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They stand in twos in strategic locations savouring the quiet nature of the night under the winking stars. Littered all over the floor are the ìràwés and dead flowers making efforts to live again by the caress of the tender breeze and sight of aspiring couples. It is uncommon to see two standing still and stuck like the Yoruba cultural èère ìbejì which separation might spell doom. Silhouettes abound in shapes and shades as diverse lips whisper sweet nothing to curious ears. As for the courteous Igi ìsáná which paves way for a carefully tarred road towards the school clinic, they dare not meddle as they are destined to watch and wish without more. Cascading the environment is a keen contest of beauties, sizes, shapes and pickup lines. Brazenly, walking through the concourses of this love setting single is like a blind negotiating for an expensive wrist watch- ìrònú fit kill person! In a frenzy of introspective imagination, a realistic sketch of Cupid appears close to the moon for true lovers to behold at this sacred lane of the institution. The love lane is just a few metres away from the motor park of the 1975 born Better by far university.

There is no doubt that there are several joints in the university of Ilorin- the skyways, walkways, coca cola village, SUB arena, PGD boulevards, law park, law resorts etc. These joints are celebrated for the fun and respite they afford callers anytime a need to live beyond the academic race comes. However, as a well travelled student within the various locations in the school, the engineers that constructed these venues were unable to construct nature there- the positioning of the moon, trees, stars and whirlwind tone like a notification of Orò's approach. This sleepless night afforded me a chance to reflect and give the verdict that the LOVE LANE is the mother of all joints. Forget the romantic touch of the zephyr while sitting or standing under those trees adjoining the DSA's office. After all, the DSA would not hug you except you make a first class, but I contend that we all deserve a hug. An embrace beyond an academic one given by our Deans on occasional basis.

Sailing on the sea of worthy pasts, I have come to realize that those things that money can't buy are actually at the love lane. Beyond the prejudiced supposition of immorality prevalent in institutions, the love lane is themed with plethora of world changing factors- friendship, love, trust, inspiration, compassion and motivation. There are instances where strolls are taken to this joint to await coolers from our female counterparts when the week of pride dwindles. Down moments when they need a shoulder to lean on and cry for the outcome of that CBT exam- at the love lane, we allow them. It does not matter to us that the man who won the heart is in Ile-Ife as long as we can be there for their sisí in ònà ìfé (love lane). The love lane is a world that proves the unity in diversities. It is an avenue where you can lap a partner bigger than your destiny without getting fatigued.

There, inspiration for the poem, Sisí ológe came and we did write it. We observed that the lavender of some female callers endangers the sleeping birds and bats. At the love lane, we saw the vision to create the Àsàké poetic story based on the ladies changing partners like a chameleon changes colour. From those lines reflections were provoked from far and near. Lessons taught and learnt beyond the love lane. From the thought of the dead leaves and flowers struggling to live again by the wind's touches at the love lane, we wrote Ìràwé and readers took a pause to ponder on the transient nature of life and temporal nature of beauty. The Ìgboro poetic complaint to the street that won a prize was inspired by a mere stare down the love lane. Though, there is no doubt that while some trust at the love lane, some thrust, a few rot and others love. But an attempt to put an end to the business at the love lane because of a few rough edges is like avoiding sleep because of death.

Dear Professor Abdul-Ganiyu Ambali, as one of my revered Facebook friends and academic father, I am aware that you embrace incredible ideas. With that, you have really transformed the school. In the spirit of that, if you get to read this, may I beg thee to preserve the love lane for us? Or better still, create another love garden where my alma mater can produce the Romeo and Juliet that won't commit suicide. Upon this, I shall apply for a break from my firm to submit a proposal and defend such with recommendations before the Senate if this offer is considered worthy of acceptance. And sir, tell those security men to stop parading that joint at night as if their lives depend on it. If they are eager to work, the Nigerian Army is largely recruiting. Their unsolicited interference is affecting the input and output over there. I know you would be thinking our academic life will be jeopardized, that is not so sir. Habeeb Whyte and I were among the trustees of the love lane back then, though with different motives. You may check our academic record and activities on campus, we were not bad. And at the risk of sounding proud, the council of legal education rated our set first in Nigeria in the just concluded bar exams, and the love lane helped in cooling down tension before we went to the law school.

On Thursday, I shall step the soil of my alma mater again to honour the invitation of UCJ. Meanwhile, I shall stage a protest walk to the faculty of law to confirm whether the callup letter I saw online was the same sent to the school. If yes, the Dean would have some explanations to make. He should tell me the crime I committed to warrant being thrown to Borno. But before then, I shall head for the love lane to offer some poetic sacrifice to Cupid. After all, the Bible reads- ìfé ni àkójá òfin.

