What Would You DO??

hello everyone, 

Its me again! so the festive season is here again and I'm just wondering what I would do if any of the following happened to me... Let's hear from you first! 

What would you do, if you woke up one morning and realize you had wet the bed?

What would you do, if you you fart thinking no body knew it was you, and then you suddenly look around and discover that everyone had a stern stare at you for reasons you may not readily decipher?

What would you do if a friend invites you over for a meal, gives you a cold glass of water and hands you the toothpick bottle?

What would you do, if out of 7 colleagues you had met and spoke with since you got to the office, it was a client that pointed out to you that you are wearing your clothe inside out?

What would you do, if you are looking your best waiting for an important appointment (or date) and some wacky kids just innocently throw a piece of their chocolate ice cream on your immaculate white?

What would you do, if a pregnant woman throws up at you... where? Well... What would you do?

What would you do, if you found out that an opportunity you turned down was worth a million dollars? Chei!!! I no fit shout...

What would you do, if you found your spouse and your best friend in bed in your bedroom; and they shout "April Fooooool!" and you realize it is actually April 1? The matter go just end there? What would you do?

But Seriously,

What would you do, if you found out your parents almost aborted you?

What would you do, if you found out your parents actually tried to abort you?

What would you do, if you found out that December 25 is actually not supposed to be Christmas?

What would you do, if God told you that you have been running on your own without a knowledge of His will for the past 10 years?

What would you do, if you woke up and found Jesus in your kitchen making breakfast?

What would you do if you were walking down the street with Jesus, and someone walks up to you and slaps Him (not you but Jesus...)? What would you do if you were the one that was slapped.

What would you do, if you found Jesus knocking on the door of your heart?

Just wondering... What would you do? Enjoy the holidays to the fullest cos' I am having so much fun with family and some wonderful friends...

Peace... I'm out!

After the Election Fever... Back To Reality

Hello Fam!

I hope I've been missed o cos' as for me, I don miss you all scatter the whole place sef. Thanks Eya and jhazmyn for checking up on moi, I truly appreciate, God bless you!

As you all may have read, seen and heard, the Ghana elections which the whole of Africa was waiting for has come and gone. The voting was scheduled for the 7th but because of some faulty machines, the elections continued to the 8th at some of the places that encountered those technical problems... The process went on smoothly and on Sunday after a long wait and what seemed to be like  the nation was being held to ransom by the electoral commission (herein after called the EC), the EC finally announced his excellency John Dramani Mahama as the winner and president elect for Ghana, due to be sworn in by January 7, 2013.

Before I continue, let me tell you a little about the history of the John's ruling Ghana... we had flt Jerry John Rawlings, then John Agekum Kuffour and then came the late John Evans Atta Mills and now, another John! if you are wondering where I am going with all this, my 4year old son will now be known as and called John-Gabriel... Hehehehe, you just never know.

Now back to what I was saying earlier, after the declaration of the results, the main opposition which is NPP said they have reasons to believe that the elections were rigged and for that matter, is thinking seriously about suing the electoral commission to court to seek redress. 

This created some kinda tension as their supporters went on a peaceful demonstration amidst some few recorded acts of violence but as to whether all those acts were connected to the elections or not is not really known besides, a lot of people will take advantage of issues like this to do evil.

In all, I thank God that we as a country are still growing stronger despite our political affiliations, differences and pitfalls. May I also plead with you that, anytime you go down on your knees to pray, may you remember Ghana and Africa, because one way or the other, we are all connected...  we are all part of the same history... What hurts me hurts you... Very much.

Peace... I'm out!

dedicated to me!!!

Hello people, 

I loved all the response that my last post attracted. I laughed at some of the comments though but hey, it was amazing reading your views... Thanks so much, I truly appreciate each and everyone of you who have been commenting on my blog. My heart is filled with so much appreciation for you all. God bless you guys for moi (French class make finish for here koraaa... Ghana pidgin mode activated from now. So take out your pens and papers, teacher de class top.lol)

Was reading through my old publications (Hmm... imagine me sounding like a great writer.lol) the other time when I saw a comment Brenda wrote for me on this post.  I loved it and thought I should share as it makes lots and lots of sense and should be like a food for thought for everyone. Please enjoy...

