Chapter 19
I Was Hypnotised
And Tempted Tool
"I was indeed shocked but I kept quiet even in the realization that I was in for some trouble. Alhaji seemed to discern my uneasiness and tried to allay my growing fears. He assured me that as a father, he would only want to help me. He boasted of big names he had already helped to became rich in life. He dropped such names as the Abiolas, the Dantatas and a host of other very prominent people in the society."
I had funny and traumatic relationships and experiences in my time. I once lived together with two Hausa men (one a soldier, the other a civilian, both of whom we simply called Alhajis). They lived together in one room before ours at No. 5 Salawu Street, Oshodi, for over two years or so. The soldier was a heavy smoker of cigarettes, which he indulged in at night behind our toilet building. Both Alhajis were very friendly and kindly to everybody.
At the end of the first year, the civilian Alhaji brought in a wife to live with them, but she did not conceive. After some time, the Alhaji took another wife who bore him a baby boy.
When our pit latrine became full, the landlord decided to dig a new one in the open space between the fence and the existing toilet. Incidentally it was located at the spot where the soldier-Alhaji did his smoking at night. One day, the pit latrine had been dug to a depth of about eighty feet and was then overlaid with some roofing sheets. Everyone in the house, except the soldier, knew about this situation, because he usually arrived home late in the night between 10 p.m. and 12 midnight, often drunk. After he made straight for his smoking spot, suddenly we heard a crashing noise as he apparently stepped unsuspectingly onto the covering zinc sheets. The resounding echo of his shouts “Allah, Allah, Allah!!!” as he fell to the bottom of the pit woke up everyone in the house. Many of us were already either asleep or dosing in our rooms. We all rushed out to the rescue. A long rope used by the diggers of the pit was located and lowered down the pit. His military training came handy. He grabbed the rope and tied it around his waist and under his arms. This way, he was pulled out of the pit.
He had sustained serious injuries, outwardly and internally, because blood came out of his mouth whenever he spat. He was given first-aid treatment but by the following morning, he could not stand on his own feet. He had to be taken to a herbal home. For some time, he got better but about three months after the incident, he was dead!
But the civilian Alhaji and his first wife remained in the house. I did errands for them willingly and they were kind to me too. It was through them that I fell in love with the meal, Tuwo Shinkarfar, taken with Nuru soup. It is a very delicious Hausa meal. The wife was also good at preparing delicious beans. Besides, the Alhaji used to bring home the best of fresh cow or ram meat which the wife cooked well. I always had a great helping of the meat too. Alhaji also generously gave me money. The two wives were very friendly.
One particular year, the Alhaji informed everyone he was going on pilgrimage to Mecca and he duly left with his wives. That was the last we say of them for a long time, and eventually the Landlord had to let out their room after storing their few belongings somewhere else.
About two years later, on my way from school one afternoon, I sighted Alhaji on the other side of Bolade Bus Stop and hailed him. He was very glad to see me again and immediately invited me to his new house. I obliged him and we arrived at a one-storied building in a street not far away from the point of our recent meeting. We then climbed upstairs and he opened the door leading into the sitting room where he welcomed me.
But it was not a normal sitting room because it was filled with some very voluminous Arabic Books, a mat, a huge bowl filled with beach sand, a row of assorted perfumes and all sorts of other things that conjured bizarre thoughts within me!
I was indeed shocked but I kept quiet even in the realization that I was in for some trouble. Alhaji seemed to discern my uneasiness and tried to allay my growing fears. He assured me that as a father, he would only want to help me. He boasted of big names he had already helped to became rich in life. He dropped such names as the Abiolas, the Dantatas and a host of other very prominent people in the society.
Then he requested for some money to buy some perfumes with which he wanted to do something for me. At this point, I was no longer myself. I plaintively informed him that I was in fact looking for my school fees and that I had little or nothing on me. However, I searched my pockets and found a little amount which was just enough to buy the perfumes. Painfully, I gave it to Alhaji. He opened one of his stock of perfumes and poured its contents into my palms. He advised me to rub the liquid on my face, hands and body. I did as he commanded willy nilly.
