The Youth, Cultism and Parental Responsibility – A True Life Story of How a Young Man Caused His Mum's Death

In my previous article, I wrote about the nemesis that goes with cultism but someone slid into my inbox to lecture me about the benefits of being a cult member which prompted me to write this.

Now let's check this out: A young man was sent to the university by his aged and poor parents who were engaging in menial jobs to see him through the ivory tower. They so much believed their son would become a better person in the future.

On arriving the campus,  just in first year, he had issues with some guys over a young girl he befriended.

According to him, the guys told him never to have any contact with the girl until the day of their graduation. He later found out they were cult members, and as a ‘strong man,’ the only way he could stand his ground was to join a rival cult, back then in UNEC.

Having successfully joined a rival cult group (in second year), a war broke out between the two deadly miscreants which led to the death of a final year student.

The school authority set up a panel and he was indicted with five other students, but they were given a lesser punishment of two years suspension after they invaded the house of the Panel's chairman at night, threatened to kill all the members of his family if they ever get expelled from the institution. They were supposed to be expelled anyway and handed over to the police.

They left the campus and started terrorising the entire Enugu state and its environs. They engaged in robbery, rape and all sorts of nefarious activities before their suspension elapsed. They were most-feared group then in the area.

According to him, they were arrested in several occasions but bribed their way to freedom.

Back on campus after their suspension, their mates were already in final year.

To cut the story short, he managed to get to final year via "mgbuka na mgburi" and accumulated over 30 carry-over courses

With that kind of ‘carry-over calamity,‘ you know there's no way he could've graduated.

So when they saw their graduation wasn't forthcoming, they returned to robbery but lost 3 of their gang members at Enugu-Onitsha Expressway to the gallant policemen on patrol.

When it dawned on him that policemen were on his trail, he quickly ran to his village and became a notorious drunk.

One day he made away with a huge sum of money his mother kept under her bed in the village. According to him, "the money was meant for a village meeting her mum belonged to".

When her mum came home that fateful day and couldn't find the money, she collapsed and died eventually.

To bury the poor woman became a problem because there was no money. They sold part of the family land and the deceased was finally buried.

After almost 10 years he left the university, he went back to the institution, bribed his way through and finally got a Degree (Pass) a.k.a, "Thank you for coming to the university"

He came back home and sold another part of their family land and ran to Lagos to try his luck.

Back in Lagos, he rented an apartment but things were too bad that he had to run back to the village again. This time, he sold the remaining family land which was his birthright or "Ana-Óbì" in Igbo tradition.

He returned to Lagos and used part of the money to buy a car but the car crashed months later.

To be continued............