"Always remember the good things in life,

don't dwell on the things that are sad

for life is a diary of memories

some good... some bad.

But just remember there's purpose in all

whether joyful or peppered with pain

and 'though storm clouds for now

may have darkened your skies,

soon the sun will break through once again

So just rest in the thought

that God cares for us all

holding each of us in His great hand

as He guides us and comforts us

both great and small

'til we all reach that promised land"

Hope you enjoyed it as I did, have an awesome weekend ahead! Blessings and more...

Peace I'm out!

What's Wrong With Making The First Move On a Guy You Like?

Hello everyone!

Its Friday!!! I love Fridays. Seriously... Anyway, how are you all doing? I trust everyone is doing exceptionally well, yes?

So, yesterday during lunch time, I overheard ( I said overheard o! It wasn't kokonsa *gossip*) a lady colleague (let me call her Esi) telling another lady friend of hers (who I would call Ama) how she was so much into this guy and how she's been trying to get his attention to no avail.

Ama, the other colleague told her that making the first move on a guy is no big deal for her at all, and that, it's just a matter of letting the guy know or making one or two gestures to give the guy the signal that she likes him. Esi thought doing that will make the guy think of her as a "cheap" girl if the relationship ever succeeds and will also not bring her any kind of respect as this is not acceptable in our society. And may I ask why it is not acceptable in our society? Still cracking my head again for answers

This is for the ladies. Will one be regarded as "cheap" for making a move on a guy she likes first? And for the guys, has any lady made a move on you? and how did you feel towards the lady?

Personally, I dont see anything wrong in making a first move on a guy you like, as long as you have not made it a life habit; you know... like we have womanizers? Just don't know what the female version of that would be called. Manizers? lol. But aside from some of those exceptions, if you make the first move on a guy and he says no (kai but that sounds funny o!), e no be crime now! You move on! Is it not better to try and be denied than not try at all? 

Have a fabulous weekend y'all... Blessings and more, to you and yours!  

Peace... I'm out!

Nice... Or What?

Greetings blogville,

This is I today... The intention I must confess was not merely to look good, but also to save money; 'cause God knows, I am carrying this hairdo to the end of this year. Even if e smell, I go buy spray use am maintain the swag. lol. But seriously, person for think of how to save some cash this time around abi? Christmas is almost here...

The story of this hair which has become the gist of my post is not a small thing o! Hmm... So here I was at the salon yesterday trying to braid my hair, the lady now said since I have been braiding with black all the time, I should change the color... She then suggested this color for me o!

So this is me after the braids, I felt I look kinda weird and not feeling myself at all, but upon getting to work this morning, almost everyone had something nice to say about it, and my confidence level has therefore shot up to 99%. lol. 

But like Jesus, I ask, "and you... What sayest thou about the hairdo of the daughter of man?" You like? Wo! Abeg tell me something nice... No fall my hand o! lol.

  

Peace... I'm out!

When Life Happens...

Hello good people of blogville,

The weekend was too short for me 'cause I didn't have enough rest. Had to do lots of rounds that I had procrastinated for a while now, and I am glad I managed to get them out of the way... For this, I feel really good. 

The Melcom Storey Building before & After

Yesterday, I drove past the Melcom storey building that collapsed and I just couldn't help but shed tears. The sight even 5days after the unfortunate event is still pitiful... There are still rescuers and the Israeli team (which came to help) working  tirelessly to get the rest of the people still trapped in there out. This got me so sad and has inspired this post...

You wake up in the morning with the excitement of having a job to go to; you tell friends and family "see you later in the day", only to go and never return. What a sad way to end a promising life.

This incident got me thinking... Is all the struggling to acquire this and that worth it after all? What is the backbiting and cheating for? What is the fight for power and supremacy for? My heart is so heavy because I have seen that, for real, all this is vanity upon vanity. The worries of this life are really not worth dying for.

