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 Habeeb Olokooba Once upon a time in human history. There lived a judge who was a corrupt one. He was so engrossed in the art of injustice that the mass of the people knew how corrupt he was and hated him for that behavior. Sequel to this, people took his matter before the king…
By Hauwa’u Malami As the morning sun peeks out from behind the clouds, Mahmud Mudi, a resident of “80k” Hostel in Shama, puts on a worried look. The reason for this is obvious: the 200-level veterinary medicine student, every morning, carries with him some of his empty jerrycans and goes ahead to queue together with…
By Ismail Amanatullah I remembered drinking pure water that day. The real big boys drink, a period where most students have limited cash on them, it shows who the real big boys are because we’d be the only ones to afford it by then. The rest could rush to the ever ‘steady…
By Abdulrasaq kamaldeen Morning dew has wet the dried leaf from being yield. When the school released the statement for the conduct of the 2023 Students Union elections, students were rejoicing like a minor who had a candle on his hand to lick. What came to students’ mind was that another era of new development…
By Abdullahi Uthman A man who refuses to yield will eventually yield to his burial mat. Humility, modesty, and self-effacement are essential personality traits. Humans, reactive organisms, respond to characters thrown at them; hence, an egocentric individual may struggle to earn respect. Respect is reciprocal, they say. In bygone eras, knowledge and courage defined societal…
By Queen Azeez Before now, I already know having a problem with an agency or bank in Nigeria is the beginning of other problems; a tour. At the same time, not solving it looks like a part of my everyday life has been cut away. It keeps coming back to my head that there’s something…
By Fathiu Jimoh As the sun slowly creeps over the sandy soil of Usmanu Danfodiyo University Sokoto (UDUS), a familiar smell fills the air around Jubril Aminu Hostel. It is the scent of hot oil, fried potatoes, and fresh awara. For many students, it signals more than breakfast. It signals survival. For Muheeb Au Talib,…
By Amanatullah Yusuf It would be something a lot of us can relate to: staying without phones until we are done with secondary school. How frustrating those days were? We had to stick to our elders and be on our very best behavior for a chance to watch video or play games on their phones….
By Olayiwola Ridwan Now at Morocco Ground: Aminu takes courage, subtly approaches Salamatu. Aminu: Good evening, Hajia Salamatu. How have you been? Salamatu: Evening. I have been good. Aminu: You are looking so dazzling this evening. I had always thought darkness would not do justice to your looks. But here you are! Your beauty alone…
