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…
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…
By A.M Kolawole Kathy sat with her legs dangling over the edge of the side of the hood. The band of her earphones held strands of straight copper hair that had come loose from two thick braids that hung down her back. She swayed with the music that only she could hear. Her shoulders raised,…
By Muslimah Badmus People are meant to come into your life but not everyone will be willing to stay. While some will come to offer, many will come to see what you can offer, but always give the benefit of the doubt but be careful not to be fooled twice. Many will come…
By Bashir Turawa As I sat at a corner, critically pondering on life with its difficulties. Then, the thought of Nigerian Tertiary institutions filled my mind. The poor state of Nigerian tertiary institutions is alarming. Although, there’s been a saying which states that ‘no struggle, no success’ but that doesn’t mean we should…
NEW ERA OF JOURNALISM IN UDUS By: Tijani Abdullah It is with utmost importance I share with you my experience of an irresponsible father of five children, for best understanding of the central idea of this article. My admission into this institution gave me an opportunity to encounter the him and by now…