Our lives are surely like a flower. It blossoms in the morning and dries up by evening. I pray we all retrace our steps back to God. I pray we seek him first, I also pray we re-dedicate our lives to Him, because He alone is our source of safe escape.

The Bible says that "the name of the Lord is a strong tower (a refuge and a place of complete safety); the righteous run into it and is safe. I pray we will all forever be protected by God, now and always, Amen! 

Safety will remain of the Lord.

Peace... I'm out! (can see Toin smiling)

Hope is to still believe, even when it's hard!

Hello my people!

Its frridday!!! (hi5 to Toin) *sides eyes 9jagreat* lol

ok, I finally got my book on Wednesday the 7th from Lara, thanks very much sis, God bless!

I read this piece on 360degrees and couldn't help but share, and this has become very necessary also, because of a departmental three storey building that collapsed here in Accra killing a number of workers and shoppers as such and also, because of my last Post. Enjoy!!!

"Hope never dies... You might lose it, and when you find it again, you will see it is still alive. Hope comforts those who mourn; when love is weak, hope makes you strong. Hope helps us forgive; it makes us confident today, that tomorrow will be better than yesterday; that where we are now is not the last bus stop, but merely one of the many bus stops on our way. "the last bus stop"; that whether the good Lord ( whose we are and Who we serve) snatches us out of the fire or takes us through it, the story of our lives will not end in the fire...

There will be another chapter because we are coming out of the fire, Amen! Hope tells us, that no matter what is happening now, we shall smile again... Yes!!! Hope is powerful... Hope is a beautiful thing... Hold on to hope and don't lose it... And even if you loose it, search for it and find it (it will most probably be at the same place where you lost it)... it never gives up on you... Hold on to hope...HOPE NEVER DIES"

For more details of this, please visit the site, there are amazing stuff for you to read and enjoy! Have a fabulous weekend you all, best wishes!

Peace... I'm out!

Life does not add up sometimes...

Hello everyone,

Today I am not a happy person, I am extremely saddened by a story a friend of mine told me. In fact, this story has got me thinking...

So, the story my friend told me was this... a young mother buys a taxi for a young man so that while he is making a living he can also do school run for her, because she has a son in pre-school. Kind hearted woman you would say, but the guy starts well, and then one day picks the boy from school and never took him back home to his mother. Next thing we knew, the boy gets killed by the young man for rituals, and then pleads insanity on his arrest and prosecution... By the way, have I said that this is true story already? Well... Yes it is, but this is just the beginning.

This devastates the lady and her family so much, that her grandmother dies out of heart attack and her mum dies of shock a few weeks after...

The young woman struggles through and manages to survive despite all the bad things which have happened to and around her. Now, a few years later, she gets pregnant again (thankfully you would say, yes?), does shopping for the unborn child, prepares to welcome perhaps the only thing that could have been a source of consolation and joy, only to go into labour, never to return... Yes she died... She and her baby...  

Matters arising: I am thinking. I am just thinking... So this cab driver... This wicked guy who has caused this whole mess (killing four generations like that) is still walking the streets a free man. You all remember this post cracking my head for answers? If someone walks up to this fellow and smashes a bottle on his head so hard that he dies a slow and painful death, would the person have done any wrong? I'm just asking... I'm just thinking.

It's easy to speak of this situation with great fortitude when one is not directly connected to this experience. But I listened to my friend who is somehow related to this family, and I could feel his brokenness and bitterness; yet I did the usual speak grace and encouragement to a weak spirit - trusting God that I made some kind of difference. Yet, when we finished chatting, I said to myself "if I were in his shoes, would I have listened?' Hmm... I'm just asking... I'm still thinking.