Next, he took out one of the big Arabic books, tore off a piece of a plain sheet of paper, folded it and enclosed it between the pages of the book. He then asked me to kneel down and pray for whatever I wanted. I prayed my desires, albeit, in Jesus' name. To him, the mode and language of the prayer did not matter.
After my prayers, he opened the book and brought out the same plain sheet of paper he had inserted into the Arabic book in my presence. Lo and behold, the paper replicated everything I had uttered in my silent prayers in black and white! It was in very beautiful scripting and in my actual words! Besides, on the same page metamorphorsed a beautiful talismanic ring. A detail of the magical facsimile informed me that all I requested had been granted. The actual requests were spelt out. I had no problem with that verisimilitude because I had prayed in Jesus' name.
But these disclosures were shackled with conditions and claims I must accept in my life thenceforth following God's favours I had apparently been granted. It was at this point that the knowledge of the word of God concerning temptations quickly came to my mind to rescue me!
The first condition was that I should thereafter regard Alhaji as my god and that his words would be binding on me. I would worship his spirit too.
My immediate spiritual reaction was a silent recitation of the Bible passage in Exodus 20:3 which states: “You shall have no other gods before me”. So I stood on the ground that the demand of this so-called spirit negated the will of God in Exodus 20.5, which says, “You shall not bow yourself down to them nor serve them. For I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God..”
The next hurdle was the claim of the devil-writer that he was a spirit in the River Mississipi (USA). My canceling reaction: the claim ran counter to Exo. 20:4 which says: “You shall not make to yourselves any graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in the heavens above, or that is in the earth, or that is in the water under the earth.”
Condition 3. I was required to provide a ram for a sacrifice that would be carried out in the night at the Bar Beach, Lagos.
My reaction: Sacrifices belonged to the Old Testament times. Jesus Christ has completed every form of sacrifice we needed to perform with his blood. In the Book of Jn. 19:30, the Lord Jesus says, “it is finished!” (MKJV)
Condition 4. The miracle ring that sprung out of the process would be released to me to wear protectively always. This requirement was contrary to church practice where only marital rings were worn. Besides, I was too visible as a member of the Choir to be seen suddenly to be wearing a peculiar ring. How would I explain it to my Pastor and fellow choristers?
As I ruminated, the Alhaji was exhorting me to take advantage of the 'golden' opportunity, otherwise, I would risk sudden death.
Poverty Sets Me Free!
For once, my enemy seemed to be in agreement with me! This is because my escape route lay in the fact that I had no immediate financial capacity to carry out other concomitant requirements to fit into Alhaji's coven of converts, and I told him so. But he urged me to go to wherever I could raise the money and assured me that, in no time, I would be able to repay it.
As my self-assurance returned, I took the window of opportunity that this opened and agreed to go look for the required money, promising to return later to accomplish the final initiation!
On my way home, the spirit of God started to reveal pieces of wisdom to me. First, He referred me to the book of Mark:8.36 which says, “For what shall it profit a man if he shall gain the whole world and lose his own soul?” (MKJV) Then I recalled another Bible passage about the fact that it is only “God that blesses and adds no sorrow to it”.
Then the Spirit reminded me of my past covenants with God (truly I had some, many of which were surprisingly also re-echoed in the magic letter!) and of how God had consistently helped me. Why should I then suddenly turn against Him? Besides, I should review the life of the Alhaji himself. If he was as capable as he then claimed, why was he unable to have babies from his first wife?
With such resurgent thoughts, I was sure that I did not need Alhaji's help for what God wanted me to become in life.
But the threat of sudden death, should I fail to go back to Alhaji, still nagged me! Although I was then not conversant with Psa. 118:17 which says “I shall not die, but live and declare the works of the Lord” (MKJV), I resorted to Esther's courageous and defiant spirit: “if I perish, I perish” (Est. 4:16) (MKJV). And I never went back to Alhaji, the agent of the Devil!
In the spirit and aftermath of the foregoing encounter, I wish to commend Jesus Christ to my readers who are yet to accept Him as their personal Lord and saviour to do so because only He can see us through the temptations of life and lead us to fulfill our God-ordained destiny. To have a foreknowledge of the word is to be battle-ready at all times.
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