Fynestboi:
Tunde Aluko.
Do we have to experience adversity or serious hardship before we can get the best out of life?

In struggle we found strength says Oprah Winfrey.  Tough challenges reveal our strengths and weakness. Adversity helps us discover who we are, hardships can often lead us to examine who we are and question what is important in life. In fact people who have experienced seriously adverse events frequently report that they were positively changed by their negative experiences.

Whenever we are faced with harder or more complex problem in life, overcoming it will make us wiser. Naturally, human race gets stronger and have survived hardship which stimulates the development the human race is now enjoying.

The past leaders of this country have been found to have gone through adversity before they can accomplish greatness. For example, former president Olusegun Obasanjo once spent time jail.  And also when growing up, he served someone for his father’s debt. In no doubt, these hardships give him the leadership strength he used to rule this country effectively.

A professor in my school graduated with a third class from University of Lagos, but now, he’s arguably one of the best professors of Mathematics in Nigeria. He used to explain how failure transformed him to a brilliant man.

Another example, following Steve Jobs high school graduation in 1972, Jobs enrolled at Reed College in Portland, Oregon. Reed was an expensive college which Paul and Clara could ill afford. They were spending much of their life savings on their son's higher education.  Jobs dropped out of college after six months and spent the next 18 months dropping in on creative classes, including a course on calligraphy. In the commencement address Steve Jobs gave at Stanford, Jobs said that, while he continued to audit classes at Reed, he slept on the floor in friends' dorm rooms, returned Coke bottles for food money, and got weekly free meals at the local Hare Krishna temple. In that same speech, Jobs said: "If I had never dropped in on that single calligraphy course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts.

Don’t they say what does not kill us makes us stronger?

 

Sources: www.wikipedia.org

Succinct but deep and worthwhile. Your piece is a demonstration of Nelson Mandela's time-honoured aphorism that fewer words are equal to clearer points. Nonetheless, there are more to work on.

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Fynestboi:
Name:Danjuma Joseph
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SCIENCE IS A MENACE TO HUMANITY
Science is defined as the systematic enterprise of gathering knowledge about the universe, organising and condensing that knowledge into testable laws and theories.theses theories are good but the practicals and experiment of these theories are not good at all.

Imagine an individual who is intending to living long in life.But the issue of health has made him to have a short lifespan simply because of the innovation sciences has made.Canned foods, prone people to Cancer, which is a serious ailment in the world today. Also the oil spillage which is going on in this country has contaminated almost all the water in the south of Nigeria.In Nigeria the average water Savage of about 240,000 barrels are been spilled every year.This will be what the masses will be taking into their body system almost everyday.This act is very dangerous to them. according to Winston S. Churchill and I quote "healthy citizens are the greatest asset any country can have".The reverse is the case when we are not in good health.

Furthermore,it is better for you to be late to an event,than for you to be the late. science has brought about sophisticated cars and guns,that destroy lives and property. The invention of these things, make people to harm innocent lives.This  has made mortality to be to be a normal activity, unlike the ancient days that people use to live long.

Also,because of  science the rate of mortality is increasing day by day.Most teenagers of nowadays ,who know nothing in life are being addicted to watching pornographic film and magazines.This act will eventually make him/her commit rape in a society where he knows he will not be caught.And the victims who are always females might get pregnant in the process, which can make them to commit abortion which is a 50/50 chance for sirvival.What made them to do that is simply because of the enaction of science.This lead me to say that the rapist might forget but the raped will never forget such scenario.

Furthermore, Science brings about increase in the rate of failure in our educational system.Children of this generation are too intoxicated with playing games, watching films,browsing from morning till night.And when it is about time  for their exams they will be looking  for manner that they did not work for.Such student will surely be tempted to engage in exam malpractice and when this happens,The life of such student is dying gradually. when this student fails Waec and Jamb he or she will say that it is the people from his village, that is seeking for his failure.hmmmm I laugh a normal African mentality.

Science makes corruption to be promoted faster and easier.our  "Ogas at the top" will sit in their office and just with a click they have embezzled millions of naira that needs to be invested  for the well being of the masses. According to Friedrich Niet and I quote "whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.And if you gaze long enough into an abyss,the abyss will gaze back into you."They don't know that what they are doing will surely bounce back at them later. When theasses did not have what to eat they will be forced to go out to steal and when this happens they will surely blame our " ogas at the top".hmmm!computer has made corruption easier for the elite to go on with their selfish lives.that is why the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer.

