His physique could hardly fit into the temperament of his persuasion. He
is frail, he talks slowly and you would have no qualms passing him off
as one naïve, harmless young man. But all that is a façade. Beneath it
nestles a motivated terror. Nasir Isiaku, 27, has zealous hatred for
Christians. Hear him: “If we asked our victim, ‘Will you become a Muslim
or not and he or she refuses, we will slaughter him like a goat…” He
talked of himself as an Islamic warrior who delights in chopping off
people’s head with a stroke of his dagger.
However, all
of that was, according to him, up until he made a turnaround in a most
dramatic way. Nasir Isiaku is from Gusau in Zamfara State. He said while
still in the group, he killed many Christians when he reigned as
second-in-command to a terrorist group that wages war against
non-Muslims in northern Nigeria.
The group, Shitte, is a Boko Haram
franchise. “Our own group is called Shitte but we have the same agenda
with the Boko Haram sect. You people have only been hearing of Boko
Haram, but there are other deadly Islamic groups who are also part of
Boko Haram sect,” he said, adding: “Whenever we heard that any of the
sects was fighting Christians, we always joined them,”
He was
speaking to a gathering of Christians recently of his activities as a
member of the terror group. He also told of how he renounced what he
called “the cult” where he drank his victims’ blood so their ghosts
would not appear to him in dreams.
This is Isiaku’s testimony as
he told it himself. We have slightly edited it, so as to preserve its
narrative purity. WOLE BALOGUN was there:
“I joined the Bafarawa
Arabic Islamic Centre in 2010 and they were teaching us Arabic language.
Every year, we take about 20 people to Iran for special training
because our zonal headquarters is in Iran. Our own group is called
Shitte but we have the same agenda with the Boko Haram sect. You people
have only been hearing of Boko Haram, but there are other deadly Islamic
groups that are also part of Boko Haram sect. I can count up to six of
them that I’m very much aware of. Whenever we heard that any of the
sects was fighting Christians, we always joined them. My own group has
been an Islamic movement for a long time, even before I was born. It
reigned in the north during the Abacha military regime and it has many
branches in the north. We are in major northern states such as Kastina,
Kaduna, Zamfara, Kano, Bauchi, Borno, Gombe, Zaria among others.
Sometimes,
when we want to wreak havoc on Christians, we hire our own bus because
we have our own weapons, which we use against the Christians. We usually
join the Boko Haram sect whenever they wanted to fight the Christians
or the soldiers because we usually hear that soldiers kill our Boko
Haram brothers in Maiduguri, Yobe and Potiskum.
I used to be one
of the most trusted hands in the group because I was a very obedient and
loyal follower. I had my own secret office where I received delegates
from our sponsors whenever our leader wasn’t around and where I attend
to the needs of any of our members.
This is why I didn’t
participate in many of our attacks against the Christians or the
soldiers because I used to take care of the home front. Our leaders
usually psyched us up, they brainwashed us to fight against Christians
because they are enemies of Allah. They taught us that the more
Christians we were able to kill, the more our chances of entering
Alijonan(heaven).
Many of our trainings hold in the night, around 10pm. There is a bush around the school where we usually go for trainings.
Some
aspects of the training we receive are not ordinary; we used to drink
what one could call spiritual water because it is not ordinary water. We
also used to receive strange visitors who were not equally ordinary
humans. We receive the visitors in a strange way, our leaders used to
summon them: they used to instruct us to recite some passages in the
Quran and whenever we do that, the visitors would appear to us during
those unholy hours. They could come in three or four. They appeared
like humans but they are not humans. We know they are not humans. They
usually fortify us with charms for the task before us. They used to
instruct us to be strong and fight.
Our leaders also used to
render a lot of assistance to support our cause. They bring a lot of
money in a pick up van and asked us to use the money to buy guns. Many
of our supplies come from the zonal headquarters and sometimes, there is
a popular Bayelsa man who is, though a Christian, supporting our cause
in cash and kind. I can’t remember his name now. The Bayelsa man gave us
money and also supplied us with weapons for the mission.