Well... I can only lift up a prayer... Lord, You know us through and through... You know our end from our beginning. We trust in you with all our hearts. Preserve us from the eyes of the wicked and the heart of the unreasonable. That which is entrusted into Your care, You are able to keep and preserve (that is what Your word says)... Keep us; Preserve us; Sustain us... Us and Ours. We trust in You to never fail us, and to help us make sense out of issues of life which do not quite add up. We believe in You and will always trust You.

And I pray for me... Help my mind O Lord... 'Cause I'm still thinking.

Peace... I'm out!

Shouts Out... In The Mist Of The Storm

Hello wonderful people, 

I am glad to be alive today, I am thankful and grateful to my maker for how far He has brought me and my family, we have come this far by Grace...

Before I continue, I want to thank each and everyone of you for your comments on my last post. In fact, I have learnt some new cool stuff. Thanks so much, I really really appreciate it, God bless your sweet hearts for me.

In the midst of the Hurricane Sandy storm that is happening in the US now... In the midst of all the bomb blasts going on in Nigeria... in the midst of the chaos and confusion happening all around us, the Lord knows and will always protect His own. We are blessed and highly favored! And like every other thing we have been through, this too shall pass.

shout out to Ginger, Doshix, Gbemisoke I believe you guys are safe where you are... My thoughts and prayers are with you. Brownskinaijachic come back and blog soon I beg. Lucy, your next post is long overdue. Brenda, thanks for everything, God Bless you.

Please, who knows where Amaka and Mrs Ndem are? Been a while since we read anything from them.

Best wishes to all of you.

Peace... I'm out!

Cracking Ma Head For answers

Hello my people,

I believe you all are doing great, yes? This Friday is a holiday here in Ghana and everywhere Islam is preached and followed; and I just cant wait! I love holidays to bits, seriously... Anyway, school has started for me again and this time, the pressure is much. In fact, e no be easy, but God dey.

Shout out to my new followers, I appreciate your being here. Do continue reading and commenting.

There is so much going on in my head these days, and just as it is my habit, whenever I hit a brick-wall on the issues, I would always prefer to bring them to my dependable blogsville (that's you by the way... hehehe) to share my burden and share their thoughts on the matter. This here, is one of those many issues:

When a thief is caught, he explains that his actions were as a result of the harsh life he's been through. And I wonder; what about the harshness the person who has been stolen from will go through?

A fraudulent banker, a lying lawyer, an unethical doctor, a dubious politicians... They all have their reasons for the actions they take. But what about the people their actions deprive? Shouldn't we learn to think and act beyond ourselves and our needs?

Is there any justification which suffices, for the deprivation of the deserving?

Is it my mind, or am I making sense?

Peace... I'm out!

Now, I have a Question + Versatile Award!

My people,

How una dey?

I want to say a very big thank you to sweet Relentless, and sweet Ay for awarding me with the versatile blogger award! chei! blog awards fill my heart with so much joy cos' it shows how much you are appreciated. I take a bow and say thanks, I will work on it soon even though I did a post on that here sometime ago.

Now, I've got a question but before that, I will love for you all to check this site out 360degreeslove its an amazing site and purely on relationships, you will be glad you did.

Ok... So lots of believers "claim" they don't and won't listen to secular music because it is worldly and pollutes their souls. They say the artists are sold out to the devil. But they watch movies written, produced, directed and acted by self confessed gays and satanists, illuminatists, buddhists, freemasons, etc; and they declare those guys are their heroes and mentors.

Is this ignorance, a lack of understanding, hypocrisy or falsehood?

Ignorance - because in all the wisdom we bask in, we still follow blindly and mindlessly; 

Lack of understanding - because in the midst of all the information released to us both from the scripture and the pulpit, we still lack a grasp of the implications of the actions we take and the things we indulge in; 

Hypocrisy - because even though our hearts tell us the truth, we choose the broad path, filling our hearts with justifications that describe our foolishness... A fool says in his heart, that there is no God; 

Falsehood - because we live so much in the path of the lies we tell ourselves that we suddenly accept them to be the true state of things, and ultimately using it as basis for propounding theories of hell and branding them as suitable for the Lord's House.

