months—if we could come up with N5 million.

I was short of the amount, having only saved N1.5 million at the time. I was stunned when my wife brought out N3 million bringing our total to N4 million! We agreed to provide the remaining amount once the visa was confirmed. She even offered to take a bank loan to cover any shortfall.

To make a long story short, it’s been six years since I brought my wife to join me in the States. We've been blessed with twin kids—a boy and a girl—since moving here. We send them back home to live with my wife's parents so they can have a strong, moral African upbringing. We only get to spend time with them here during Christmas.

I'm sharing this to tell all my fellow men and brothers: a good woman is truly everything. If you are lucky enough to have one, please listen to her, respect her, and treat her like the queen she is.. Without my wife, I simply wouldn't be the successful man I am today, with homes and cars back in our country.

This is my appreciation post to my lovely wife, Mrs. Nadia Orji ❤️
I want to use this opportunity to wish her a Happy Birthday and promise her that I will forever be grateful, stay by her side, & make her happy & proud, by the special grace of God.

09/10/2025

"‎I lost my biological mother just minutes after I was born. I grew up not knowing her. The incredible woman you see in this picture is my stepmom.
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‎My dad married her when I was only one. She had a 2-year-old son, and together, we became a family. Four years later, we lost my dad. Just 2 years after that, my stepmom gave birth to my baby sister. Unfortunately, my dad's brothers, my uncles, took control of all of his properties. My stepmom didn't let that stop her; she moved us to a new town for a fresh start. I was five years old then.
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‎My stepmom raised me, her son, & our baby sister. She worked hard to make sure all of us went to school. If I'm honest, I'll tell you with complete confidence that this woman loves me even more than her own biological children. I didn't even know she wasn't my biological mother until I was 19 when she finally told me. I was completely shocked.
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‎I got pregnant at 20 & had to drop out of school. The baby's father left. I was considering ending the pregnancy, but my stepmom found out and spoke with me about it. She took on the responsibility, caring for me & my baby. I was a brilliant student, but cuz of our financial struggles, I thought I'd given up on ever returning to my studies.
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‎When my baby turned 2, Stepmom told me to go back to school. She promised to take care of my baby while I focused on my education. We didn't have much money, but she did everything she could, even selling many of her personal belongings so I could finish school. I knew education was the only way to escape hardship. I made sure I stayed 100% focused on my studies without distractions.
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‎Now, glory be to God, I'm finally a graduate in Chemical Engineering! I actually graduated as the best student in my department and earned a scholarship to study and work abroad.
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‎Tears of love and joy stream down my face every time I think of my stepmom. She's an amazing woman, and I can never thank her enough for all the sacrifices she's made for me, for us.
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‎To My Dearest Stepmom ❤️
‎Thank you for loving and taking care of me since I was one. You raised me like your own child, and I'm forever grateful. Your kindness, patience, & guidance have made me who I am today. I appreciate everything you've done for me. Thank you for being an amazing stepmom! I pray that God grants you a long, healthy life & blesses me so I can take proper care of you and make you proud, You will certainly reap the fruits of your labor Mama. Thank you😭😭❤️❤️"

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08/10/2025

MARRIAGE IN SOUTH SUDAN: After the wedding, Even though the groom’s family pays a dowry, sometimes 100 to 500 cows, the new wife is treated with huge respect. For example, When a man marries, his wife does NOT cook or clean for 4 whole years. This time is called "Anyuuc" (Generous Welcome).

The new bride simply rests, relaxes, & learns about her new family’s way of life. During these 4 years, the husband’s sister does all the hard work. She cooks, washes dishes, gets water, collects wood, & all other chores until the time is up. If she doesn't have a sister, he just employ someone to do it or he himself does the work, while the wife relaxes..

After 4 years, the husband throws a huge party called "Thaat" (Cooking Festival). They kill 3 cows & 5 goats! This party is the official start of the wife cooking for her family.

This custom has a very important rule: If the husband treats his wife badly during the 4 years, she can simply decide to leave the marriage. She does not have to pay back the cows (dowry) or any other thing that was gifted to her during that period..

06/10/2025

"Not to brag but I'm the richest among my circle of friends. But 2 months ago, I had a severe health crisis while among my circle of friends that got me questioning their loyalty.

Like i said earlier, I'm actually the most financially stable & arguably the kindest among them. I'm 39 yrs-old. Our group consists of 9 friends all together: 5 are into electronic business, 2 in the Army, one works in real estate, & me, I'm involved in licensed gold mining.

