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28/04/2025

(The Everyday Man - Kano waka)

Kano leaders are amazing…

They trooped in on Easter Sunday for the forex training & trading Academy pre-launch in kaduna, and you can see in their eyes that entrepreneural fire 🔥 yearning to make a difference.

In Kano, they say whatever you have or bringing to them, they are or have it more than you. It’s fascinating but true, haven groomed the likes of Dangote, BUA and global billionaire Icons, and with their teaming population, you’ll quite agree with them.

From the night of our arrival till the actual leaders meeting, you could see them hovering around the hotel we lodged and you can’t but agree that they are hungry for success. Another interesting fact is that all the leaders are closely united, that is, one leader has link to another.

I Learnt very quickly, that the best way to capture all Kano leaders within the MLM Industry or in politics or religion, it’s to capture or lobby the interests of “The sheep with the limping leg” - I think I’ll charge $18,000 to share such value knowledge. I laugh in Mentor Akintayo’s voice 🤪

Wednesday 23rd April, will remain unforgettable as MLM leaders of Kano were emancipated and redirected to the new transformation in Travels, Health and Wealth. They learned how to earn with Forex trading skilllset and introduced to a world class institutional, Almighty Forex trading 6-in-1 Scanner - The killshot, Sniper, Trendwave, to mention but a few.

The next day they trooped to the main venue where we hosted them to a buffet and the hall was packed with leaders and traders -who are tired of the “average life”, who wants to liberated from the shackles of, “bring your money let’s trade for you and give you ROI”, a.k.a Ndi CBEX, MTFE and Omega pro them, that have looted us dry.

These people were ready to get it right one time- last time, to learn from a prestigious renowned academy and earn their worth of years of toiling and seeking for that financial stability from a reliable, credible company.

Kano have beautiful souls, the atmosphere is charged with the spirit of entrepreneurship and the land is fertile and ready for greatness!

I love the everyday people of Kano.

I am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
Your Everyday hustle paddy.

(The Everyday Man- Village  Palava 2) My village people are the most beautifully annoying set of people. Some set of you...
18/04/2025

(The Everyday Man- Village Palava 2)

My village people are the most beautifully annoying set of people.

Some set of youths do too much, they hustle so hard to be recognized in the political space.

Ah! they’re brutal and hard core notorious loyalists. The gods forbid, they don’t degrade to street combatants in the future just to prove their interests.

What my Village people of Obeabor have displayed in the last President General Election was a “point and kill”, for bigger picture that’s orchestrated to manipulate and take control of community.

We have the elderly ones, who rally round behind the scenes and those who openly support and make sure these missions are fulfilled by hook or crook.

Today, I woke up excited, I was so excited, yes excited, because, I found an opportunity to trade forex and learn a skill that I’ve longed dreamed about and tell the story of my today waka.

But my village people had other plans! lol 😂

Today, the WhatsApp group went agog. Remember yesterday, I told you how the WhatsApp group we belonged -the Obeabor Development Union was shut down by one Mr. Do too much, but was finally reopened. Do you know, the power hungry admin who was assigned or rather planted to silence any opposition or “voice of truth”, removed his fellow admin, who is an opposition for asking why he locked the group. 😂 Ihe ojio na tochi, my mother will say (funny bad attitude).

Guess the reason why the APC-led boys pulled down my article- that I called them, “political rat”, “rodents eating away our collective prosperity”, hahaha 😂. This was the defense of one of their loyalists. ( Go and read the article on comment section of my Facebook book post of yesterday)

I shake my head for my community, I feel so bad that, the rate at which our values are fast eroding is alarming in the name of politics.

The everyday Man of my local community are doomed for a well orchestrated blueprint to fulfill the interest of a set of people. What’s their interest? What’s their overall mission? What’s the motive behind all these gimmicks?

Am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
My Chieftaicy reach village.

(The Everyday Man - Real Estate Obi waka)My passion for real estate sterns from the point of pain, an everyday man’s exp...
16/04/2025

(The Everyday Man - Real Estate Obi waka)

My passion for real estate sterns from the point of pain, an everyday man’s experience of “I don chichomchin”. My people, it’s not enough to have a good heart o, you must be smart in dealings. A lesson from my real estate experience will help you learn something today.

My relationship with my landlords have become sweet ans sour, because i have a belief system that how tou treat people’s house is how people wull treat yours, i believe in Karma, and daily adhere to the Golden rule principle- Do unto others what you want done to you.

