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Short Story: Retribution | By: Aminu Temitope


Juliet dried her hands in the hot blast of air from the electric dryer in the restroom when suddenly her phone chimed repeatedly. She swiped to unlock. They were twitter notifications as she tapped to view. The tweet was nightmarish!Her first reaction was surprise, then disbelief, in it’s wake, denial and finally a howling anguish. Her breaths became heavy, abruptly breaking into violent sobs that racked her petite frame.
Trails of dark lines forked beneath her eyes as tears trickled over her mascara, making a mess of a face that had, seconds ago, been a palette of faultless cosmetic art. She wiped off the rivulets and looked again at the image on her screen: It was a picture of herself utterly unclad, smiling and posing obscenely, posted on twitter!
International BadMan@MistaRomeo
This one’s for you@Honeyberry
8:00am . 04 May 2015
123 RETWEETS          50 FAVOURITES
The comments beneath the picture read:
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@TDot: @MistaRomeodamn bro!!! Respect! You the real MVP
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@MissDavido: @MistaRomeo when will all this stupid girls learn …another one again? smh
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@prettymoi: @MistaRomeoyou so stupid for tweeting this. Naija guys r just immature.
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@Omoba: @MistaRomeohaha! I have been waiting for nudes. She fine tho. Thanks boss
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Every comment she read, in her mockery or defense, shattered her very existence as it cascaded down on her; each shard trapped in the pixels of the image that threatened to pull her into its virtual recess. 
She tore her gaze off the screen, gripping the washbasin to steady herself as she suddenly became light-headed. This happened to other people, not her! She had seen obscene pictures of girls recklessly posted on twitter, some she had mocked, and others she had empathized with and waved off as fall-outs of an acrimonious break-up or feud.
But she never imagined it would happen to her. Not her! Not her! Her singular moment of indiscretion had come to haunt her. Romeo was undoubtedly the devil. How did she always end up with scumbags? His sweet words, teasing smile and ostensible sincerity had charmed her as she agreed thoughtlessly to his whims and indulgences. Her mind poured over events of that fateful day
“Let’s do something crazy? “He had said‎
“What?” she had asked

“Lets me have a nude picture of you on my phone, it would be pleasurable reminder of your awesomeness. Don’t you think?”‎


“No. I don’t want a naked picture of me taken talk less of having it on your phone,” she had retorted


“Come on ….It would be our little secret. I promise not to show anyone, guard it as a gift from you till my dying days. Pretty please” he had said teasingly
His glib tongue eventually beguiled her into throwing away her senses. Now she wished she had been more cautious. They had eventually broken off about a month ago after a heated argument in which he almost went physical on her.
Her mentions exploded as more people commented and retweeted. Soon the picture would be on every blog, it would be talked about for days, if not weeks. The wounds left behind by this scourge would fester forever. Nothing would remain the same again. By God, this would be the last time any man ridiculed her, she swore.
From the murkiest depths of her mind, a sinister thought spawned, inexplicably calming her as there was a sudden clarity of what she needed to do next. She wiped her eyes again, sniffing as she stared into the mirror hung on the wall. Her eyes were red but her face was menacingly placid.
She checked her watch it was 3:00pm.Good. In quick mechanical movements, she cleaned her face, reapplied her make-up, squirming her skirt into place and smoothing her hair. She left the restroom and strutted down the hallway of the bank where she worked, past her cubicle and towards the exit, avoiding glances from her colleagues who noticed a nuance in her disposition. Had they seen the picture? Soon it wouldn’t matter.
She made for her Toyota Matrix in the parking lot. Romeo, any moment from now, should be leaving his office at Ahmadu Bello Avenue. If she drove fast enough she could reach him before he left. The car hurtled dangerously along the stretch from Ojuelegba to Victoria Island. Blaring horns and the squawks from passers-by occasionally jarred her out of her reverie as she steered with half-attention
Parked at a distance from the entry of his work place, she waited patiently, like a lion waiting to pounce on its prey, her loathing of him growing stronger; strengthening her resolve.
A security guard, noticing a distraught lady seated in a car, approached.
“Madam any problem”

“No problem sir, I am waiting for someone” she said in the sweetest voice she could muster and he left. She waited


3:20pm
3:25pm
3:30pm
Then she spotted him exiting the front gate and he was alone in a benign twist of fate. Her grip on the steering wheel was deathly, cold fury seeped through her veins as her gaze was riveted on her unwitting victim. In a paroxysm of hatred, rage and hurt, she slammed hard on the gas pedal, revving the car into piercing screeches as it started murderously at him. She could see his petrified expression change to recognition and then horror as he frantically sought to evade the collision. It was too late.
A loud shrill from his lips was abruptly cut short as she ran him over, distinct cracking sounds could be heard, testimony of crushed bones. She halted a few meters from the body; peering back at him as he grappled for life .His mangled body, scantily cloaked by his now ripped shirt was suffused with dirt and crimson. He soon lay motionless.
Terrified cries of on-lookers with their hands clasped together on their heads rented the air. Some rushed to the scene; others stood in horror. Her mind was suddenly tranquil as she zoomed off at full speed,unbuckling her seatbelt as she veered,head on, towards the trunk of a tree by the roadside.
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Aminu Temitope is a brilliant writer. Her stories have been published on several platforms including naijastories. 
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Opinion: Before We Rehab Majek Fashek | By: By Jibril Musa