In conclusion, science has lead to the invention of product that limits the life of human beings in the world.Also science has lead to the death of many hidden potentials in this world that ought to have done greater exploit.science has also made our youths to be lazy instead of them to be in busy doing things that will profit them in life.Science has lead to the spread of an unknown spread of sickness to be rampard in the world.what pains me most is that the world cant do without these things anymore, what we need is just for us to be careful in handl


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Nice attempt. It would score high if you don't have an intellectually intimidating opponent. Loopholes abound.

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Fynestboi:
Nairaland Username: ShehuAba

Institution representing: withheld

 

 

 

Topic: Is Nigeria's university degrees overhyped?

There is no gain-saying that tertiary education has come to stay in Nigeria. With universities, leading the chart of institutions training students within the tertiary level. Nigerian universities are as old as tertiary education in Nigeria, with the founding of the then "University College Ibadan" as far back as 1948. Afterwards, universities ranging from federal, state, and private have sprang up across the nooks and crannies of the federation.

So many questions arise:

Has our universities performed up to expectation?

Can we truly compare what is obtained in Nigerian universities with what is in existence elsewhere?

Has our universities truly impacted the lives of our teeming youths.

But before I move further, it should be noted that Nigerians are fond of the university educational system, as if there success lies in it. Most Nigerians don’t even appreciate other tertiary educational institutions which includes the polytechnics and colleges of education. This is in fact evident in the yearly applicants to the various institutions in the Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examinations U.T.M.E exams. With universities been the most sought after tertiary institutions in Nigeria. So I now ask: Is Universities Degree Overhyped in Nigeria?

Yes, university degree is overhyped in Nigeria, though the truth remains that "University degree is not a license to success anywhere" but many Nigerians think it is so, many Nigerians think that with your degree, you have successfully gotten a "meal-ticket" for yourself in Nigeria. Therefore to prove my points I will make the following submissions:

Inadequate Facilities in our universities: Nigerian universities are just too overhyped; a trip to the universities in Nigeria especially the federal and state owned institution will confirm this. Most universities do not possess the necessary facilities to train the students. The laboratories are empty, the classrooms and lecture theatres are not enough, and the hostel facilities are inadequate. The school environment is nothing to write home about. Though many students still prefer to go there with these inadequacies, but I ask: what is the essence of a university without adequate and efficient facilities?

Poor academic training: many Nigerian universities have not really done justice to the training of its students. It is a fact that though some lecturers are trying their best, but most of them are nowhere to be found. Researching which is supposed to be a priority for universities has now been relegated. Most lecturers do not take their time to really teach the students what they need to know. Some don’t even teach at all, and they just expect the students to just cram what they have learnt to pass the examinations.

In conclusion, the fact that the university system is overhyped in Nigeria cannot be over-emphasised. Many graduates of these our universities can't really compete favourably with their counterparts from other institutions. Most students are just too obsessed with the degree and are lazy intellectually to do things on their own. All hands must be on deck to correct this anomaly.

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That was an amazing one friend. Work on your diction and learn the secret in answering questions that would pop from your reader's mind. Nice one.

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Fynestboi:
Name :- Sobaloju Israel Dara.
School:- withheld.
Username on Nairaland:- Microflux.


POLITICAL PARTIES SHOULD ENGAGE MORE YOUNG PEOPLE.
"Youths are the future of tomorrow" they say. But this saying had been arbitrarily ruled out by the 'old' leaders of this generation who has blue blood flowing in their veins and this had always been a burning question amidst the scholars and youths of these generation. But before I proceed, it is imperative to give honour to whom honour Is due.

Therefore, Good day the chairperson, chief judge, panel of judges, amiable audience, watchful time-keeper, co-debaters, indomitable Nairalanders and its guests. My name is Sobaloju Israel Dara a student
of the great citadel of knowledge, withheld , am here to speak for the motion which states "political parties should engage more young people".

Before I begin to marshal my point, it is indeed wise to unlock some salient points in the topic. To a layman the context of the topic may be misinterpreted. What is a political party? A political party according to wikipedia.com "is an organization of people which seeks to achieve goals common to its members through acquisition and exercise of political power". Who are the young people? Young people, otherwise known as youths, according to UNESCO, is best understood as "a period of transition from the dependence of childhood to adulthood's independence and awareness of our interdependence as members of a community". This statement is a truism, a truism is a statement that is completely true "rep-ipsa-loquitor".