Case 1:
I remember an apartment I rented in Ikorodu way back, it was a shabby looking room and parlor with toilet(latrin) somewhere in the corner of the compound, it was a half plot of land, and a stand alone house. On my arrival, I negotiated with the landlady to renovate the house into a room and palour with toilet and bathroom ensuite, while the cost of development be spread evenly to offset my future rent.

Case 2:
In 2021, I was moving from a rom and palour self contained of the BQ section to a 4 bedroom apartment of the main building, in the beautiful, Games Village Estate, Abuja.
The house was deteriorating, and screams for repair from roof to rooms looking like poultry yard. Literally, abandoned for years due fo the internal family legal battle for right of ownership.

I stepped in and after written agreement with the agent, who is a family of the landlady,
I was able to renovate the house and the cost spread for 3 years rent. The following year, based on agreement, the house was renovated from a 4 bedroom to a 6 bedroom all ensuite. This additional cost all put my rent to a 4 years and few months.

Was these decisions wise in 1 and 2 above?

How much was a plot of land in Ikorodu?
How much will it cost to build a room self contain in Ikorodu, Lagos in 2017?

How much was a plot of land in Abuja?
How much will it cost to build a 3 bedroom in Apo, Lugbe, Wuye of Abuja in 2021?

My lesson (2kobo) for an everyday man;

1. Never, renovate a building you don’t own the land to the tune of purchasing a land in that city.

2. Make sure you have a written agreement from the landowner, not an agent or family member to the property. Even if they tell you the property owner ia living abroad. E get why.

3. Do not upgrade your lifestyle when you hit fresh money, invest in yourself, your business or asset that will yield return, and that return on investment should pay for your lifestyle.

Mr. Everyday Man has chinchomchin o!
Tomorrow, I’ll gist you about my painful ordeal with my landlady, how my human right was breached, battered and abused. My pain, my agony and why I want to solve this everyday man real estate, human rights hate, so you won’t suffer like myself.

Am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
Am as Vulnerable as the .

15/04/2025

(The Everyman - Service To Humanity)

I think I enjoy the new version of myself- Service to humanity, a.k.a Chief Servant.

It’s over a month now I started of my real estate journey with a family friend whose association I since cherished. His story of grass to grace inspires me so much, his association will sharpen me as iron sharpens iron. I am grateful to build this relationship with him to greater heights. I am that determined.

Every morning, I join him in his office, he controls 2 offices one as a loan credit company and a real estate company. Two of my dream projects. I resume at the real estate firm which he just lunched with a partner in February.

The first 3 weeks, nothing really happened at the office, as we await his partner from Anambra state, who is basically in charge of operations and doubles as the CEO.

On her arrival last week, she briefed me about their properties up for sale in Abuja, Anambra and few other states. I was glad to jump into marketing, even though I haven’t even visited the sites for inspection and also verify the documents backing the property. I was eager to help as a marketing consultant voluntarily. I interacted with the marketing manager operating from Anambra about his marketing plans for Abuja. I was humble enough to key under his marketing management and allow him lead.

While I was at home last friday, something fascinating came up, I got a call from the woman partner in charge of the real estate company, it was thesame friday I spent all day monitoring the borehole maintenance and by evening visited the Almighty Gosa market;

“Chief Obi, I need you to come to the office now, you have something to do for me, where are you?”
“Am at home.”
“You didn’t come to the office, Why?”
“I had somethings to do”
“I need you to create a social media account for a project that was handed to me”
“Send me details on whatsApp, I can handle it online”

The project is about the Real Estate Development Association of Nigeria (REDAN), National Women’s Committee, that was inaugurated sometime last week. She happened to be selected to head the media team.

I has just created the page National Women Committee, however sc****ly due to lack of pictures and information, and the more reason other social media channels are yet to be created, I guess since the Women’s wing was just flagged off late last week, the media team will have to struggle with initial lack pictures and information.

I was just chilling on sunday when i got her call again, this time to inform me that we will be going for a property inspection on Monday, i was excited, because this will be my first official site inspection, since I joined the firm. While I was romancing my bed and putting up contents for the everyday mans series, I got a call from her, to ask me to meet her somewhere, that we will first go to the chairman of the REDAN, National Women’s Committee’s residence to interview her before heading for the site inspection.

I found my way to the venue, we had a successful interview and the interestingly, the property for inspection happened to be owned by the Chairman’s REDAN, National Women’s Committee, under her Women Housing Plan Initiative (WHPI). It struck me thst she’s has been advocating for women inclusion into real estate affairs. An excellent personality.

