By: Muneer Yaqub In all honesty, nothing gladdens my heart than finding myself an agent of positive change. Bringing joy and smiles to faces of sorrow, and agony. Alterating the mischief of the less privileged and the underdogs in the environment. Lending my voice to the voiceless oppressed, victims of a negligent…
By: Muneer Yaqub Moved, so seconded; the motion of action. Charged, the “Orubebes” of the House quickly went to work. They flew into a rage. Things fell apart, apologies to Achebe. Chants of “Greatest Nigerian students!” rented the air, with ardor. Aluta Sabotage, so it seemed. But, fortunately, there was…
By Taofeek Bolaji For anybody who is conversant with how resumptions have always been in Usmanu Danfodiyo University, Sokoto, will argue not the fact that late resumption has become an embraced tradition by the students of the university. Students resume very late after holidays for the commencement of every session or semester. Customarily, every stretch…
By Adegbite Taoheed Tossing out my toes has widen and deepen my experience on who and who are the beggars in Nigeria. Not to ridicule any, after all , they are part of the societal existence. If not clear, read “Beggars strike “. Of course, a developed society has not who to thank, but their…
By Abdullah Tijani Why must it be his time? This is my first public project fa, why did it have to cause all these fuss? I really want to help my colleagues but they were shouting, why? And I don’t want to become angry? Sir, pls don’t mind them. Don’t let their ignoramus attitude enrage…
The department of mass communication helps to prepare students for positions in the mass media industry, governmental agencies and other organizations where journalistic communication skills are crucial. This department helps to provide students with skills in areas such as journalism, broadcasting, films, publishing, advertising and public relations and more. The aforementioned benefits of having a…
By Maryam Abdullahi I laid down in my wooden bed, all dressed, as it was only ten more minutes before sheshi would arrive, as usual he comes at exactly 12 noon, while I had my eyes fixed on the sluggish wall clock, I heard footsteps followed by a collective thumping guffaw, heavily, a slender voice…
By Maryam Abdullahi My feelings are troubled, for every time I recall my fate is still undecided, I feel like a dry leaf about to fall off the tree, more worrisome is Nda’s silence over my case, Although, to a point, it has only done good to have helped cook my mind, all ready to…
By Maryam Abdullahi The intense silence exposed by the night reflected too much peace which encouraged the flow of boredom in my mood. For that reason, I thought it comforting to involve my thoughts in a passionate colloquy, while I struggled for a worthy moment, a vibrant time settled in my memory. When I took…
By Muneer Yaqub Today, I am excited. For the voice of my pen that rumbled a few days ago, seems to have been heard. The outcry of our underdogs has been harkened to, eventually. The people spoke, my pen stroke; barriers broke. Who then says the pen is not mightier than a thousand…