In the first premise, the vast majority of the voters are not young people; it's pretty obvious. Since 1991 no General Election has seen more than 50% of young people turn out to vote. Young people are voting less,are less likely to register to vote and are uncommitted to political parties. This can be traced to the fact that our government which ought to be democratic is now genrontocratic(a government run by old people). People who has run out of ideas or with outdated ideas, through this, I think the youths have used these as a form of protest to show they are not a galah. The gaggle of politicians which political parties plies have gone a long way to detest the rights of the youths by intimidating them, by so doing the youths see themselves as inferior even when they join such parties.

Futhermore, meaningful democracy requires the meaningful participation of youths. Not as political thugs for causing raunches or violence and vandalism. But young people have much to offer societies- from innovation to creativity to new thinking. Their participation in democracy promotes active citizenship, strengthen social responsibility and can enhance democratic processes and institutions. And today's young citizens are tomorrow's leaders and decision-makers. Yet young people's engagement with democracy faces significant challenges, threatening the future of healthy democracies.

Either by putting an age barrier on people who can contest for a post(e.g 45 years for a governorship candidate) or by underating the ideology of young people. Young people aged between 15 and 25 make up one-fifth of the world's population, but have limited influence in national political institutions. Imagine a man of seventy years contesting for a political post, what do he has to offer? I know my opponent may want to opine that 'it deals with experience'. But don't forget an African adage that states "the dogs of this generation knows how to hunt for the rats of this generation".

However, young people are often well-placed to help tackle the challenges they face - including poverty, discrimination, barriers to education and limited employment opportunities by improving means and ideas for themselves but frequently, have limited opportunities to meanifully participate in democratic action. It is not essential for youths to start by rulling


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Well done my friend. From your argument, I saw the passion but there are still a lot to work on.

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Fynestboi:
NAME: ANUNUKEM SAMUEL(NUNUSHOKOTO)
SCHOOL: withheld.
ESSAY TITLE: THE FUTURE I SEE FOR MYSELF



How do i see myself in the next 10years?,Where will i be in 12years time?,What will i be doing by that time? These are questions that always run through my mind each time i sit to think about myself and my future.


Everybody has a dream and most people have goals. If you want your goals and dream to become a reality,you must move towards them consistently and purposefully. Some people attempt to attract their goals without taking much action while others choose to act their goals but without the added advantage of also drawing those goals to them; doing things that will push them to the path of their goals. Action alone can bring positive results but it is much faster to combine the two techniques.


I am one of those who believe that nothing good in this life comes easy an i am also fortunate to come from a society where the people also believe in the same phenomenon. Someone once said that most of the richest people in the are those who have their private businesses or organisations and not those who rely solely on meagre monthly earnings that can barely satisfy their basic necessities,and that has always been my watch-word in life.
I see myself having my own personal business,being my own boss and not working under any firm or organisation. I want to be an employer of labour, not an employee. I want to create job opportunities for the youth and the unemployed citizens of this great country.


Every child's aim is to be greater that than is predecessors and to surpass the level which his parents were able to reach.I have always had the zeal and urge to be greater than my parents, to be the light in my family, the one who will carry thè family to greater heights and uphold the family's name since i am the first child of my parents.


Whatever dramas are going on in my life,I always find that place inside my head where i see myself as the cleanest, tallest, strongest and wisest person that i can be. I can taste sweet and blissful emotions on the tip of my tongue, adventures and discoveries around every corner, passion and inspiration within every minute of the day,dreams and future plans that are yet to come my way, and each step counts as i get closer to my dreads and success.


As time goes on, i see many new things within the day and night.
I know i can shine as bright as the stars at night and as bright as the sun in the day,for the cloud will never get in my way.
I cannot help but wonder where life will take me, what life has in store for me, what obstacles i will face in the future, where i will be in 10years time. Whatever it is, i believe that no one or nothing can stop me from becoming what and where I want to be.
No one knows where life will take me to, for life is like the ocean; it can be rough and dangerous or as calm as it can be.



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I do commend your zeal and effort on the topic. It is impressive that you took time out for this. Here is my grading. I do wish I have the time to elaborate and share experience on oration, public speaking and debate at a future date.
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They have a dream- they have a dream that one day, when you alight at your destination from a bus, you shall be welcomed by a celebratory clatter for such heroic act of coming down. They have a dream- they have a dream that at the expiration of your tenancy on your Landlord's property, you shall be awarded a heroic medal for not refusing to vacate the apartment. They have a dream- that every cock and bull stories must not go uncelebrated. They have a dream- that doing the normal should be celebrated in an abnormal way. They sure do, the team of individuals who can't live with the shock of the expiration of Jonathan's tenancy at the Aso castle.

