[dropcap]C[/dropcap]an i please have a moment of silence for all the money lost and trapped in MMMgate…..An opening prayer might also be ideal.
“Daddy, how much would it take for you to pull down the whole house and build a new one within 1 month in the village ?,” i happily asked my father.
The atmosphere was lit, hopes were so high, Christmas of 2016 was supposed to be the best because of how wealthy i was or rather hoped to be.
Need i remind you, most Nigerians would be travelling to FIFA World cup in Russia 2018 not to go support the Super Eagles but to search for Sergie Mavrodi….”Ọkwa ịma, m nwete that Mavrodi eeeeeh”…don’t worry.
It was as if we were under a spell, the deafening ignore to caution was vicious. The sudden discovered wealth was too good to be real. Transferring 300k or more was as easy as transferring 30k…..If there was something good i enjoyed about the Ponzi emergence was the ability to feel wealthy…. “Ọnwụ olee ebe ike gị dị”? (death where is your power),.. I was asking, “Money where is your power”….?
Mind you, anyone you see talking much about how much they lost to MMM never lost a dine… They probably lost 20k….
People that lost in Millions have kept mute till date. They only talk to themselves while in the bathroom..Rhetorically.. . Staring at the plain mirror asking repeatedly, why me?… Nwanne, a fuckụụmụ ezigbo up… Chai…!!!
Suicidal thoughts came to many but hell no… What would they tell God?
Waking up by 1am every Tuesday and Thursday to Check if the Red Mavros had turned Green was good enough to bring orgasm… Oh my sweet Mavro… Tuesdays and Thursdays were our Birthdays, our public holiday….. In fact, Rochas needs to erect a statue of Tuesday and Thursdays in Owerri.
The joy of getting that sweet sound of an alert waking you up in the morning and the accompanying calls yelling at you to please confirm was Bae biko…
“Hello, Ma, is this Madam joy? Did you get the alert? please help me and confirm… Thanks”… hahahaahhaahahahaa… I know you’re familiar with that phrase abi?
The rowdy atmosphere in the Banking halls, the biros that got lost,… Banks would definitely miss MMM the most.
Things were moving fine, girlfriends were less dependent on boyfriends… More clever and swift approaches were adopted to wade off “beggy beggy” family members. Simply invest some money for them, allow the mavro grow like vegetables and take back your capital as the proceeds be sown into their lives like Daddy Freeze’s tithe. What a wonderful experience we had…..
The public holiday that preceeded the Pause mode must be sent from the coven… Only if that public holiday never came up and further stirred the panic mode, that woman would have sent the already matched mavro… Chai… My enemies from the village really tried…. 800k would have atleast entered that night…. By Monday, she already heard the news and my case was similar to Mugabe’s.
January 14 they said would be the anticipated resurrection day for all Mavros… We were however skeptical. That Christmas was less tumultuous.
As we were waiting for the resurrection, trust Nigerians, we already formed our own Ponzi schemes on WhatsApp. At least, i was an admin to many of them… Apologies to all the people that invested in my own WhatsApp Ponzi but never saw their money…. MAVRODI trained me..
We further witnessed many online Similar kayana….Ultimate Cycle, Wealthmine, Twinkas etc kept us busy…
Behold, the Pause mode was lifted as promised and Mavros indeed were resurrected. We were asked to put more as to get more out , it was as if they used the pause mode to visit the best JUJU master in Russia to further entrap us.
Like joke like joke…. Millions were lost again… Heart were broken again…
Till now, we’re still hoping and expecting that our MAVROS would come back to us…
Psalm 121 is our favourite verse in the Bible..
It’s already one year since our post Millionaire resurgence eclipsed . It’s our anniversary already … Please, if you’re in lagos and our member,… I mean if you lost Millions in MMM…
Join us next week as we go for a Peaceful rally, see ourselves, hug ourselves, nurse our wounds, reassure ourselves that Heaven is our home, that vanity upon vanity, all is vanity…. exchange pleasantries of… “All is well”..drink two bottles of beer and go home…. Uwa abụrọ ebe obibi.
If you lost less than 300k, ..” Biko kwanyere onwe gị uwgu” find a church nearby and do thanksgiving jaree… U get luck!!!
See you all in Russia…
OH My Sweet Mavro… I miss you