I spend most of my time out in the bush, but whenever I return to the city, I bring palm wine to share. I also own a few pig farms in town, so I often host a 'pork feast' gathering at my house with my friends.
A couple of months ago, one of my army friends bought a house & decided to move in, he threw a housewarming party & we decided to move our usual pork feast' to his new place to celebrate with him.

The gathering was larger than usual, but it was still just the 9 of us sited at the big table at a certain corner of the house laughing, eating pork, & drinking palm wine together. I felt s little discomfort with a slight constipated standing stomach, then i decided to leave so i could get home, take a shower & relax. I left around 1:00 a.m.

On my way home, I suddenly felt dizzy & experienced a sharp discomfort in my head with a slight reddish liquid from my nose. I managed to call my younger sister, a nurse, & told her at once that, I suspected a severe medical issue :- like something was dropped in my food or drink. I asked her to hurry. That's the last thing I remember. I woke up the following Wednesday in a teaching hospital with extensive internal trauma & was advised to avoid salt, pepper, & almost anything that makes food enjoyable. However & greatful to still be be alive, Pls help me thank this good God safe & for coming to my rescue

Now, I'm constantly at home, recovering but I'm haunted by questions like: "Who could have done this to me?" Or "Was it an accident or really intentional?" It's hard to accept that one of my close friends might have caused or have a hand in this. We've been friends for almost 13 years, & I trust them. And now, I'm so confused about whether to confront them or avoid them. Now I'm feeling profoundly unsafe around them. I truly don't know who is responsible. How can I possibly ask, "Which of you did this to me 😥🤦🏽‍♂️?"

06/10/2025

Ayola was one of the most popular mad men in Nnewi. He was also the chairman of Nnewi Union of Mad Men, Nnewichi branch. His office was at Amuko junction.

He manned his unit with the firmness required of an astute leader. He ensured that mad people operating in his zone followed the basic rule of madness in Nnewi.

There were actually three basic rules. Ensure you go back to your house everyday. You should never eat directly from the bin. Finally, while on duty ensure you are a bit covered.

Stark nakedness in the name of madness was completely frowned at. So, madness in Nnewi had a pattern. And because of this, it commanded respect. It was a thing of honour to be mad in Nnewi.

Now, you understand why Ayola had been worried with the new influx of mad people from the neighboring Ihembosi, Ozubulu and Nnobi into Nnewi.

Two weeks ago, while on his night patrol, he saw a mad woman sleeping in Orie Agbo market. Upon enquiry, he discovered the mad woman was from Nnobi.

He asked if where she came from there was no method to madness? The woman was stark naked and was also incoherent.

Ayola had to drag her down to the boundary between Nnewichi and Nnobi in the dead of the night and warned her to mad her madness within her jurisdiction. He told her that madness in Nnewi had standard. Anaghi awi ala umu azi na Nnewi.

Ayola had been waiting for their monthly meeting which held at Eke Ama Obi every last Eke Okwu of the month to come by. He wanted to report this new development of untrained mad people from neighboring towns encroaching into their territory to their leader Ntamu.

Ntamu since his inauguration as Eze Ndi Ala had been soft. He reminisced on their past leader Ngozi. Ngozi was the best dressed among the mad people in Nnewi. Whenever you saw Ngozi you would desire to be mad.

Ngozi made madness attractive. He was the one that created the rule book for madness in Nnewi. He always drilled it into their ears that anything worth doing was worth doing well. If destiny had decided for them to be mad, then they should carry out this role with utmost dignity.

This was why it broke his heart that the sound system set up by Ngozi for being mad was what Ntamu was supervising into disrepute.

Ayola blamed the law of rotation. if not for the law of rotation instituted by Nzuko Ora Nnewi, Ntamu would not have been Eze Ndi Ala. Out of all the mad people in Umudim, which it was their turn to provide a leader, Ntamu who could not afford to build a house despite being mad for more than thirty years was the best among the lots.

Ayola wondered why Umudim always found it difficult producing stellar mad men?

Ayola had no problem with mad people from other towns coming to Nnewi to ply their trade. His worry was them coming into Nnewi with their own unpolished system instead of integrating themselves with the existing system of madness in Nnewi.

He remembered his school teacher at Nkwo Central always said, when you are in Rome you behave like Romance. This was why he wondered why can't these mad people from neighboring towns behave like Romance? Why? Why can't they just Romance?