We won't listen to Beyonce, the Ojays and Montell Jordan, but we'll watch "fighting temptation"; we condemn DMX, but love "Quater Past dead", and "Romeo Must die"; we call Jimmy Cliff a weed smoking rasta who cannot positively influence young people, yet we watch "marked for death"; we call Ice Cube a gangster who should not be walking the streets a free man, but we have watched "xXx: State of the Union" over and over again.

I ask again, Is this ignorance, a lack of understanding, hypocrisy or falsehood? What are we not getting right?

Peace... I'm out!

The Abuse... The Abuser... The Abused...

Greetings Blogsville,

I have been thinking about this for a long time, and I really think it's time for me to talk about it:

Sometimes, we define things merely based on how they suit our agenda. Why do a lot of people speak of abuse only from the perspective of violence against women?

When you beat your wife (for whatever reason), it is abuse. When you disrespect/dishonor your husband (for whatever reason), it is abuse. Note here, that if you say that some men deserve the disrespect they get, then it just might follow that some women deserve the beating they receive.

When you punish your children for the wrong reasons it is abuse. When you chose money and fame over your family, pretending you are doing it for them when you know that you are indeed gratifying your ambitious and vain desires, it is abuse.

When you dishonor your parents, it is abuse. When you intimidate your parents and bend them over to your whims and caprices because of the comfort you provide them, it is abuse.

When you maltreat your house-help because you are irritated by her background or because you feel she doesn't deserve any better, it is abuse. When you make your house-help do all the work even though you have grown up children who can help out around the house, it is abuse. When you feel your 15 year old child deserves to be in bed by 10pm, while your 10 year old house-help stays up till 1am doing house chores (necessary or not) merely because you are paying her, it is abuse. When you will not give your house-help a moments peace, merely because of your paranoiac insecurity (that your husband has his eyes on her), it is abuse. When you want to sleep with your house-help anytime your wife/husband is not around, it is abuse.

When you make the young people in your church do things you wouldn't let your own children do, it is abuse. When you harass them with commitment messages and nuggets, when you know you should advice them never to skip class (while your own children are busy getting the best education), it is abuse.

When you refuse to give your husband/wife sex, or use sex as bargaining power or an ace for control, it is abuse. When you ignore your wife/husband even when you know he/she needs you and is making sense, it is abuse. Man or woman, when all you remember and want to talk about are the bad sides of the people that love you, it is abuse.

When you are unforgiven, stuck up, unnecessarily talkative and stuck to your position, it is abuse. When you feel that only the rich people around you deserve respect, you have abused the poor ones. Anytime you hurt people for the wrong reasons, you have abused them.

Have you abused anyone lately?  WASH THE INSIDE, AND THE OUTSIDE WILL BE CLEAN.

Peace... I'm out

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!!!

Hei mum, 

Today, you would have been 59... You wouldn't have still reached retirement age, but you took an early retirement from this world. You did your job, yes... A great job in leaving the world better than you met it. 

That's my mum

You may have been gone for a while, but for me, it still feels like yesterday, 'cause your memory lingers on in the very depths of my soul. I still remember your birthday and all the other dates which were significant to your life here, I still hold dear. I know you are happy in God's arms... So I cherish and and honour your days. I bless your memory, because you are a part of my story.

The legacy continues 'cause you taught and raised me well. I love you... I always have and always will. Happy birthday mama! 

That's me and my mum... A long while back

I've got so much to tell you... So many questions to ask and so many issues to discuss with you. Well... Yes, I should have said "would have loved to"... To say I miss you is an understatement... When you left (without a sign or any notice... without saying goodbye) I was lost, I thought I was doomed... I thought I was better-off dead; but God found me, He lifted me up, and He favored me... He has been there for me all these years. He heard all the prayers you made for me... Yes He did. 

I will continually love and cherish your memory.... With love from me to you always. Just touching base to let you know that your little girl is all grown up and running things by God's grace (I can see you laughing now). My brothers are doing well too, and you have 4 grandchildren already. Funny how time flies. It can only get better.