I am
the second in command in my camp in our group, and whenever our
president travels to the headquarters in Iran, I used to coordinate the
group and receive our sponsors on his behalf. This is why I am able to
sit with the sponsors and know what happens.
We had vowed to
first kill all Christians in Kaduna before dealing with others in the
north. Whenever we take the spiritual water, we become more daring to do
any evil. It makes us more dangerous and if we were annoyed at such
moment, we could kill. The water also fortifies us against gunshots.
When we have taken it, bullets will not harm us. Also, we get mystery
ring from our leaders. About eight of us were selected for the ring, and
that ring provides almost anything we asked from it. It is like a
personal power for us.
I can’t recall the number of people I have
killed. I don’t use gun most times. We usually use guns to shoot people
on the leg. If we ask a victim: “Will you become a Muslim or not? And
he or she refuses, we slaughter the victim like a goat. And after
killing the victim, we collect his or her blood in a very small cup and
then drink it. After drinking the blood, the victim’s ghost could not
hunt us in dreams. That is what our leaders told us. And indeed, once we
taste the blood of people we kill, we will not see them in our dreams.
Sometimes,
when we don’t feel like drinking the blood from the cup, we used our
fingers to touch the victim’s blood and taste it. It will still prevent
ghost of victim from hunting us in dreams.
We used to kill
Christians because we believe that by killing them, we will enter heaven
at death. Our leaders used a Quranic passage that seems to support our
action (Recites some Quranic lines). In interpretation, the passage
says: “O you believers, you should not be friendly with your enemies.”
‘Believers’ here means we, the Muslims and ‘enemies’ are the Christians.
The
leaders of our group and the sponsors are many. Our sponsors are
wealthy Nigerians. They are in government, and many are past Nigerian
leaders. If I mention their names, you would think I am just telling
lies. We have governors, senators who sponsor us heavily. Our sponsors
are many (Names mentioned are withheld). You wouldn’t believe some of
them are really part of us. We usually invite them to the graduation of
the students in the school. That is when many know them as part of us.
We
have days we go to town to preach and win more members. On such days,
we add a red cap to our white T-Shirt and trousers. On another occasion
when we put on black caps, it means we won’t fight.
We have
infiltrated the Nigerian forces. We have our members in the police and
army. Those members help us a lot whenever we want to fight.
However,
we are very secretive, my blood brother who was not a member didn’t
know I was part of the sect. I kept my association with the sect secret
from people close to me who don’t share our views about Christians. My
father loved me very well.
Right from the time we attended
Chachangi School, a lower school in my place, our Islamic instructors
had been drumming it into our ears that we should tighten our belts to
fight the Christians. They instructed us to always be armed, either with
knife or gun. They even told us to have our own gun and get license for
it.
My own area in Kaduna is Torumada, it is a haven for many
Islamic terrorists in Nigeria. Before I joined the Shiite school, I took
part in several fights in which we massacred many Christians. The
Christians in Sokoto are most vulnerable to attacks from our people
because they are just within our reach, but they have also been very
lucky because a major Islamic cleric in the state is always pleading
that we shouldn’t touch them.
We actually found out many places
in Sokoto where Christians are living. One of them is Ota Road, but in
order to respect our Islamic cleric, we haven’t touched them.
Boko
Haram has their men trained in Afganistan. I don’t know if you have
been hearing about the Taliban, those who sacrifice their lives through
suicide bombing. The Talibans are the ones who are training Boko Haram
men. I know Boko Haram usually have about 60 men who go for training in
Afganistan. They train them on how to go on suicide bombing, make their
own bombs and fight and do other dangerous things. They also provide
them with sophisticated weapons such as bombs and all that.
