injustice

Certainly! Here’s a summary of my ideas to eliminate injustice in Nigeria and globally:

Create and put this in place.”

1. **State Police Stations:**

   – Each state should have its own police station with distinct uniforms, operating exclusively within the state.

2. **Federal Police Stations:**

   – Federal police stations, also with unique uniforms, should handle cases that are not well addressed at the state level.

3. **Welfare Police Stations:**

   – Establish welfare-focused police stations to address social issues and provide assistance.

4. **International Police:**

   – A specialized station dealing with cases involving Nigerian citizens and others in foreign countries, ensuring fair treatment.

5. **Courts:**

   – Implement a tiered court system:

     – State courts

     – Federal courts

     – International courts

   – This would enhance the efficiency of our legal system.

My ideas emphasize decentralization, specialization, and fairness. Implementing such reforms could contribute to a more just society. 🌟

The reason of injustice

my encounter

Title: “Bitter Kola Export Adventure”

On my very first trip to Ghana, I embarked on an exciting venture: exporting Bitter kola. Little did I know that this journey would lead me to unexpected encounters and valuable lessons.

The Zongo Market: In search of potential buyers, I found myself at the bustling Zongo market. The air was thick with the aroma of spices, and the vibrant colors of fabrics and produce dazzled my senses. Amidst the crowd, a young boy approached me, eager to assist.

Guided by a Boy: The boy led me deeper into the market, weaving through narrow alleys and crowded stalls. His eyes sparkled with curiosity as he shared stories of the market’s history and its diverse clientele. I listened intently, grateful for his guidance.

Meeting Hayisa: Our journey led us to a modest corner where a woman named Hayisa presided over a collection of goods. She had an air of authority, her eyes sharp and calculating. I approached her, introducing myself as an exporter of Bitter kola.

The Deal: Hayisa inspected the four bags of Bitter kola I had brought. Her fingers traced the ridges of the nuts, assessing their quality. After a thorough examination, she nodded in approval. We struck a deal: she would take the Bitter kola, promising payment within four days.

Conclusion: As I left the Zongo market, I couldn’t help but marvel at the twists and turns of fate. My Bitter kola export adventure had introduced me to a vibrant world of commerce, trust, and unexpected friendships. And so, with hope in my heart, I awaited Hayisa’s payment, knowing that this experience would forever be etched in my memory.

To my greatest surprise, on the day I went to collect my money, I encountered a shocking turn of events. The boy who had taken me to her place arrived to collect the money in my absence. This was the same Hayisa who had given me a book where I wrote my name and phone number, but she never called me during the entire process.

Frustrated, I went to the Ghana police station to file a complaint. However, when Hayisa arrived at the police station and was being interrogated, chaos ensued. The police officer in charge of the case was overwhelmed by numerous calls related to other cases. Unfortunately, my case remained unresolved, and I ended up losing 4,480 Ghanaian cedis.

It’s a disheartening experience, but sometimes justice can be elusive. 😔

Above are the picture of the boy.