Asala Stories #6/24

05/10/2025

‎"My 2 year old son!!😭😭
I was in the kitchen why he was playing in the sitting room, then I heard him scream. I quickly rushed in & was terrified to see a reddish fluid coming out of his mouth while he cried.
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‎He seemed to be in pain, worse, it looked like he wasn't breathing properly. I didn't know what was happening or what to do next, so I quickly rushed him to the nearest hospital before calling his dad, who met us there later that evening. My child was immediately put on oxygen for almost an hour.
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‎Neither of us was allowed to enter the room; we had to wait outside as the doctor had instructed. ‎The doctor later came out & asked to see my husband alone. They both went into the office, and I was asked to wait outside. In that moment, I was shaking. I felt something wasn't right. My husband eventually came out, his eyes dark - watery, & weak, then, he asked that we go back home to make necessary arrangements cuz we had lost our child 10 minutes ago. He put his hand on my shoulder, trying to console me.

‎I told him it was impossible 😭😭😭
'Not my son, not my 2 year old boy'😭
I completely lost control, rushed into the ward, held my child very tight to my chest & dropped to the floor in tears, asking God to help my baby breathe again. I pleaded & cried like a baby for over 5 minutes, praying for God's mercy over my baby. All I remember was yelling over & over again, saying, 'Jesus, you gave me this child after 6 good years of childlessness; please don't take him away from me father''

My husband & the doctor were just standing there, looking at me with pity, still trying to console & calm me.... ‎For a moment, I couldn't believe my eyes when I felt my baby's body seem to have moved. The doctor noticed too & then, he quickly took the boy from me & put him back on oxygen, & examined him again & again.. i kept praying in my heart nonstop, my husband was standing there looking confused & shocked but hoping for a miracle as he help my hand so tight

Well, my people, ‎To cut a long story short, as we speak, we have been discharged. Here is oga, perfectly okay, healthy & even playing like nothing happened ooo... I testify that there is truly a God. Believe me, please just help me thank him! I am so grateful, Father🙏"

05/10/2025

‎"My husband's company transferred him to another town, & we had to change our son's school. Little did we know that it was the beginning of our worries.
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‎My son suddenly changed as soon as he started at the new school. Many times, I've woken up to check on my child in his room, as I always do whenever I use the restroom. But each time I enter his room, there's always something strange, unusual, or concerning about him. He'd either be just sitting up, staring intensely at a particular corner of the house, or sleeping so soundly that no matter how much you shake him, he wouldn't wake up immediately, even if you stood him up. ‎At times, it even happened during the day.

My son would suddenly fall into such a deep sleep that no amount of shaking would wake him. The first day it happened, I got so scared & alerted the neighbors, thinking something serious had occurred. But before we could arrive back home, he had woken up & was playing as if nothing had happened. ‎These incidents were becoming too frequent, & I told my husband, but he ignored me. He said I was worrying too much, asking me to relax. That was until he later witnessed it himself m & realized that what I'd been telling him was true & very serious.

‎My husband woke up very early that morning, & we took our son to a very respected spiritual advisor (native doctor) & he revealed to us that our son had been implicated in a secret group by his friends at school. The advisor asked us to separate him from his friends & not allow them to come anywhere near him. He also gave us a certain white substance to rub on his forehead in the middle of the night the moment the deep sleep happened again.

‎We came back home that day & stayed alert. My son went to bed, & my husband constantly kept checking on him. Immediately it happened again, we rubbed his forehead with the substance the native doctor gave us, then, he suddenly woke up. For over 3 weeks, it stopped happening. My husband & I were relieved, & we changed his school.

‎On Sunday last week, my husband & I went out for a meeting, but upon returning, we were shocked to find our son playing with those same friends from school. My husband immediately asked them to leave & never come back to see him. We even found a different place to relocate to, far away from our previous home, 2 days after the incident, just to make sure we separated our son from his friends.

‎A day later, our son suddenly fell ill, & I got him some fever-reducing tablets at the nearest pharmacy. But the fever later got serious at night, & we took him to the hospital. The doctor, unfortunately, confirmed him passed away. I just can't take this grief. It took us four good years to have our own child, and I don't know why God decided to take him away from us. The distress is so unbearable; we have wronged no one to deserve this

My son didn't deserve this he was just 6! Still feels like I'm dreaming i don't even know what to make of this!😭😭."

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