Whoever designed the architectural masterplan of Ahmadu Bello University,Zaria was indeed a romantic designer. The planner must have been an intimate admirer of nature. The school can break you academically but has the soothing balm for you just by the side. Whoever went to ABU and didn't take away the love side of nature can never appreciate love forever.

In ABU zaria you find the most friendly camaraderie, in that place igbo language is most spoken than Hausa language, there you find the children of the rich reduced down to the level of the poor folks. No one ever carried an air of arrogance around him or her and ever lived to tell the story of nature's kindness. It was a meeting points of greatness.

In ABU zaria, a mini Nigeria was created and a sustained veins of integration put in emotion. Regardless of your biases, people were hurled together in one room. In no time, you had no option but to live the lives of yourselves. Bonds were established and affinities became so stimulating. Everyone was for all as all was for one.

Barriers were broken, prejudices abused. Intimate relationships built as people love for the sake of nature. Classes were attended together, discussions held into the nights. Life was sweet, the environment was a shelter for lovebirds.

The last place to see exchange of fist was ABU zaria, you dare not cause a rift as everyone was a product of civility. At night, Ribadu garden, Sculpture garden, Archi rooftops, Sodom and Gomorrah, Mahdi followers, Gorilla gate, Drama village were embracing abodes for lovers. Life was lived in fullest. People enjoyed unhindered intimacy. You dare not violate the rules of engagement. No cases of harassment, rape and any other misnomer. Life in ABU was paradise on earth.

You can't go to ABU and not have a friend. Friendship were cultivated and nurtured into lifetime homes. You either have an academic boyfriend or an emotional heartthrob. It was a beautiful experience. In Zaria, the only Aluta that supersede all other alutas was the emotional aluta. It was damn difficult to escape that- we are all product of emotional aluta.

Yes ABU zaria was a hub of love, peace and harmony but this bond is abruptly truncated the very moment you enter the mosque and the church! At that point, we are opposite of the above virtues. And I then wonder, what has religion done to us as a people?

Soberly musing

proudly Abusite, naturally ahead....argue with your phone.

School with the most beautiful girls.

We are naturally ahead...

Good one

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Beautiful write up...
All true except the igbo being spoken than Hausa, chairman for wia!?