All these waka, I did, without probing questions asked, and a meek attitude to learn. Enough of asking God, about the lessons for the day, but read between the lines, open my heart to unlearn, learn and figire out and finetune my everyday mans livelihood lessons, with wisdom and grace.

The moral of today’s series; is to learn early, while you seek higher purpose, cultivate relationships, nurse it, water it and prune it, day by day, and in dealing with those above in a field of endeavors, money shouldn’t be the ultimate goal. Be readily available to serve selflessly. Seek to add value.

I hope I’ve done well. Atleast my conscience congratulates me.

I am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
Am a value Add to an everyday man.

The Everyday Man -Part Wetin? 2024 was a defining year for me, my everyday people, Obi has to become a man. I was at cro...
14/04/2025

The Everyday Man -Part Wetin?

2024 was a defining year for me, my everyday people, Obi has to become a man.
I was at cross road of either keep doing same thing I’ve always done and get thesame result, ofcourse, that’s another word for insanity, or simply rebrand, restructure or upgrade to meet global dominance. Play small or play big was a major decision I had to internalize.

I lost my Mercedes Benz GLA 250 in one day, fresh untouched on the ground of participating in what looks like a professional crafted Ponzi, this scheme lured and pulled down both high and mighty, learned and unlearned- it was tge money heist of the decade. That moment you buy a item only to realize youve been scammed. Some persons till today, can’t come open to talk about it but base on who I be, am as vulnerable as an everyday man. I am not perfect, am a work in progress, for someone from a humble beginning, what do I have to loose? I promoted a scam that caused many pains, of which I lost woefully, materially, mentally and credibly wise. Please dont judge my people. E fit be you.

Many would have committed su***de, but I stand today to teach unsuspecting everyday man, how not to loose guard. I do not stop in teaching but creating an enabling system to divert the Everyman who may not have a choice to earn a living but engage in defrauding or aid and abet such master minded criminal acts, knowing or unknowingly. So they learn to earn. My system- helps you earn, save and invest smartly.

So last year, as an eagle after 40years of survival, either choose to die, or live. I chose the former (mysteriously, am 41 this year, what a coincidence). Friends and foes knows, if I wanted a brand new car, all i needed to do was to promote any of the network marketing companies around and hit the top ranks rewarded with cars, international trips and other financial incentives. Am that good.

But instead, I choose to spend 2 years just to rebirth- the anguish of labour, financial discomfort, mental strain, social disengagement and even spiritual battle; is what an eagle must undergo to soar again for the remaining years, but this time live a life of sacrifice, kill my flesh, my taste, best described as, “old things have passed away and all things have become new -The new creature.” The fear of a fool at 40 is the beginning of wisdom.

I have a higher calling, a resolution to solve my Dy/Dx. What’s this game plan- to solve the possible known hate around me?

These 2 years (incomplete though) of inner brooding, I’ve been able to think creatively, came up with non-political ideas to help the government solve some of its socioeconomic challenges of the everyday man. That deep state of mind, where your inner spirit synchronized with your body, that feeling of annoiting to do exploit. You scream, Abbah Father! Rhema!

Do you get it? If you don’t get, don’t forget about it, just follow my story.

Below is a picture I took from the car that transported me to Gbosa market, ontop of the fact that my back was hurting from the woman with a big waist squeezing me towards the hand break, lo and behold, the car was looking like something that was towed out of the mechanic garage that evening just to run around for the next few hours for few cash before night falls. 😂😆come to think of it na, how can we have vehicle inspection and road safety officers and these vehicles are allowed to ply the roads. Abi both the vehicles and the officers are both unsafe for our roads 🤔??
Why i no go vex to change this type of my hate and rest my case!

Am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
Am an Eagle.
I live for the Everyday Man.

13/04/2025

The Everyday Man - Part wetin? (Unfiltered, unedited script)

My intention to alleviate the socio-economic suffering of the everyday man is borne out of so much discomfort myself. I am the best man for this quest because haven seen it all and done it all. I’ve lived as a young child from a family 8 and lived in places like-maroko, Bariga, Ikorodu and then move uo to high brow area in Abuja -Games Village Estate and now this current environment.

It’s been down-up-down, and for a purpose driven dogged man like myself, is flight-bound up next, but I want to take my time to savour while documenting my down time - first so that I can sustain more effectively my next upward social and economic status and secondly, so that an average man can be motivated to see that truly, its not how a man falls but the ability to rise again, and with the right mindset and strategy, an everyday man can shoot for the heavens. Impossible is overrated!