Miss you loads mama... You are always in my heart... ALWAYS.

I leave you with my latest signature (chuckles and winks), Peace... I'm out!

When the devil is in your bed...

Greetings my people,

I trust you had a great weekend... I also trust that this new week will unfold greater things for you, yours and us all. I read this story from another site (source at the foot of the writeup), and it brought a lot of issues to mind. I don't want to be preemptive, so I will leave you to read the story, then I will share my thoughts:

"I have learnt not to follow the heart but the mind. I consider myself a smart and wise woman, however even a wise person can be misled. My story… About 25 years ago, I fell in love and married a Igbo guy in the US with the intention to remain married. I worked hard to support him while he attended law school with the hope that he would assist me to get my degree once he finished. However, the moment he got his degree, he realized that he did not want me in his live. He became promiscuous, sleeping with countless young girls all around the place.

Because I am an American, I had fought to keep him in the US after several attempts by the immigration to deport him. I later made him to secure his green card; that was really when the going was good and we all had smiles on our faces. But the good days were short-lived as he abandoned the house, just to go after his numerous concubines and mistresses. To add salt to an open wound, several of his Nigerian concubines became disrespectful ,calling the house and warning me to stop calling him, if not they would never allow him back to the house again.

I would always tell them that he was cheating on them, and that if he could cheat on his wife, then what did they think he would do to them”. I should have whipped both their ***, not because they were sleeping with him, but because of the numerous phone calls. Our vows were a contract between him and I so he was wrong no matter the number of “women ” that came his way. Not only was his heartless act a thorn in my heart, but for the fact that I’m still paying taxes I owed because of him. This has led to a complicated medical condition, leaving me disabled. I am very Mad and frustrated now.

He has since returned to Nigeria and doing very well as a businessman. I just learnt he is a renowned businessman down there. I have also discovered that he never even told his family back home that he was married to me, and that one of his concubines was his wife.

I still care about this guy. However, a part of me is angry and would always wish he goes through the same pain I went through because of him. He made me look stupid before my family and friends. We have since divorced but chat on and off and even talk about getting back together again. I’m not sure if I can ever fully trust him again; so sleeping with him, I guess would be like “Sleeping with the Devil”.

The experience has left me bitter and don’t trust many people especially African (Igbo) men."

After reading this story I sat and wondered not just about this woman's experience (if her side of the story is anything to go by), but also about how one person's behavior can stir up a stereotype which affects communities and generations of people from that community. In Ghana, the first thing that comes out of the mouth of the average Ghanaian when a Nigerian passes by is "419". In Ghana Ewes and Akans have an age old beef which has torn many marriages apart. 

Much as we so passionately agree with Martin Luther King Jr, when he said that people should be judged based on the content of their character, I hold the view that we must all be careful what we do and say, and how we generally relate with people; because you might be all those people need to assess your kind. Now this American lady has a beef with African (Igbo) men, because of one... I hold my fire.

So many other issues arise out of this story, please feel free to share your thoughts on the one(s) that pinch you.

Peace... I'm out!

Source of story: Daily Post

White Knight in Rusty Armour II... I SLEPT WITH THE WOMEN

Greetings Blogsville, 

As a follow up to my post late last week on the suspected uncertified abortion doctor who was sexually abusing his patients, I thought I should share with you excerpts of the police interrogation… I do this out of a great sense of responsibility, not just because I am a woman, but because I feel that there is so much going on in our society… So much we need to follow up and pursue to a logical conclusion.

So for those of you who up till now are unable or too uncomfortable to watch the video, I trust that this excerpt as lifted from Mr. Anas Aremeyaw Anas’s facebook page (under the title “sexy lord of abortion”), of the exchange between the suspect and the police (and pasted below) will help you get a full picture of what we are dealing with here:

"Joshua Drah, administrator of the Universal Mission Clinic, the man in the middle of the abortion sex case, after several denials during the joint Police Criminal investigations Department (CID) and Panthers Unit raid at his clinic, finally confessed to the offense.

