By: Abudu Olalekan Silence.Then chaos. Not Hollywood. Not a drill. Real life. Last Thursday night. On the black water near Calabar. Seventeen souls. Just trying to get home.Gone. Snatched off a Sea Express Limited boat by men with guns. How? You ask.Easy. Because these waterways? They’re a labyrinth. Mangroves swallowing sound. Narrow channels where big…
By: Abudu Olalekan President Bola Tinubu steps up. Not to a podium. To us. To Ibadan. To the nation watching shaky phone screens. He clears his throat. Adjusts his agbada. And drops a line that’ll haunt Twitter feeds for days: “Your suffering is a pain of painful a surgery.” Pause.Wait… what? Yeah. That’s right. “Pain…
By: Abudu Olalekan Tuesday. UNILAG campus. Akoka. Sun beating down. Heat hugging the air like a thick blanket. Inside the lecture hall? Quiet. Then—a murmur. Andrew Wilson stepped up. His eyes scanning the room. “Its not just training,” he said. “It’s about leaders who’ll change Africa’s game.” The crowd leaned in. Chambers and associations across…
By: Abudu Olalekan Thursday. 11:40 AM. Awka. Sun beating down. Then—boom. Just gone. Like sandcastles washed by tide. No warning. Just dust. Panic everywhere. People running. Screaming. My heart sank watching it. The building? Behind the State House of Assembly. Off Ekwueme Square. Still under construction. Roofing stage. Workers on top. Suddenly, nothing. Just rubble….
By: Akinde S. Oluwaseun He vanished. Not with a bang. Not with a chase. Just… gone. Olumide Adebiyi Adediran—aka Kevin. Eric. Maxo. Edward. The list goes on. A man with too many names and too many lies. Back in 2001, he walked into a bank in Champaign, Illinois. No big deal. Except the check? Fake….
By: Akinde S. Oluwaseun Just hours after dusk, it happened. Not on some backroad. Not in a market crush. But right there — his own porch, under the weak glow of a single bulb. The lawmaker, representing Pankshin South in Plateau’s assembly, was grabbed. Dragged off. Gone. By gunmen. AIT says it was from his…