Few days ago on my post about Abuja transportation and the pain points listed a common man undergo to move from point A to B engaging in public transport services. The dehumanizing and infact traumatizing transport system. God knows if I hadn’t been in my lowest, I wouldn’t have experienced such multidimensional poverty. Its saddening.

God is wise, and knows that it will only take an Israelite to save the Israelites and not just any isrealite but one who have tasted the affluence and high economic standards of the Egyptian Kings. Moses saw it all, that’s why he Came, saw and conquered.

I may not project any political ambitions to change policies and ignite political movement to influence political decisions in the tiers of government, however, we may get there someday, if the gods will, and it can only be of the mercies of God, because am a firm believer that kings are born.

I am born to alleviate the multidimensional poverty of an African man one nation at time, by first telling stories of passion and my drive and then building a system where an average man can benefit and rise from an ordinary man to an extraordinary man.

Works are put in place,blueprints are being laid, strategic planning are being orchestrated, and critical thinking are being perfected. The biggest technology ecosystem that will shake the entrepreneurial minds and revolutionize these keys industries spanning Banking and Finance, e-commerce, Agriculture, Transportation, Health and Real Estate, shall be unfolded and all hands are on deck, and the mission is to alleviate the pain points of the everyday man in these industrial sectors.

Who is fit to champion this cause?

Isn’t it one who have gained everything and lost everything, from, money, housing, car, businesses, and have tasted poverty and can tell the Colour of an everydays man’s struggle?

The gods are wise! A quick life recap.

When I arrived Abuja, those who knew me were hailing, and wishing for my status, i quickly moved from well furnished 1 bedroom apartment in a serene neighborhood to a 4 bedroom and later turned to a Six bedroom apartment in one of Abuja choicest neighborhood. Moved from a Nissan juke to a Venza to a Mercedes Benz GLA250 in 3 consecutive
years from 2020 - 2023! Super successful financially, but what changed?

My lessons cannot be documented or captured in one episode of the everyday man series, it’s a season film!

First, financial illiteracy and second, the “arrival syndrome” mentality played a major role, a lesson well learnt. Also knowing when to exit or upgrade in your choice of career - when you move from playing small to becoming a boss. Intuition is a skill an everyday man have to harness.

I will share my “2kobo or 2cent”, one day at a time👇.

While you are still seated on that church chair this Sunday morning, meditate on these words:
Prayer alone will not solve what common sense can solve.
Brethren, you have to wake up and understand your destiny is in your hands.
And that if you fail today, many destinies are tied to your success or failure.
Don’t just shout Amen — take action.
Don’t just cry — plan.
Don’t just hope — work.
Heaven helps those who help themselves.
You’re not just living for you — generations are waiting.
Arise and fulfill purpose.

I am Chief Obinna Onuigbo
Am purpose driven,
My Everyday series isn’t just a fairytale.
It’s a game plan to solving my Dx.

12/04/2025

The Everyday Man -WHAT CAN 50k NAIRA FOR FOOD STUFF BUY? (Unedited script)

Good morning viewers,

Today let’s talk about FOOD! what can 50,000 Naira buy in your “Adaugo”, “Area”, neighborhood market?

But let me talk about my feelings first, because as you wake up matters, from the left or right, that ignites the mood, mine does anyways, this reflects on the tone for the day…

Today, if feeling was a food, I’ll be feeling like a served palatable “decorated” Afang Soup but served to an unskilled man in sucking out periwinkles from its shell, think of the frustration and then think about the overall result, and you soakaway your anger to justify the entire meal as delicious. 😋

Yesterday was a mixed feeling, do you remember the borehole ordeal I narrated few days ago? Nna menh! We’ve still not achieved a full tank o, the engineers finally returned with a new pumping machine that the former one sunk in has refused to be pulled up, that it has been covered with mud or sand beneath and while they tried to pull it up maintenance it got stuck and the ropes broke, whatever that means, but lastly another was sunked in. Did the end justify the means, No! We only experienced epileptic supply of water inside the tank, few minutes the water pumps and few minutes it stops pumping into the tank, and after switching off the machine for some minutes, it picks up water again into the overhead tank, and that’s how we battled after many hours, all these while the engineer had left and am left to do all these observations and report back to them. Ikegwuru my people. Abeg let me leave the matter for now, I think am learning civil engineering or do I call it borehole drilling technique lessons or do I see it from the wisdom point of view, by asking purpose driven question, “what Iife lessons do I learn from all of these?”… for now let me derive it from the proverbial “periwinkle sucking frustration”. Hehehe! 🤭

Back to the other palatable part of story…

Yesterday, I spent 50k on groceries, I practically went to market all by myself; please don’t judge me by nagging, which kind Chief Dey go market? Which kind “stingy” husband that will go to market to avoid giving the wife money? Aaah! Please don’t hang me yet!

