Posted on: 10:07 Sun, 30 Mar 2014



Truly sounds like a story out of Nollywood,
but
according to DailySun, 54 year old frustrated
former
Ogboni member, Chris Obi, in a new
interview with
them is crying out that after being a member
of the
cult for 15 years, a cult he joined cos they
promised
to make him wealthy overnight, he has
nothing to show for it.

Then when he finally
made up his mind to
leave, which he eventually did, the cult people
came
for his life.
Obi who is based in Onitsha, Anambra State is
bitter
that he lost 15 of his early years in search of
wealth
where nothing is given free. Not ready to keep
sealed lips, Obi, who was once a machine
operator
with a firm in Onitsha before turning to
merchandise,
told Saturday Sun his story: “I joined Ogboni
because I wanted to be very rich. I
was deceived by friends.

But I was in it for 15 years
without getting any riches. I was only dining
with the
high and mighty. They were only feeding me.
Whenever we go for meetings, which we call
club
meetings, I used to eat sumptuous meals and
drink so much.
That would make me happy
but once I
come back home, I became sad because I
was still
poor and couldn’t feed my family.

Before I was accepted to join the society, I
was
registered. I even paid a registration fee. It was
about N75,000 that I paid before they gave
me a form to fill.
I was asked to supply some
personal
information in the form. Such information
included
the names of my first born, my wife, my
relatives
and my age, among others.
We were also asked to pay for certain things
such as
gadgets, they cost N30,000 but I paid only
N20,000. I got the money from my
contribution in the firm I was
working before I joined the society.
After filling
the
form, they gave a date for my initiation into
the
society."
While giving account of his initiation into the
cult, Obi
said he was given a blood-like liquid When we had taken the drink, we were
congratulated and welcomed to the society
with
huge promises that we would get all the riches
and
the powers that we desired.
I went home that
day
feeling on top of the world. I was excited that I
have found a smart way to be come very
rich”, he stated.
To reassure himself that he was on the right
path, Obi
would use some of the magical powers given
him
through rings and handkerchief.

He explained:
“The ring that I was given could be described
as
both magical and fetish. I was told that I could
just disappear in the face of danger if I wore it.

But it
didn’t make me to disappear at any time.
Actually, I
never got myself into trouble with anyone
because
all I wanted was to be very rich. So, I did my
best to
stay out of trouble.
The handkerchief did remarkable things for
me. With it I hypnotized people to do my
bidding. For instance,
I was able to pay far less than what I bought
from
sellers whenever I went to the market to buy
things.

I could buy things and ensure my bags are full
with
foodstuffs and other things with just N1,000
and I
even get some balance from the sellers. The
handkerchief enables me to cheat sellers by
getting
them hypnotized.”
Not satisfied with those little benefits from the
magical powers given him, frustration began
to set in
when he could not understand what he would
do to
get the real wealth he needed. According to
him: “there was no time I was categorically
told how to
make wealth or get riches but each time I
asked
them when it would happen, they would tell
me that I
should just continue to attend the meetings
and make
effort to get deeper and know more about the
society.

They said that in due course I would
find out how to get riches. So, I carried on
with them, with
the hope that one day, they would reveal to
me how
to become rich indeed.”
The beginning of the end, however, began
when, on
further inquiry on how to get the desired
wealth, he
was told that he had to sacrifice his first son.
In his narration, he said:
“Something happened about six years ago
which
made me have a second thought about the
society
and desired to take a walk from them.

I ran into a member of the society with whom
I had
been initiated the same time. That means we
were at
the same level in the society. I knew the man
to be
as wretched as a church rat before our
initiation. But
when I met him in 2008, he had become
stupendously rich. He rode a very expensive
car and I envied him.

He took me to a big restaurant in Onitsha
metropolis
and there he bought me sumptuous meal and
drinks
worth thousands of naira. When we got
talking, he
told me about how rich he had become. He
said that
he had built a business empire for himself and
dealt with white men in Hong Kong.
The man
took me to
one of his firms where he prints many fake
documents for several business transactions.
He said
he wouldn’t get caught because of his
connections
with the society.