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Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger,linda Ikeji

According to a source online, The popular Nigerian female blogger unveils her untold touching story to the world,the bitter truth before her breakthrough to stardom.
Grab some coffee, relax and read below;

"I started struggling since I was 17 to support
my family. I said the day I sell my body to a man
for money, may God strike me dead. I was
determined to make it on my own, never let any
man take my dignity.
It was early 2000, I was 19 years old, in my
second year at the University of Lagos. I’d been
a model for about a year and a half then.
Modeling back then didn’t pay a lot. Sometimes
you eat, sometimes you can’t find food.
Sometimes you had money, sometimes you will
have to beg for it. I’m not from a rich home. I
started struggling since I was 17 to support my
Linda Ikeji
So I kinda hard a tough life growing up but I
kept working, doing all sorts of modeling jobs,
ushering, fashion shows, and at one point I sold
beer at a hotel. I’d leave lectures, go to a hotel
and sell beer from 1pm till 10pm. I did this for a
few months. It wasn’t easy but I had to survive.
One of the things I said to myself back then
was, the day I sell my body to a man for money,
may God strike me dead. I was determined to
make it on my own, never let any man take my
In those days, most young girls had an “aristo” I
was never one of those girls. I would rather
starve or beg for food than give my body to a
man for money.
So back to my story. It was early 2000, I hadn’t
done any modeling jobs in a bit. I didn’t have
any money in school, hadn’t ate a proper meal
in days, there was no money at home… My
sister called and asked if I could send money
home…didn’t have any. I wondered what to do…
then I thought of this ” aristo” who had been
chasing me for months now…old man…
married.. .rich…in his fifties.
I said to myself, why don’t you call him and beg
him for money. Tell a lie, say you need it to go
to the hospital ‘cos you’re sick or something
that desperate. Which was what I did. What he
said to me was ‘you know I like you. I don’t
know why you’re behaving like a child. You need
someone to take care of you blah blah blah’.
Eventually he said I should meet him at a hotel. I
will never forget that hotel…Ambassadors hotel
in Ikoyi. I was apprehensive about going but I
was desperate…I said to myself what’s the
worse that can happen? It’s not like he will rape
you and there was no way in hell I would sleep
with him, so I figured even if he didn’t give me
the money I asked for, at least he would give
me money for transport fare to go back home…
that transport fare was what I was looking
forward to honestly. I didn’t have a dime on me,
in fact I borrowed small money from a friend to
go to the hotel.
So when I got there, he bought me hotel food
(my first real meal in days…:-)) and after I was
done eating, he made his move. I shoved him
off. He kept trying and I kept pushing him away
and after a while he got angry and said
something like, why did you come here then?
Are you a child? He was angry that I made him
pay for a hotel room, spent money on food etc
and not give him what he wanted. So he got up
to leave…and I told him I didn’t have any money
to go back to school. If looks could kill, I would
have died in that moment he turned to look at
me. He left the hotel room, and I followed him. I
kept begging and trying to explain to him that I
didn’t have transport to go back, he didn’t say a
word to me as he entered his vehicle and drove

I stood in front of the hotel wondering how I
was going to get back to school. All I had on
me was N15. N15 wasn’t going to take me
from Ikoyi to Akoka. In my plans, I never
imagined that I wasn’t going to at least get a
few thousands from him. I’d seen this guy
before…he was a friend’s boss. He owned a
media business back then and every time I went
to see this friend, this man would call me into
his office…tell me how pretty I am, how much
he likes me and how well he can take care of
And he always gave me 5k whenever I was
ready to leave his office. But this time I was the
one who called him…so he must have figured I
was ready to give in. We both misunderstood
each other, I guess…:-)
Anyway, after standing in front of the hotel for a
few minutes, I went back in and saw a young
man at the front desk. I explained my situation
to him…he was kind enough to give me N100
and that was the money that took me half way
home. By the time I got to Yaba, I’d run out of
cash, so I trekked from Yaba bus stop to
UNILAG Akoka. I remember saying to myself
while I was trekking with tears in my eyes, that
one day I’m going to make something of
myself…every money I make in this world would
be my own hard earned money…I don’t care
how bad it gets, no man is ever going to take
away my self respect…that’ s all I have!
And that’s the way I lived. Determined to make
it in life. On my own terms. As my own woman.
I kept struggling and struggling until God finally
blessed me.
Now I have more money than I even know what
to do with it. I make millions of Naira from what
I love doing…blogging. The best part of all this
is that I would blog for free. Now I don’t chase
money anymore…it chases me. It’s not even
just about the money, it’s the great friends I’ve
met via this blog, the wonderful people I
interact with here, the freebies I get. How much
of a big deal I am to some people"

Meanwhile Linda ikeji is now one of the richest and most successful blogger today.
Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger,linda Ikeji Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger,linda Ikeji Reviewed by Ojo Ayomiotan Daniel,Tech savvy, c.e.o of Ayomiteblog media on May 08, 2019 Rating: 5

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