I’ve told us on this platform of The Everyday man - that I enjoy, infact I derive joy from the market square, you know the hustle and bustle of a typical market, the noise, the smell, the euphoria that comes with it, the negotiations, the laughter from a crafty sales person to the unsuspecting customer, the frustrations, and all the challenges that’s come with going and returning from the market, please come and heap them, all the troubles on my head, am comfortable carrying it like tray of dry “panla” fish! 🤪

I will repeat, my granny of blessed memory, thought me sales, I have been buying and selling since I was a child, I grew up, in famous sangrous markets, obalende, Lagos Island, where I interacted with, the low, middle and mighty class of customers, I’ve slept in shops, my granny was a rich woman, who had bought many shops in the market back in the days,I even heard of a case, where one of the girls she trained had to sn**ch one of her shops and diverted her customers, but in all my granny was a good woman and prosperous woman, I learnt a lot growing up with her, I was spoilt silly, based on the her first grand son na, I was her pet and even my cousins envied me, lol 😆

let me leave that part of the story and jump right into what you can learn from todays episode, but at a point in my life I’ve envisioned- importing stock fish and becoming a major player in the traditional food supply chain. My childhood dream. 😴 Will I fulfill them?, keep followingg my series, especially on, “My, How I intend to change my hate, so that an everyday man won’t suffer my hate anymore”. AGRITECH is my thing, keep your fingers crossed 🤞

So, I’ve heard about many markets in Abuja, and on each occasion I take the opportunity to scout the market and see how the tradespeople fair, I basically, buy and observe, learn and unlearn, because as a marketing professional, every avenue for buying and selling is an opportunity to explore. I’ve been to Wuse market, Garki, Karimo, Apo Fish market, kaura market, lugbe market and yesterday I went to seek lessons from the Almighty Gosa market. That market is the bomb, the price of farm products are cheap, between Gosa and Karimo market which one do uou think is more competitive in terms of price of goods?

Karimo market sells on Tuesdays, and Gosa on Fridays, these are markets designed for off-takes from other market retailers, so these special days graces farmers from far and wide villages and you can literally see trucks moving in and out of the market yesterday.

Though I arrived as late as 5pm to the market after my ordeal with the pumping machine, and also from waiting to see if the cloudy weather which was looking like its was going to rain cats and dogs, but alas, no droplet.

My arrival was greated with shops owners whom have closed for the day for fear of the rain but still didn’t affect 80% of the market population who are strong willed to see to the end of the day, come rain or sunshine. I met stubborn people like myself, guess what? As I headed to the market, i remembered myself reciting a faith text from the bible, “He that looks at be weather will not sow”, meaning I was ready for the rain to do its worse, funny enough, between 5pm of my arrival till after 6.30 pm when I left the market no drop of rain, even as I type this morning. What an irony of life.

In Gosa Market as at 11/04/25:

A mudu of Garri - 800/ 900
Mudu of beans - 1700/1800
Mudu crayfish- 5k/6k
Basket of tomatoes- 5k/6k
Basket of Atarodo pepper -9k/10k
Basket of Tatashe pepper - 4k/5k
Basket of shombo pepper- 4k/5k
Kilo of goat meat - 5k/6k
Kilo of cow meat - 5k/6k
75cl of red oil - 1400/1500

Generally, farm produce are very cheap compared to other neighboring markets, and you get the best of bargain depending on your time of arrival to the market, and for unsuspecting customers, the mudu for measurement especially for grains is different in size from the norm, it’s a plastic instead metal you’re used to, it’s believed anyone who comes to the Gosa market are retailers, so they sell to you to resell to make profit. If you carry this mindset, you’ll make a kill.

The day ended, with my first wife cooking a deliciously well prepared Afang soup, the one with periwinkle shells, that how I was dragging with this shell with my mouth, to bring out its goods and services, lol 😂 until I ran out of patience, most of it I tucked in one side of the tray, maybe because I was tired from the day’s activities! The frustration from the periwinkle didn’t take away the glorious, tantalizing and satisfying dinner moment with the delicious afang soup. Thanks Wify!