Since
I gave my life to Christ, I have been getting several attacks from the
cult. There was a Thursday evening in Sokoto, I was supposed to go to
vigil with a roommate named brother Matthew. He asked me to go with him
but I declined, saying I was tired. When it was well into the night, I
suddenly heard a loud, disturbing knock on the door. The voice that
called out to me resembled that of brother Matthew. It said that I
should open the door. The man actually spoke in Hausa, asking me to open
up for him, but something pulled me back. My heart pounded and I
suddenly realized it could be an impostor coming to attack me. But then,
I couldn’t pray, all I could only mutter was Holy Ghost fire! I said
this repeatedly till the stranger disappeared. And then I heard the
barking of a dog from somewhere in the neighourhood.
Eventually,
when the real Matthew came from church and asked for the door to be
opened, I became hysterical with him. I demanded his explanations for
the earlier visit but he said it wasn’t him. Initially I didn’t believe
him. It took the explanation of another brother who confirmed that he
was actually in the church all through the night for me to let things
be. I could have killed him.
Before the attack, I had been
keeping indoors. I couldn’t go out just anyhow because I knew members of
the group would be looking for me.
So, after that incident, my pastor decided to take me to his village, away from the area where everyone knew me.
It
is only God that can stop the war Boko Haram and other Islamic
religious sects have started against the Christians in Nigeria. I thank
God that I am out and now a Christian. The frank advice I can offer to
all Christians is that they should start securing their own weapons,
tighten their belts and prepare for war. The terrorist sects are
prepared for war already. I am just looking at all Christians in Nigeria
as dead people because of the level of preparations the sects have
made.
It was on March 6, that I had a strange encounter that
turned me into a completely different person. We usually go for our
preaching on Fridays and Saturdays. I had just returned from one of such
outings in Bodinga Local Government Area of Sokoto State, it was around
3pm. I was about to start taking ablution for the evening prayers when
it happened. A man in pure, resplendent white attire just appeared to
me. And once I saw him I was scared and dropped the small keg of water
and ran off to my office. My people were asking me and I told them that I
saw a man in white but they said they didn’t see anybody and even when I
went back to the spot where I had seen the man, he was no longer there.
Then
that night when I slept, the strange man in white came to me again. He
was holding a stick and then I was frightened and I shouted and woke up
with a start. My people rushed to me and said I was having a nightmare.
Our leader said that the man in white must be an evil one. They took me
to a powerful Mallam in Gombe who did some prayers for me to ward off
the evil man in white. After the prayers, the Mallam assured me that
nothing would happen to me and I returned to our base. But then when I
slept again the following night, the same man in white appeared to me
again and this time, he spoke to me. He said: “God has chosen you”. He
said that three times and I again woke up with a start and that again
alarmed my people. But when they asked what happened to me, I lied to
them that there was nothing.
When it was morning, I took my bathe
and deliberately went to see a barber friend who is a Christian. After
he had finished cutting my hair, I opened up to him. I told him about my
encounter with the strange old man in white and he said that the man
must be God reaching out to me. I asked him why God would want to reach
out to me. He then asked me if I was ready to give my life to Christ and
serve God and immediately I said yes. I was even surprised at the way I
simply took it.
Since I started fellowshipping with the church, I
have become a different being. The experience was like I had a thorough
bathe, which washed off all impurities like diseases and all that.
Before the experience, I used to walk around like one afflicted with
insanity, but now, I am more relaxed and composed. I now take time to
take care of myself and even have inner peace. I used to live on drugs
but now, I don’t take drugs any longer. I feel healthy.
It is not
easy to quite the brotherhood because we undergo terrible and diabolic
initiation process that hardened us. It is only by God’s touch that
anyone one could renounce the group. When I was still there a certain
high profile member of the Boko Haram sect, named Shuaib, renounced the
group. I was part of many others who personally swore that we would
ensure that we skin Shuaib alive if we see him anywhere.
But I
want to tell my colleagues who are still in it to have a change of
heart. I now realize that killing Christians would not take me to
heaven; instead, it will take me to hell. And I’m ready to live a good
life as a Christian.”
Source: The HeraldNG
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