Turning his life around should be a concern of all. People have tried in their own ways. Notably, filmmaker Charles Novia tried to resuscitate his art. Broaster and leading presenter Lara Owoeye-Wise two years ago tried her best to give him a new lease of life. Now his former backup singer, Massachusetts US-based Monica Omorodion Swaida is burning the candle at both ends to raise fund for him. Musician Wadada once took him to CMC where the Prisoner of Conscience singer answered the altar call and gave his life to Christ. And we thought: this is it! The kiss of life for Majek. Sadly, with each effort, Majek sinks deeper into whatever perdition that is trying to consume him.
In the last few weeks, a Save-Majek movement has been gathering steam and sinew. As positive forces are rallying again for another effort at saving this icon from apparent doom, it is necessary to have this oversight. As the Yoruba say, “Ise ki dede se”, to wit, tragedy don’t just happen. In science-speak, action begets reaction. For those in the know, Majek’s predicament is not drug-related, neither is it alcoholism-fuelled; there is a deeper, dark cause. Understanding that will help Project Rehab Majek go a long way. Whatever Pandora Box Majek opened, let him break his Omerta and tell us- the red line he crossed; the rules he broke; forbidden territories he trod upon – lest we toil in vain again.
Given the past precedents of failed rehab, it is obvious to the Good Samaritans taking charge of the rescue effort that Majek needs spiritual rehabilitation as much as he needs physical therapy. He needs a fresh anointing. Suffice to say that this time, we either get it right, or let Majek be – consigned to the trashcan of history. This should not sound harsh or fatalistic; rather, it is a charge for sturdy resolution by every heart involved in the project to see it through to logical conclusion this time around. Please give it all you have. Goodwill, prayer, cash and connection. Let us see Majek rise again. To every one helping out, Jah bless.
Metamorphosis of Majek Fashek
In the theatre of travails and triumphs, the Majek Plot is about life in reverse – the happy ending first; the conflicts; the calamities. If his life were to be an original play, it will aptly be synopsized as “A Life in Three Acts.”
In the beginning, he was with Ja’ Stix, Benin-based reggae group comprising of him, his cousin, Amos McCroy and Black O’Rice as the nucleus. After toying with names such as RAM, (derived from the acronym of their names) and Jah Revelation, they settled for Jah Stix. They never recorded an album. But as a band, they made waves on TV and at shows. And Majek’s reputation spread like a ripple.
At his prime Majek became reggae’s superstar. The biggest ever from Nigeria, if not Africa as a whole. It started with him going solo and recording the super hit “Send Down the Rain” off the Prisoner of Consciencealbum in 1988. New York Times in 1990 wrote of him: “In Nigeria, his concerts always fill stadiums.” EvenRolling Stone also concurred: “Fashek is a star in his native Nigeria for reasons that are entirely apparent on this record (Prisoner of Conscience). His good luck continued. Signed by Interscope Records, he released Spirit of Love in 1991. In 1997, he dropped The Rainmaker. In 1998, he migrated to America with his family.
Middle age was Majek’s bad season of his life. After his rise to stardom, his life hit a rough patch. His career skidded. He lost control of the steering wheel of his career and his life went into a downward spiral. He plunged into a pit of trials, where chronic alcoholism became his cross and career deterioration his lot. Since then, he has been living a nightmare, a man lost in the wilderness of life. In 2005, Charles Novia brought him in from the cold with the Little Patiencealbum which was modestly successful. But the renaissance was short-lived.
Now, at 55, he has completed a dark cycle, from a prince to a pauper.
Credit: Entertainment Express

Super Falcons media officer, Gracious Akujobi is dead

Super Falcons media officer, Gracious Akujobi has passed on. 
The 33-year-old ex spokesperson of the Nigeria women U17 team Falconets, died on Thursday morning at the General Hospital, Maitama, Abuja. Her last outing was the FIFA World Cup in Canada held a month ago.

“This is a very tragic occurrence. Gracious was such an energetic, hardworking officer and her death has come as a terrible shock. Her commitment to the job was never in doubt. The NFF is in deep mourning with her family over this tragedy.”NFF General Secretary, Dr. Mohammed Sanusi said.

Celtic one step closer to qualifying for the Champions League

Celtic’s Champions League journey began with a comfortable 2-0 qualifying win over Icelandic outfit Stjarnan at Parkhead. The visitors came with hopes of spoiling the party in the first leg of the second qualifying round, but even though the home side passed up several chances to take the lead, they eventually made the breakthrough.
Defender Dedryck Boyata — making his competitive debut — headed in the opener a minute from the break from Stefan Johansen’s cross. The Norwegian midfielder made it 2-0 early in the second-half with a confident finish and even though second-half substitute Leigh Griffiths had a penalty saved in the 78th minute by former Motherwell keeper Gunnar Neilsen, the return game in Iceland next week should be a formality.

