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By Abdul Mutallib Muktar abdulmutallib.muktar@mail.com Many people have continued to oppose the endorsement of Hon. Abbas Tajuddeen as a speaker of the Green Chambers without presenting adequately valid reasons. Hon. Abbas Tajuddeen is so much opposed on no ground other than “he’s not known, he’s not popular, he is weak”. People who keep commenting that he is not known or popular have unfortunately failed to find a way of knowing him, his rich curriculum vitae, antecedents and pedigree. The reservedness, tolerance, diplomacy and peacefulness that define the personality of Hon. Abbas Tajuddeen have been misunderstood to be a weakness. The victory of any government is not all about winning election in all or most of the key offices provided by a political system. Winning election, therefore, is not the end, nor the beginning of the end, but an end to a particular beginning. Being the victorious party in presidential election and the winner of the majority seats in the National Assembly, ...

Waking up in the early hours of Monday, preoccupied by the thought of my inaugural speech, came to me with great astonishment. The announcement of my swearing-in as the President, Court of Appeal, ABU Judiciary, sounded to me like a fairy tale. This remarkable step in my journey at the Faculty of Law, ABU, Zaria would not have materialised without the approval of the Lord of their lordships, the Creator of the universe. To Him be the glory! The copacetic effort of the Council of Principal Partners, Faculty of Law, Ahmadu Bello University, must not go unappreciated for an impressive display of expertise, resilience and wisdom from the period of rigorous screening to the period of a colourful inauguration. This milestone would not have been reached without the supervision of our dogged, patient and supportive lecturers. Thank you immensely. I am using this medium to offer my sincere congratulations to the newly appointed Chief Justice of ABU SRC-Court, Justices of Supreme Court, Justices...

In his hands was an address written on a small piece of paper by Dr Boko, a man whom Sadiq met at an event in Lagos few months ago. Sadiq was opportune to sit close to Dr Boko at the event which had a huge attendance including people from outside the shores of the country. Boko's eloquence, without more, spoke of his rare intelligence and intellectualism.  Sadiq glanced at the small piece of paper to ascertain whether he was actually in front of the house whose address was given to him by Boko. There and then, the thought of how a conversation started between him and Boko at the event in Lagos, descended into his mind. "Sir, could you tell me the name of the person speaking on the podium?" Sadiq curiously asked because he came in late as a result of the congested roads in Lagos. What added to his curiosity was the flawless flow of the speaker who was speaking about pan-Africanism and how, like a magnet, rolled up the attentions of everyone inside the extremely large hall....

"Aisha, the PTA meeting is tomorrow. Don't forget to remind your Daddy as you always do." Dije told Aisha at the hearing of the bell ringing from the over-anxious hands of the Time Prefect who seemed to enjoy every bit of the sound from the bell. Dije and Aisha are classmates who became friends from their initial days in the school. They are about 13 years old. For about five times, Aisha's father has not been attending the PTA meeting and nor was she represented by anyone. The notorious rule in the school is that, any student whose father or elderly male guardian has not attended the meeting, the student will either be fined or be given 10 lashes of koboko. To Aisha, any PTA meeting means 10 lashes of koboko. Dije, as young as she is, has been observing Aisha so much that she noticed some unusual things about her. Aisha used to be an-always-happy girl, telling and listening to stories from her friends. But in the recent days, about a period of three terms, Aisha'...

  Our village had been under constant attacks by a group of people whom we had no iota of knowledge about. They would come and start shooting sporadically. The shooting usually lasted for about three to four hours in a broad daylight and sometimes in the night. Those who were mostly killed are men because they were always outside, either at the markets or at their various farms trying to survive the lashing economy of the country. And when they attacked in the night, women were not also left out. It was in one of such terrible attacks that I lost my two loving parents. The attackers set the whole village on fire after the operation. I wouldn't have been narrating this story had I not visited my grandmother in a neighboring village on the day of the attack. I would have also been killed. How painful and sympathetic the life of a girl of my age without both parents? I was about 18 years old then. That was how I miserably settled in the village of my grandmother who had grown so old t...

Abdul Mutallib Muktar abdulmutallib.muktar@gmail.com The very time you were born into this world, no one foresaw who you would become in the future. But on your palm appeared bold letters stating that you would rule the emirate of Zazzau in 2020 to a period only time can tell; it is just that human eyes could not see. Until today that it finally happened, we would not have known what was on your palm when you came to the world. It is with the hands of faith we accept you as the fate of Zazzau. Long may you reign, Your Royal Highness. A gentleman like you with a mountain of experience deserves the turban and that is the reason we hear varieties of tambourine drums coming from different places celebrating you as the successor to the late Shehu Idris of blessed memory (May his soul rest in peace). The space of social media is filled up with good wishes and prayers for you as the man currently sitting on the throne after weeks of expectation and prayers. Your Higness, in you I see the r...