A couple of years back, I have observed that the major problem of Nigeria lies in the common men on the streets. For a study, the conflict arising on the grounds of religion and ethnic groups does not matter to those who matter. The problem is predominant among the populace who cannot think deep enough to observe that the affairs of Nigeria is not like the affairs of a church, a mosque, a Yoruba community, an Igbo clan or a Hausa town. When it comes to national affairs, Nigeria is Nigeria. Our concern should be a competent Nigerian. Not on the grounds of religion, tribe or social status. That is why Jonathan is the President of Nigeria and not that of Otuoke. That was why Obasanjo was the Grand Commander of the Federal Republic of Nigeria and not of Owu. However, with the brand of Jonathan's unrelenting praise singers, our reputation as a nation stands on a dwindling end.

After the figurative burial of President Jonathan in the political landscape, I thought that I was done with him. Nevertheless, his type of supporters won't let one rest. They are nauseating shouters who won't stop at anything to be heard. It is difficult to address them without making a reference to Mr. President himself. His supporters are the proverbial 'eran ibiye'- Ibiye is the name of a man who was blind on the right eye. Ibiye had a stubborn goat which was blind on the left eye. Each time the stubborn goat erred, victims of its trespass would insult it by saying 'iwo eran oloju kan yi.' Due to the ambiguous nature of the sentence, Ibiye did construe it to mean that the goat is being addressed as a one eye man's goat. Jonathan supporter's are like Ibiye's goat. They are more like it when you consider their chants for making Jonathan a hero.

Shall we jointly consider the matter at hand beyond the lenses of political affiliation and bias? In doing this, we should examine the gap between the words 'normal' and 'exceptional.' For the sake of practicability, certain persons whose names have appeared on the heroic list in Nigeria should be considered here for this unprejudiced litmus test. Awolowo, Nnamdi Azikwe and Ahmadu Bello in the political landscape. Chinua Achebe and Wole Soyinka in the literature field. Fela Anikulapo, Ladi Kwali, Olufunmilayo Kuti and others also come to mind in different areas. It should be worthy of note that while the above sojourned in those areas mentioned, they were not without contemporaries. Yet, their ingenuity and relevance cannot be dispensed with because they were exceptional while their contemporaries who did not make the list were normal.

To rule is normal, just as to rule right is normal. It is just a logical expectation. It is not different from a student attending a class or a conductor beckoning on passengers to board his vehicle. A man with the proper reasoning skills knows that driving on a smooth road is not a privilege that should warrant a noise, it is a right. The government that did such did not do it at its expense, it did it on the collective wealth of the nation- tax payer's money. I admit that as Nigerians, we are not use to good governance. Our leaders know it and that is why 5 hours of electricity in 24 hours and fixing 130 kilometres of a 240 kilometres road would make campaign achievements. We buy it! The political circumstance has altered our reasoning- we have 'grown' to see anomalies as norms and then norms as incredible. If you have your doubt, go for a survey of opinions of politics. It would be hard to meet someone who would condemn embezzlement outrightly. The best you can hear is 'if I get there, I would take mine too, but not much.' A beautification of impunity!

When there is a leader, and certain things go wrong like the Chibok case, the NNPC fund, the power saga etc. It behooves on us as a people to canvass that those in power be mentally examined. If satisfied that their nonchalance and insensitiveness towards the problem has no touch of mental issue, a vote of no confidence should follow. But not in Nigeria. A dormant leadership is what we understand. It has been and whoever wants to change it is a joker. That is why in the 21st century, you could hear a shout and rush out, only to realize it was all on 'up NEPA'. Through this problem, people like Jonathan are set to reap and even be made hero. If I may ask, which hero does Jonathan share an iota of semblance with? Nelson Mandela? Awolowo? Azikwe? Ahmadu? Thinking about it is as good as exercising in preparation for madness.

On Jonathan's heroic assumptions and suggestions, I did not want to make any remark, but the shallow thought syndrome is being sold and bought too fast. Did I hear someone saying he is the father of Democracy? Then what do you say about Abdulsalam Abubakar handing over in 1999? What do you say about Ibrahim Babangida stepping down even as a military leader? President Jonathan did something just normal- something like paying a food vendor for the service of providing you meal. Something as normal as vacating an apartment when your rent is due. Something as ordinary as driving on the road instead of the lawn. How many people has such made a hero?

