•It was left for my children and me by my late husband
By Steve Oko
Sobbing intermittently, a 63-year-old Abia widow, Mrs. Nkechinyere Ndukwe, narrated her bitter story. It was the painful destruction of the house left behind for her and the children by her late husband.
The two-storey building and a bungalow have been reduced to hollow, battered structures exposed to wind, fear, and uncertainty.
“My property is not for sale,” she insists, her voice trembling under the weight of despair.
“If they take this from me, they have taken my life,” she lamented.
The retired headmistress is now at the centre of a distressing property dispute that has left her vulnerable, terrified, and on the brink of homelessness. In a desperate cry for help, she has appealed to the wife of the Abia State Governor, Mrs Priscilla Otti, to intervene and save her from what she described as relentless persecution by individuals she insists are unknown to her.
Her appeal was formally conveyed through a “Save-My-Soul” letter written by the Human Rights Committee of the Nigerian Bar Association (NBA), Umuahia Branch — a document that paints a chilling picture of intimidation, destruction, and human suffering.
Mrs. Ndukwe’s ordeal reportedly began in January when some men suddenly appeared, claiming they had purchased her property located at Plot 62, Mission Hill, Umuahia, a building once known as Novotel Hotel before it was converted into a residential house of many flats.
“I never sold my property to anyone,” she insisted. This property has three owners -my son, my daughter, and myself. But they claimed my son sold it. How can one person sell what belongs to all of us? My daughter and I never agreed to sell any property. We were never informed nor consulted.
“They arrested my son and locked him up in Abuja with threats to detain him for life. He asked them to collect their money, but they are insisting that they have bought it and won’t accept any refund. Instead, they want to add more money.
How can you buy something jointly owned by three persons from one person without the consent of the other partners? Can’t they see three names on the ‘C of O ‘? The property has caveat emptor . We are not selling it,” she insisted.
Her refusal to sign documents allegedly presented to her by the claimants appears to have triggered a campaign of intimidation that has since spiraled into outright destruction. The purported buyers are bent on taking possession of the property at all costs.
What was once a secure building has now been reduced to a shell.
According to the retired headmistress, armed men suspected to be hired thugs stormed the premises in the early hours of January 29, 2026. Equipped with cutting machines and dangerous weapons, they reportedly tore down metal gates, ripped out burglar-proof, and forcefully gained access into the compound.
From that moment, she said the attacks became systematic. Doors vanished. Windows were uprooted. Electric wires, meters, and cables were stripped away, plunging the home into total darkness. The protective fence was demolished, leaving the elderly widow and her grandchildren exposed and vulnerable.
Today, the once solid structure stands mutilated — partially de-roofed, open to the elements, and bearing the scars of repeated invasions. Each missing plank, each broken wall, tells a story of helplessness.
“They come anytime they like,” she said, her voice breaking. “Sometimes at night. Sometimes in the day. I don’t sleep anymore. I live in fear.”
According to the NBA Human Rights Committee, the widow has been subjected to continuous harassment, including being dragged from one Police station to another, even as the alleged perpetrators continue their actions unchecked.
“They have made her life a living hell,” the letter stated. Even more alarming are threats allegedly issued against her life.
The invaders, the report claims, have vowed to return with bulldozers to completely demolish what remains of the structures — and to forcefully eject her “dead or alive.”
Beyond the physical destruction lies a deeper tragedy — the emotional and psychological toll on a woman described as elderly, hypertensive, and without help.
Mrs. Ndukwe now lives in constant anxiety, her health deteriorating under the weight of fear and uncertainty. Nights are sleepless. Days are filled with dread.
Her grandchildren, who depend on her, now share in the trauma — living in darkness, insecurity, and confusion.
“She is a poor widow who has given her life to serving society as a teacher,” the NBA committee noted. “Now she is being pushed to the edge, abandoned and defenseless.”
With faith in the system waning, the widow’s last hope now rests on humanitarian intervention.
In its appeal, the NBA urged the Abia First Lady to step in urgently and use her influence to halt what it described as ongoing injustice and persecution.
“This is a woman at her wits’ end,” the letter emphasised.
“She has nowhere else to turn. If nothing is done, the consequences may be irreversible.”
As the ruins of Mrs. Ndukwe’s home stand as a silent testimony to her suffering, one question lingers:
How does a widow lose everything to people she does not even know in broad daylight?
For now, she waits: not just for justice, but for mercy.
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