Atletico Signs Jackson Martinez

Atletico Madrid have confirmed the signing of Colombian international striker Jackson Martinez.
The club announced the deal for the former Porto man on Wednesday afternoon. The 28-year-old has agreed a four-year contract with Atletico after the Spanish club reportedly met his €35 million (£25 million) release clause.
Atletico sporting director Jose Luis Perez Caminero said on the club’s website: “We are very pleased with the agreement, because Jackson Martinez is an extraordinary striker, able to rapidly solve any attacking play inside the box.”

Martinez, capped 38 times by his country, signed for Porto from Mexican club Chiapas in 2012 and has gone on to score 92 goals in 133 appearances, helping the club in the league title in 2013 and the Super Cup in 2012 and 2013. He scored 13 goals in 24 Champions League matches.

'There is no place for Valdes in my squad' – Van Gaal

Manchester United goalkeeper Victor Valdes will be sold after manager Louis van Gaal claimed he “refused to play” in the reserves. The 33-year-old Spain international was a surprise omission from the pre-season squad currently touring the US.
“He doesn’t follow my philosophy. There is no place for some like that,” said Van Gaal of his January signing. When you are not willing to follow those principles, there is only one way and that is out. It is a big disappointment. It is a pity because we have given him the opportunity to rehabilitate, gave him a contract and then he is fit to play.”
Six-times La Liga winner Valdes joined the club as De Gea’s back-up, after the former Barcelona number one recovered from major knee surgery.

Pablo Aimar retires at age 35

Former Argentina and Valencia midfielder Pablo Aimar has announced his retirement from professional football at the age of 35. The veteran playmaker, who had been playing in his home country with River Plate, announced his plans after coach Marcelo Gallardo left him off the team’s next Copa Libertadores match. Aimar had seen action for River only twice this season due to chronic ankle problems. Valencia bid him farewell via Twitter, saying: 
“One of the players most admired by Valencia fans, Pablo #Aimar, retires from football. #ThanksAimar. They told me I wasn’t going to be on the list for the Copa Libertadores, and I understand,” Aimar wrote in his farewell
letter to teammates. “I don’t want to occupy a place that definitely should be for others.

“Because of this, I decided to stop playing professionally. I will be cheering you on from the stands. I hope that you achieve all that you deserve. One day soon I will stop by to thank you personally for the way you have all treated me.”

Aimar won two La Liga titles under Rafa Benitez while with Los Che and also had seasons at Real Zaragoza and Benfica. He had been capped 52 times by Argentina and won the UEFA Cup in his time at the Mestalla.

Real Madrid top Forbes' most valuable teams list.

Spanish outfit, Real Madrid have for the third year running retained the top spot on Forbes’ list of the 50 most valuable sports teams in the world. Barcelona ($3.16 b) and Manchester United ($3.10) were also included in the top five. The world’s 50 most valuable teams are worth an average US$1.75 billion, up 31 per cent from 2014 according to Forbes.
The 10 most valuable teams 
1. Real Madrid (Football) – $3.26b
2. Dallas Cowboys (NFL) – $3.20b
2. New York Yankees (Baseball) – $3.20b
4. Barcelona (Soccer) – $3.16b
5. Manchester United (Soccer) – $3.10b
6. Los Angeles Lakers (NBA) – $2.60b
6. New England Patriots (NFL) – $2.60b
8. New York Knicks (NBA) – $2.50b
9. Los Angeles Dodgers (Baseball) – $2.40b
9. Washington Redskins (NFL) – $2.40‎b

"His exit was agreed behind his back." Casillas's agent also puts Madrid on blast.

More invectives are being poured on Real Madrid for the club’s alleged ill-treatment of its veteran (ex)player, Iker Casillas who just made a switch to Porto FC. The Spaniard’s agent Santos Marquez has claimed that Casillas’s exit was planned without his knowledge.
Albeit Madrid affirmed that the decorated goalkeeper opted to leave the Bernabeu, Marquez insisted that he was pushed out of the club and that was evident in the farewell ceremony hastily organized  for the skipper who had spent 25 years at the club. Excerpts from his recent interview.

“His exit had been agreed behind his back. Casillas never decided to jump ship and leave Madrid. He was pushed. Casillas did not ask to leave, he has been annoyed and everything about his exit had been agreed behind his back. He has to go, so he accepts that, but at no point did Casillas want to leave.

“One factor was the whistles he received from the Bernabeu, but another is the support from the club. He has never felt defended. Nobody – including Florentino – from the club said ‘I will sit with Iker Casillas and I will defend him to the death’. That never happened.
“Benitez has played hide-and-seek, he let me down. We were hoping to talk to the coach. It has not been fair to Iker, it hasn’t been the exit he deserves – it’s been a disaster.”

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