Today, am headed back to the market but to a different market, this time to get rice and other food items to stock the house. Will I love to return to Gosa Market, Yes! Yes! Yes!

This everyday man dey survive!
Stay tuned to these series—more tales loading.
And remember: the market is my therapy.


Chief Obinna Onuigbo

Everyday Man – Abuja Transport Wahala”.This is raw, real, and powerfully relatable. I’ve just painted a vivid picture of...
11/04/2025

Everyday Man – Abuja Transport Wahala”.

This is raw, real, and powerfully relatable. I’ve just painted a vivid picture of what so many Abuja residents—and Nigerians at large—go through daily. The frustration, the injustice, the ridiculousness of the transport system, and even the deeply personal loss to a Ponzi scheme—all of that makes this piece incredibly engaging. It’s been slightly Ai-polished, to retain my tone, emotion, and storytelling but with smoother flow for a wider audience.

Brutal story 👇👇

Good morning viewers.

This morning, I’m irritated.
I planned to talk about Abuja’s transport system and how it affects the everyday man,
But guess what? I’m still recovering from yesterday’s hangover—not the party kind—
The GSM Village kind.
Went to fix my phone screen, and now I’m wondering…Is it a curse that once you engage a phone repairer, they try so hard to rob you blind?

You carry one problem go, you return with two. And before you know it, you’re trapped in a cycle — a merry-go-round of repairs.
Let me not bore you with the full ordeal,
But today, I’m headed back there to raise my voice. You won’t understand.

But first, I have to decide how to get there…
Which transport mode to take—
And that brings me to today’s topic:
“Abuja & its transport wahala”
And why I want to change my hate, so the everyday man doesn’t suffer my hate.

Pray you don’t end up like me—
Someone who once enjoyed the luxury of private mobility, only to downgrade to public transport out of necessity.
Of course, if you can afford Bolt or Uber, that’s an option. But if you’re walking to the bus stop, dragging for space in some rickety cab? That’s a whole different level of humility.

I pray for you, reading this—
May the gods supply all your needs according to His riches in glory, Ise!
May God elevate you, in any city you find yourself, To dwell above the average struggles of the common man.

My life has always been a mystery.
Above average in all my endeavors,
From childhood till now…
But losing my car to an online investment scheme—a Ponzi, really— That one pain still stings.

Another day, I’ll talk about the tragedy of digital scams— How the everyday man keeps falling for flashy promises, and ends up worse off than he started.
It’s like a financial life sentence.
But I’m not just talking—
I’m building a system where the everyday man can make money, Save money, and invest money smartly. That’s my mission.

Sometimes I walk the streets of Abuja and ask God: “What’s the lesson here?”
Because when you know you have the value,
The mindset, the street-smartness…
But still find yourself in uncomfortable places—
You start to question everything.
Not from a place of pride, but from a place of purpose.

Now let’s really talk about Abuja transport.
Let me join my sister from Uyo, Who said Lagos “danfo” buses are so bad they’re not fit for humans but for dogs.
And if it were in Uyo, no one would enter that kind of nonsense. She was right.
I grew up in Lagos, I know danfo wahala.
But Abuja? It’s a different level of pain.

Here, you’re subjected to rickety, compact cars from the 90s—Volkswagen, Peugeot, Corolla…Old, dirty, matchbox-sized rides.
Two passengers squeezed in front, four at the back. FOUR, my people! In a compact car!

How do Road Safety and VIOs allow this?
No seat belts. No spacing. No shame.
It’s either corruption at work or complete disregard for the masses.
Ticketing, bribery, and silence from the top to the bottom.
We need to start calling spades what they are—nonsense systems.

One time, a sister from Uyo screamed, “I’m fainting o!” Because she was sandwiched between two chubby passengers in the backseat. The fourth passenger norm is so established, you’ll be insulted if you don’t squeeze in and lean forward to make space.
My people are suffering!

This is not just transport wahala — this is multi-dimensional poverty.



Let me stop here for today.
But just know—if you’re tired of suffering in silence, You’re not alone.
And I’m not just complaining—
I’m building a system for change.
We deserve better. And we will get better

This is the beginning of something different.

But guess what;
I smile because I see Nigeria 🇳🇬 Great Again
We move!
Chief Obinna Onuigbo

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