I do not want to do a review of Jonathan's harsh policies and economic hardship. I want to believe that he was a lesson for Nigerians never to choose on the ground of pity again. Yet, President Jonathan is nothing near a Nigerian hero. In Otuoke, he could be one- the first of their kind to attain that height. There, they need not bother about what he achieved. But in the glare of the nation and the world, Jonathan is nothing short of a guitarist who broke his guitar strings before a global audience, he should vacate through the backstage without more.

RobinHez:
calm down! ur blood too dey hot

hehehehe... no vex jare. Na as naija be

RobinHez:
calm down! ur blood too dey hot

hehehehe... no vex jare. Na as naija be

Hilariously stimulating but intellectually dangerous. A serious firm would possibly not take him serious. Is this a cover letter or a job application?

I bet it would be carefully torn and the shreds thrown into the waste bin.

Another reflection of the disheartening state of the nation...

Somewhere, in a part of the Country washed steadily by the mighty Atlantic, four promising men were seen paraded naked. Bricks and clubs landing on their heads as fellow 'humans' cluster around them like a flock of hungry vultures. Short of the least energy to establish their innocence, they look up to heaven for the possibility of a miracle. Die! Die!! The team of manimals chorus as they hit their skulls with heavy bricks. Then, in the greatest fashion devoid of a scintilla of being humane, a woman offers a gallon of fuel and after drenching them in that, these parodies of men lit a match stick and drop the fire. Their cannibal noses savouring the scent of another man's burnt skin... Later, those boys were not robbers, but a victim of the anger of the poor towards the poor. Justice is yet to be gotten for them till now.

Yet, in another part of the Country, a lady had went to Shoprite, but to shop wrong. From her breasts down to her panties, she was stripped- molesters feigning punishers of evil as they touched and fondled her breasts. Touching places they ordinarily lack the status to touch. Then she kneels down, sits up and cries for mercy. With a degree of pitiable force, her thighs widely set apart and they attempt inserting the alleged stolen item in her genitals... Yet, the real thieves do not steal phones, but the meanings our lives hold and a means to achieving our dreams. They steal that and the anger makes us beasts against another.

On the same day, yet in another part of the Country tagged the giant of Africa, a man was seen at a banquet. With his big head and big stomach, he managed to move around in appreciation of fellow looters present at his party. His big head harbours an empty element. Billions upon billions disappeared through his magic politricking wand... But the killers of the innocent and 'burners' of men won't even have access to this big thief. The thieves who left the poor haunting and hurting the poor.

Again, today, in a part of Delta state, two men who obviously should have a better life if the society were ideal have been paraded for stealing tubers of yam. They have been disgraced and molested. They may not be killed, but their egos have been murdered. They may not be burnt, but ashes is left of their pride. Well, the real thieves do not steal yam tubers, but they steal our humane parts by unleashing poverty and hunger to frustrate the common men... We all chant, God will judge them. What if there is no God, what would have judged them?

What if there is no hell? Our leaders would have been feeding on our flesh. For the sake of the real Nigerian thieves, there must be HELL. For the common men have left everything to God. There must be GOD and the HELL fire must be burning beyond the endurance of any man.

charlesm91:
guy we dey same boat oooo. Really don't know what to say but orientation is at nasarawa. What's the way forward?

Our camp is slated for June 2, 2015. I was told we have the unfettered discretion to redeploy. I don't know how true.

Friends, there is TROUBLE o. BORNO of all places!

sansanluff:
and im so sure u wont win the case...hehehe

The question is 'is she going to pay my bill?" If the answer is in the affirmative, then let us start the legal battle.

pinkiepetitee:
u should. Trust me, this thread is the best place to catch fun

I concede to that friend.

sansanluff:
lmao...eyah

why the mockery now If Clans can pay my bill, i'd be her Counsel in Court where you would stand trial for "lmaohing and eyahing'

pinkiepetitee:
yea, but don't worry!d fun can't stop where d likes of owliver kingphilip and others are even richybanky sef

I guess i'd make visiting here a routine then. Some of the threads here are interesting and i have observed individuals with incredible and intimidating manner of approaching issues, but then, some threads and people are

clans:
Hidentity sef no understand my scope.. Na that level I been dey go before the guy just give me formal ela

Laughs. You people should not let me break ribs all in the name of laughter.

Owliver:
yh talks a lot about the school. A 2.1 student. Anyways, where you dey hope to serve?