When quizzed by the arrest party at his office, the ‘Dr.’ expressed surprise at the whole arrest. At some point he evaded questions and at other times, claimed that he did not remember events.

He further denied flatly at the CID headquarters all the allegations that were read out to him by the Police, thereby pushing the police to play the raw footage of him in the middle of the act. To say that he was shocked after watching the video is an understatement. He finally confessed… Excerpts of the conversation are as follows:
When the video starts playing

CID: Is this your place?
Drah: Yes.

CID: Drah, is it you?
Drah: Hm?
CID: Is it you in the video?
Drah: Yes it’s me, it’s enough

Amongst other things established in the course of the raid, it became clear that he was not a doctor but rather a medical assistant with training from Togo. He is unable to tell where his supervising doctor, a certain Dr. Solomon. Additionally, he admitted that he did not have the necessary license to operate the place, although he had been working at the Universal Mission Clinic for over a decade.
Journalist: Mr Drah, do you know what is going on here, do you have an idea of what is likely to happen?
`Drah: No, I don’t have an idea. In fact it’s concerning the clinic I don’t know why they’ve arrested me
Journalist: Is your clinic illegal; are you operating illegally?
Drah: No, I registered but they didn’t give me the this thing yet …
Journalist: Are you operating with a license
Drah: I have license but they haven’t given me the this thing yet, that’s go ahead from the Ministry of Health
Journalist: How many years have you done that?
Drah: 15 years, but we are establishing it small small because the place was listed.

After admitting that he had sex with the girls, the doctor beat another retreat on the issue of whether or not he used condoms in the middle of the abortion. A visibly confused Drah was left to manage weary smiles intermittently and at other times played to the tune of an absent minded person during the interrogation. Finally, he let the cat out of the bag - he did not know his HIV status!
CID: Do you wear a condom when doing this?
Drah? Yes
CID: How and when do you wear it, look; I am asking do you wear condoms?
Drah: No
CID: Drah, do you know your HIV status
Drah: No
CID: Does your wife know this is what you are doing with strangers?
Drah: No
CID: We have brought you here because you are operating an illegal abortion clinic and when doing the abortion, you have been having sex with them. Is it true?
Drah: I cannot remember
CID: I am asking again, before you do the abortion operation you have sex with the victims, is it true or not true?
Drah: I cannot remember anything
CID: But have you done that before; what do you mean by you cannot remember; So you want proof?
Drah: [sits smiling] yes
CID: Should we show it to you, I am asking you ‘doc’?
Drah: Yes, bring it if I can see
CID: Do you have a license?
Drah: Not yet!

CID: So who is your supervising doctor?
Drah: Dr. Solomon from Accra
CID: Which hospital; what is his number?
Drah: I have forgotten it
CID: How long have you been operating it?
Drah: I can say for 10 years
CID: What is the name of your clinic?
Drah: Universal mission Clinic
CID: Are you a medical doctor?
Drah: No, medical assistant.
CID: How did you obtain your certificate as medical assistant?
Drah: Yes, I’ve been to medical this thing … all my training I did it in Togo"

Imagine the risk some women put themselves through. He is not even licensed to operate a clinic yet and he has been operating for the past 15 years (according to the excerpt from Anas) I can’t help but wonder the number of ladies who have fallen victim to quack medical practitioners over the years; how a lot of young women die after “a brief illness” and we might not even have the presence of mind to think that it was because of their visit to one of these "slaughter houses"... It’s worse for me when I see that obviously our "doctor" gave answers which will help his case in court when he finally gets there (like “I don’t remember”, “I can’t remember”, “I have forgotten it”, “I have been to medical this thing”… And the police couldn't try to pin him down with a detailed and more convincing confession). My fear is that if the Anas video "as is" is anything to go by, and if care is not taken, this man will in no time be walking down the streets a free man – he might just relocate to another area and continue his business.

