GAME UP FILM PREMIERE

On the 17th of July, 2020 in the City of Makurdi, Benue State Capital, Film Maker and Writer Conan Moses Anyamikegh premiered his latest work GAME UP; a film that treats the topic of Rape and advocates for justice for victims of Rape and also encourages victims  not to suffer in silence but speak up in time of abuse.

The event had prominent dignitaries from the State in attendance. Top on the list was the First Lady of the State Dr. Mrs. Eunice Ortom who was represented by the State's Commissioner for Youth and Sports Mrs. Ladi I. Ajene. Others were, Arc. Wilfred Bula a Politician and Public Speaker, Dr. Mrs. Victoria Daaor the Executive Director of ELOHIM Development Initiative, Chief Mrs. Doosuur Dzoho MD Top Choice Bakery and a host of other celebrities from the entertainment industry and  development sector in the State.

Below are a few pictures from the event.

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SEX IN SACRED PLACES: THE FATOYINBO - DAKOLO STORY

What people don't know is that the Church of God has been a perfect place for the devil to plant his agents. These agents come in the guise of angels, and mortal men like us tend to play advocates for these agents believing we are involved with the Lord's anointed.

Please, Men of God are also fallible. They are mortal like us and must not be seen as divine beings devoid of wrong doing. So those people who are quick to defend pastors whenever their names pop up in murky waters should tarry a while... I have seen a hand full do things you would swear they never did should I speak about it. Trust me you don't wanna open that closet.

Women most times, for the simple fact that they suffer shaming in a mtale domineering society, would rather not speak out when they suffer sexually related abuses let alone by the hand of a supposedly man of God. Who would believe their story? Especially when we see these men of God as infallible? Surprisingly, you see women  being the first to line up in defence of the offender just because of that cliché 'Our Daddy in the Lord' or 'The Lord's Anointed'. They will make the victim feel like she is the worst of creatures and even if eventually it is proven that she was actually abused or assaulted, you will hear statements like "She seduced him. The pastor is also human...Why would you go to greet him in his office?" and Blablablabla.... Now let me remind you David in the Bible, the man after God's heart, killed for his lust over a woman. Read also about an ancient Pope by the name Borgia who also kept and had sexual relations with a mistress while he held sway as Pope. Would you compare these two to our dear COZA overseer? Don't get me wrong, I have not passed judgement yet, I am only projecting a possibility where lust could be in the veins of men of God too thus making them assault, harass or even rape their unsuspecting members. We must also remember, in Nigeria today, people are only what I call 'Churchprenuers' a coinage I have derived from  the words 'Church' & 'Entrepreneur'; they are into Church business (for the money) and not truly having divine calling to serve God. Such Church business owners could do with some pleasurable benefits that come with such a business don't you think so?

I therefore submit that Pastor Biodun Fatoyinbo may not be as innocent as many people may wish him to be. Busola Dakolo's voice should not be written off just yet because we may be unmasking the face of a Rapist in the Church. Yes, sex do happen in sacred places too... I will write again!

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MEMOIRS OF A HEARTBROKEN LOVER PART 4

 

The second slap slowed her down and she raised up both arms to shield her face from another eventual slap. She was breathing heavily, and as I watched her chest rise and fall in breath, I felt no remorse at all. All I wanted was the phone.

I wanted to know this impostor, this intruder, this man that had bested me in the eyes of the woman I had loved dearly. This man that had risen a beast in me, this man that was now addressed 'baby' even in my very presence. This man that had spoilt a sweet four-year romance. The blood still dropped from her nose and I still loved her enough not to show remorse, I still burned inside with the rage of a wounded predator ready to crush any prey in his way. I was vexed.

She finally raised up her face, I wasn't sure what I saw in her eyes. Whether it was shock, plea, or hate; I never cared.

"So you slapped..." She started saying but... The slap again!

I was a beast now, and what mattered now was not her pain but an urgent answer! Or explanation(s) to what was going on. I had lost every civil sense of doing things, so I was going to know what it was that stole my love and replaced my life with incomprehensible pain the hard way.

She lost it too; she let those demons loose and the down pour of revelations began. Her voice was back on top gear;

"You wanna know right?" She began "yes, I'm seeing someone and I love him. I love him more than you. So what are you gonna do about it? Kill me? If you like beat me, do your worst but its not gonna change a thing..." She continued her rants but I wasn't listening anymore. I had won, I now knew. No! Confirmed, because I had suspected all along. My senses were now back and I felt sorry, I had slapped my beloved. Not once but thrice, I had gone the whole nine yards just to be sure another man was in the picture. In that moment I now felt her pain, she had stopped ranting now and was crying. I don't know whether it was because of the guilt of confessing to something she had earlier denied or it was due to the fact that I had slapped her for the first time in 4 years of been together, more so do it in a very violent way. I felt her pain so I moved close and tried to touch her but she pushed my hand away.

"Why didn't you tell me all these in the first place? Why did you have to let it come down to this before saying something?" I was now regretting my actions and I know I needed to apologize. So I tried to.

"Listen, am sorry I slapped you. But I did it because I love you and I was hurting inside. Please am sorry."

She continued sobbing and looked away as i talked. I continued;

"You said you love him?" I asked hoping to get another answer.

"Yes"

"And you prefer him to me?"

"Yes"

"OK, I won't stop you. But know this; I'm truly sorry I did slap you. However that person won't ever love you the way I did. Mark my words, this is not a curse though."

I looked at the table beside me, on top of it was an award given to us before graduation as the 'best couple' in the department. I picked it up and handed it to her.

"What do I do with this?" I asked.

"You can keep it." Was the answer I got and she picked her bag from where it lay on the bed and shoved her way past me and out of my door! And out of my life!

Watch out for the last part: MEMOIRS OF A HEARTBROKEN LOVER (THE AFTERMATH)!

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MEMOIRS OF A HEARTBROKEN LOVER PART 3

My body temperature had an instant rise and in a span of seconds I could feel my heart hammering at my ribs with the aggression of a thunder drum player. Her words reechoed in my head; "Baby, I'm somewhere now, will see you at home on my way back!"

Did she actually do that? Or my ears were playing a trick on me? No, it had happened.

Trying so hard to keep my emotions in check I asked;

"Who called you?"

"Someone" came the casual response.

"I know someone did. But who?" I persisted.

"Listen, you were saying something before the call. So can you continue pls?" She said with careless abandon.

ANTIA SUCCESS CHINYERE- MODEL

My face was now turning red as all the blood in my body seemed to be moving upward, I was still trying to be civil. I knew my situation was almost getting beyond my control but I needed to push on so I asked one more time;

"Who called you?" This time I got silence and attitude for an answer. "Let me have your phone" I demanded.

"Last time I checked it was my phone not yours. And please if you don't have anything more for us to discuss I should be on my way." She said rudely and stood up.

I was up immediately from my sitting position and in front of her with my hand stretched;

 "let me have that phone" my voice was now choked with emotion.

Every other person but her, would have known better than to go against my demand. But obviously she was unaware of the demons that lay in wait for her in the form of a pent up aggression that was suppressed by me for days on. So she was still adamant and would not give me the phone.

I made to snatch it and she backed off, that's when I lost it. The demons were here and I couldn't control them, and everything happened so fast. The slap was intense and brutal. Her surprise and shock swallowed her voice and her shout was rather faint. She was thrown off balance and she landed backward on my bed. In anger, she rose from the bed and I didn't notice the trickle of blood that ran down her nose... The slap again!

TO BE CONTINUED....

Disclaimer:

The picture used in this article has been used with the approval of the model and has nothing to do with the story published.

 

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