Lagos sir. If i get anything outside that, I guess it won't be too pleasant. You?

pinkiepetitee:
doesn't mara, sebi ya a lawyer welcome to the house sha

. I was probably missing the fun here. Wonderful ladies and gentlemen abound here.

clans:
Ogundipe he's very smart and intelligent. One of my favorite friends ever.. And you're welcome

Hmmmm... I think that I know him. Well, there were almost a thousand aspiring lawyers in the faculty then. I guess, he was one of those I did not get to be close to.

pinkiepetitee:
henhen! I love lawyers! Hope ya cute?

It is unfortunate that I am not

Owliver:
hmmm my brother finished there too but in economics department. Heard your law is best in nigeria. Welcome brother

Thank you sir, but not just our law- our products. Your brother should have pulled some stunts to that effect.

clans:
I think lawyers are hot!!! I used to have a boyfriend in your school then.he's name is David.. Hope it ain't you

David? Okay, I may not be too sure that I know him. Thanks for the compliment about lawyers

richybanky:
U wlc bro

Thank you

pinkiepetitee:
nawa o, please introduce yourself first

@richybanky, femolala001 and pinkiepetitee, I am sorry if my approach seemed wrong by the absence of introduction. However, I did that on this forum before. I guess you did not notice that because I have not been a regular contributor.

However, for the record;
Moniker: Hidentity
I was graduated by the Faculty of Law, University of Ilorin in 2013.
Finished from the Nigerian Law School and called to the Nigerian Bar in 2014.

Thank you.

Good morning friends. Please, I was informed that people have started printing their call up letters online. I am yet to see mine or the link to print it on my dashboard. Please is anyone experiencing the same? Kindly mention me in your comment for the ease of getting to read it. Thank you.

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soma042:
He better go and learn how to make a good speech in English cus if he disgrace my country with his nomadic style of speech, i wunt wait for pdp before I'll bounce on him.

You meant POUNCE sir.

'For God sake, why would you go allowing that dog to chase you? See your right knee, the last one is yet to heal up, here we are again. Why would a a kid volunteer himself to be chased around by a dog all in the name of fun?' The young woman in her thirties lamented as she applied some medications on the fresh cut on the little boy's knee. Feeling the reaction of the iodine on his wound, the little patient wanted to protest by crying, but he dare not. Early in life, he was made to understand that every man should endure the consequence of his action without constituting nuisance to the next man. His mother pulled him up gently and led him to a seat. After he was seated, she continued from where she stopped 'that would be your office henceforth, when your friends come, tell them you have retired from the daily exercise of being chased by a dog. You are neither a cat nor a rat.' All the while, the addressee bent his neck and focused on his not so serious effort at breaking one of the tiny blue buttons fixed to his shirt. Considering his total silence and countenance, a stranger at the scenario would be deceived to believe that his remorse knew no bound. Actually he was remorseful- remorseful about the 'new' injury on his knee. But deep inside of him, he was unrepentant about his love for being chased by the neighbour's dog. After all, the dog itself was enjoying the daily habit and the injuries sustained by him and his two friends on those missions were not as a result of the dog's attack but their falls in the race process.

'Hey, hey, let us go,' the short guy beckoned from outside. It was three days after he was assigned to an office without function by his mother. Really, he was on his throne of grace sitting before the two other kids came. He could see their silhouettes through the louvres as they moved up and down to ensure that their tiny voices reach the one whom it concerned. From his office, different from his usual jump, he gently struggled to reach for the door. Unlike the initial injuries he suffered, this was way different. He was finding it hard to walk and a touch of fever had managed to get its luggage in his lanky body. He had two doses of analgin injection at the hospital earlier that day. He limped to the door and opened it. Something was different, his two friends had folded papers fastened to their knees with rubbers to prevent suffering similar fates. He managed to smile upon noticing this but the weakness would shorten the smile's lifespan as he felt pains even on his cheeks. 'Take, pick paper inside and use this' Dotun, said kindly as he offered him a long tiny rubber. 'No, I cannot go today, I am sick'. He replied as he grabbed one arm of each of his friends to touch his neck. 'Sorry, but try. We won't stay long.' Feeling too weak to survive the least of arguments, he turned back and shut the door. He then limped back to his 'office.'

'I think that his condition is not improving, he is finding it so hard to walk and he is getting weaker' his father said as he bent before him adjusting the bandage on his knees. 'I thought as much, I don't know why a cut would lead to such level of limping' his mother said in a troubled tone. Considering the impressive professional reputation of the staff at the Catholic hospital in the town, the father suggested taking him to the Catholic hospital...