I am following this story keenly and will surely fill you in as it continues to unfold. In the interim, permit me to ask, do you think this man’s confession can even secure a guilty verdict and subsequent prison sentence? The court of public opinion is one place, and a true court is another… Or am I being unnecessarily fussy about the outcome of this matter?

God bless Africa... God bless us all!

Peace... I'm out!

White Knight in Rusty Armour... The Abortion Doctor

Hello everyone,

No... I am not bringing the video here but going to talk about it. I am sure you all or most of you have heard of the ace undercover investigative journalist Anas Aremeyaw Anas, the guy is doing a great job here in Ghana.

Anas recently went undercover (as he always does) to a hospital where the doctor in charge carries out series of abortions in a day with unsterilized tools, and in the most gory way. I just watched the video and I doubt if I will be able to get over the double-barrel "pain and disgust" in a long while. The video is bad and the doctor is worse.

What the doctor does to his victims before carrying out the abortion is even much worse... He sleeps with them first... Yes! You read it right! He sleeps with them without a condom, capitalizing on their desperation and obvious naivety; telling them that if he doesn't sleep with them, the abortion won't be successful because a membrane was covering the womb and he has to sleep with them before the womb can open for the abortion to be carried out. See here

The "sexy lord of abortion" as the producers put it, had sex with all his victims before carrying out the abortion. I am sad...extremely sad because the doctor took advantage of the desperate situation the ladies were in and may have even infected them with STDs in the process. You all need to see the video in order to be the judge. I pray God forgives and protect the ladies.

Abortion is not good... Abortion kills babies who have a right to be born and have a shot at life just as you and I... Please tell a friend to tell a friend who will then tell a sister that abortion is like putting a gun in someone's head and blowing his brains out. I know the line which says that there are a number of medical reasons which justify the act of abortion, and you and I know that this is not the subject of our discuss now.

So if you are not ready, please use contraception. I wish I don't have to make this recommendation (and this goes to all my born again folks), but if I were to choose between abortion and contraception, I would recommend... No! Strongly recommend!!! contraception.

Peace... I'm out!

Let's Discuss This Please... A Hurting Marriage Needs Your Help

My dear people of blogville, 

Over the weekend, I had the opportunity to be a marriage counselor for a few minutes. The man I spoke with was shattered, broken and really bitter; and the reason for his lividity was the infidelity of his wife. Yes you heard right... His wife.

According to the man (because he was the one I had the opportunity of talking to) he has been married to his wife for a number of years and within that period, he has had cause on two occasions to suspect and actually believe that his wife was cheating on him: the first one was based on information from his own friend and the second one was based on an eye witness account given by his own cousin. 

The lady confirmed the first incident and apologized for it, but she denied the second one saying  that she went to see a pastor who took her to a hotel room to pray for her and their marriage, insisting that nothing happened at that meeting other than the prayers.

The man is bitter and shattered because he loves his wife to bits and yet wants to divorce her; but you could hear from the uncertainty in his voice when he got to the point of talking about divorce, that this is an option he is not keen on exercising.

After listening carefully to him I told him that we all go through and actually have challenges of some sort in our relationships, so I recommended that he should talk with his wife or let a trusted person talk to her in order to find out exactly what her problems are and why she is not content with her relationship; maybe she's not satisfied sexually or she's under some form of spiritual or genetic influence or their marriage is going through a transition which makes her feel that she's fallen out of love with him... I recommended above all that he should talk to his pastor (because he is a devout Christian and an active member of the church where he worships) and allow him to get involved in the process of dealing with this attack on their marriage and to counsel them both towards healing and a more beautiful marriage relationship.

I want us to discuss this, what could probably be the reason for the lady's actions apart from the ones I already gave? Do you think divorce can help calm the man down? I'm asking this because he said he had to beat the wife up when he got wind of the 2nd saga which according to her was merely a prayer session with a pastor and nothing more. Also, if she really went to see a pastor, was the hotel room an ideal place for them to meet?

I will be most obliged to read what you also think about this issue. Thanks for reading and commenting. 

Peace... I'm out!