OF ABACHA'S DEATH AND THE MOST MEMORABLE BEATING OF MY LIFE By Anjorin Adeyemi

Since General Sanni Abacha has been so "generous" in sending us alerts even from the grave, may I also on this 21st anniversary appreciate him for leaving me a memorabilia on the date of his demise.

It was around evening in the Gaa-Akanbi area of Ilorin, somewhere on that Omosebi Hospital road linking Gaa-Akanbi and Ajase-Ipo road. I was just returning from lesson with Iyanuoluwa Ebenezer Adimula, only to see mammoth crowd jubilating from a far distance.

The spirit of beating kept giving me a Macedonian call. I obliged. Before I could remember my surname, I was already in their midst dancing and jubilating. Brethren, I had never seen such jubilation in my life. 21 years after, I can still sing those songs so well.

I joined them at Woye Bread, then we proceeded to Challenge through Sabo-Oke. The crowd only grew larger and larger. Different groups with different songs. Some with symbolic caskets, some with goats tied. It was too much fun to the very naive me.

Coincidentally, when we got to Taiwo road, I met my immediate elder brother Michael who had also been in another camp in the crowd. Omo the joy was unlimited. Aluta continua so did both of us also continue.

Checking the time, it was already 12am. Then out of nowhere, police came to disperse us with tear gas in front of the Amusement park. My Dad's welding shop was close to that place, and having been so used to area, navigating the shortcuts was just way too easy. To cut the long story short, we came out somewhere opposite A-Division through Coca-Cola road.

By the time we were approaching home brethren, the streets were absolutely deserted. Total blackout in those 1998 days of Ilorin. Just then, the unexpected happened. We met our Dad who had been looking for two of his children and was on his way to A-Division to report the case.

Brethren, at home that day, all I still remember is that he just kept the big chair behind the door...0

What a day!!!

lol i can imagine ...Kiloshele? Abasha ti ku

When the wicked ruler dies the people rejoice

You're a funny man. That was my service year and was working in my dad's office. I'm not even the type to stay out. Most often I'm back before 9pm.

I was in SS1 then,I remembered how happy people felt on hearing the news