'...so, the limping has nothing to do with the cut on the knee. The analgin injection is the problem in this case. The fear is, even with the surgery suggested, he may never get to walk normally again. So, the surgery would prevent further damage to his limb but it may not make the difference of letting him walk as he used to.' The doctor declared before his parents. The boy grabbed the message, he was trying to also grab the gravity it holds for his dream. He had dreams and he needed those feet- he needed his psychological feet and his physical one. But with the development, won't the absence of a fit physical feet affect the psychological influence on his race in life? His mother started sobbing and the father became the consoler general on both sides...

Three days after, he was moved to the theatre on a wheel chair. He looked into the eyes of the doctor and saw fear. He saw the route that lead to the uncertain destination. He was less than 9, but he did not want to be pitied due to his situation. He heard about the travails of the limping Waheed in his sister's class, he was told about the emotional torture Waheed endured everyday in the hands of his colleagues. They taunted him to run and made a mockery of his uneven running style. During the debate session on Fridays, Waheed's chair was always placed at the left corner of the stage to prevent him from the roughs and toughs of the other agile and fit students. On that stage, even without any performance, Waheed became a celebrity of circumstance to look out for due to the inability of his colleagues to understand the gimmicks of life. He was told how others envy the special treatment, but he wanted to work to be special, he did not want life to make him a special victim of circumstance. He burst into tears as the doctor approached him on the stretcher and placed his left hand on his left shoulder. The doctor did not say a word- maybe he was too young to be admonished that disability was not the end of life or that promising him that the surgery would make the desired difference would be an unprofessional lie. The doctor looked up to the nurses and nodded his head, and they moved him to the theatre bed...

Fifteen years later, he was searching for a document in his father's library, his attention was caught by a green file placed at the right corner of the shelf. He picked the file and opened it. A duplicate of the decision signed by his father lied awaiting him all the years. It was the document signed by his father that the surgery that would make the unknown difference be performed on his little son. He sighed, picked up a pen and looked at the crutches placed beside him- without them, walking was almost becoming impossible...

The crutches were actually the ones in the photograph inside the file. The little boy became the author of this piece.

'Author: Hidentity
Excerpt from the Autobiography (a page from the book of many pages)

Dedicated to the physically challenged,
I wish our world could be wiser than it thought it is,
I wish men could realize that the more we chase life, the chances of catching it diminishes,
That when you have fit legs, they are not meant to kick the one aided by crutches,
That when you have eyes; they are not meant to watch the blind walk into a pit,
That as soothing as the breeze of life seems to be, it ages us to make us realize;
That youthful agility is but for a moment,
That the wind of age would call and we would only watch others do what we were fond of doing,
That others would watch us reap the consequence of doing what we were fond of doing.

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The president-elect should consider addressing our orientation too. Charity has the reputation of beginning from home. Stephen R. Covey once said that a small leak can sink a great ship. Our nation seems to concern itself with what people have become than how they become that and why? The two questions go to the issue of orientation. As much as I would like to hold that insurgence has no hiding place in our revered religions, 'fanatism' can lead to abusing the goals of our religions.

I have seen a Christian family where even in the presence of their young children, they made a prayer point that 'MAY GOD NOT ALLOW A NON-CHRISTIAN BECOME THE LEADER OF NIGERIA.' It is that bad! Those innocent children would have questions but they won't ask. Are Muslims short of humans or leaders? They grow up in resentment of their friends on the other side and it festers into a bigger problem like this. It is not one sided, I also met people who were Muslims and they went on telling me how Islam forbids them from voting a non-muslim even if he is better than their brothers. As much as I do not believe this spurious stand point, I am not unaware of unsuspecting people who would buy this idea and sell it to naive people.

Our religions are like moral classes- they seek to preach that fairness is the key. That key is embracing the next man irrespective of status, religion, tongue or ideologies. When we embrace the next man despite the diversities, we have the key to open God's heart. In the evolutionary ladder, the formation of a child goes thus- human, nationality, Tribe and then religion. So, humanity outclasses whatever it is that we hold. Why should the less important factors like nationality, tribe and religion make us punish others?

The fastest route to winning God's heart is not the route to the Church, Mosque or Shrine, it is the route to doing good to the next man irrespective of the diversities. Igbo, Yoruba, Hausa, Nupe, Efik, Ibiobio, Ijaw etc may not come under the umbrella of Islam or Christianity but they sure pass for Humans. The realization of this and understanding of it would go a long way. So, let parents instill proper discipline and fair orientation in their children because one day, they would need to exhibit that orientation.