By: Abudu Olalekan Close your eyes. Picture this: a room thick with tension in New York. Not some stuffy conference hall. Real tension. The kind that makes your palms sweat. António Guterres stood there last Friday. UN Secretary-General. Face grim. Words dropping like stones. “The threat is accelerating and evolving,” he said. Not future tense….
By: Abudu Olalekan Ever feel that tension? That real pressure cooker moment when a manager’s job feels like it’s balancing on a pinhead? Right now, Ruben Amorim’s Manchester United are living it. Forget the glossy headlines for a second. This Saturday, 12:30 PM BST, sees them kick off against Brentford at the Gtech Community Stadium….
By: Abudu Olalekan Wednesday. New York. Humid. Sticky. The air felt heavy. Like the whole world was holding its breath. UN Secretary-General António Guterres stood at the podium. His voice sharp. “The science demands action,” he said. “The law commands it. The economics compel it. And people? They’re screaming for it.” Applause cut off fast….
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 It’s 2027. The air is thick with politics. And Peter Obi? He’s still talking about one term. No second run. No “I’ll stay if the people want me.” Just five years. Then out. Like a promise. A vow. He said it in Bauchi, August 2025. Standing in a government house. Voice…
