I am Emeka Zuka from Eastern Nigeria. I was amazed at the confession my father made 2 months ago. Though I wasn’t present, it was recorded for me by one of my siblings. I know he is my dad but I want to also tell the world how wicked some people  can be. At the end of his confession he said we should tell as many people as we can so that others can be careful and for his conscience to be free that he has duly paid for the evil that he did.


Here goes his confession:
I am Mr. Zuka. and my evil has gotten hold of me. 25 years ago my father called I and my junior and only brother to his room and blessed us both after which we both traveled to make the most out of life. He went to Delta State while I went to Lagos state.

Before we traveled, I discussed my plans with him. I told him that, I wanted to go into business and since we were traveling to different states, I suggested to him that we join heads together to set up the business so that I could manage it at Lagos State while he managed it at Delta State and from there we could spread to other states. But he refused. He said he was not interested and that he’d prefer to get a job.

I was furious at his decision and I promised not to remember him once I made it.

Well , on my arrival to Lagos I immediately set up my business and within the space of 2 years, things began to go on well for me. My business was going fine that I got married in no time .

All those while I didn’t bother to contact my brother or ask of his well fare. I was still very angry that he decided to look for a job rather than go into business like I did.

On 2 different occasions he wrote to me asking for money complaining that his salary had been delayed for some months but I deliberately did not respond. I just wanted him  to do what I wanted. I felt he was too stubborn as a junior brother and I was set to keep my promise of never going to assist  him financially. Things went on like that for some years until one Xmas holiday. My eyes couldn’t believe what I saw……

My brother came home with 2 very expensive cars and a very pretty lady. She was his fiance and with her kind of beauty only a rich man could marry her. Anyways it was just so obvious that my brother had become successful and that made me very envious.


I don’t know what was really wrong with me but I know I had this terrible bitterness and anger towards my brother and on seeing that he had become successful I was full of envy. Because of my pride and also because of the way I had ignored him in the past years I didn’t bring myself low to dine with him. In short, I avoided him and always flaunted my achievement at the slightest opportunity I had. To me, he was as go as a no body. In my opinion, any one could lose his job and once that happens the person  is finish because a wealth built from a job is no wealth but just ordinary savings.

After, some good number of years, things began to go from bad to worse.  I had to sell all I had  and then moved permanently to the house I had in the village.  My business crashed and after settling some debts I found myself zero level. I was as empty as the d I had left for Lagos except for the house my wife and 2 kids.

What led to my business failure was the innate drive within me to always be more successful than my brother to prove to him that business was the best. So, in the bid to expand my business to bring more profits, I fell into the hands of fraudsters. I was seriously duped. I borrowed a  very huge sum of money from the bank and that was the reason I had to sell all I had.

During the years I was in the village, my brother became more and more wealthy. I heard he was getting alot of promotions and salary upgrades at work. Maybe he felt he had arrived and had gotten so much money for him to build a very gigantic building here in the village.  The building was 6 times better than mine and it had all the modern facilities one could have.

After he completed the building he locked it and left without assisting me financially. He never even visited me all the while he was at the village to monitor the builders. So I became very furious and full of hatred towards him. Then I started to do charms to bring him down. I went from one witch doctor to another seeking for harms so that he would be sacked from work but the more I did charms, the more he excelled.

Then one  day the perfect idea crossed my mind….


Then one  day the perfect idea crossed my mind. So I went to the most powerful witch doctor in the village to the the charm for me. This one really cost me a lot of money that I had to borrow a fraction of the money from someone with the promise to pay back in 3 folds .


There, I was told the reason why my previous charms to make him lose his job did not work. It was because of his wife. His wife is a very strong christian and a prayerful one at that. He also told me that it was because of this woman’s prayers that things worked very well for my brother. And then he went on to reveal to me the very cause of my down fall…. Here’s the story: