OUR PERSONAL BOUT WITH GUILT

“There are only two emotions; love and fear.” ~ Elisabeth Kubler Ros

It was the renowned American psychiatrist Mrs Kubler-Ros who gave the resounding statement that love and fear are our only emotions and all other emotions stem out of them. Putting this into perspective and the dire ire of the most populous black nation, our country Nigeria, and you have these two contrasting emotions - the love and the fear. Guilt is considered a negative emotion and hence stems out of fear as a factor; but what about ‘guilt’ bore of love?

Approximately 70 per cent of Nigeria’s population, representing about 105 million people, is under 30 years. So here is a country whose backbone is its youth, unfortunately a higher percentage of whom are idle, yet still fervently in love with the nation but have accepted the narrative that we are powerless to change anything that is controlled by the aristocratic older 30 per cent of our population. So there began our personal bout with guilt, one that is fought by the many millions of us inadvertently in love with our country but powerless to resist its impending denigration.

On a daily basis, mass acts of corruption and blasphemy are carried out by our political class, our so-called leaders; from tens of billions missing like a needle in a hay-sack; little girls bundled away like farm produce; villages ransacked and thrown to tatters; jets being bought colossally with our nation’s treasury; security votes diverted to God knows where – but what do we do? We sulk, we cry inwards, we storm to social media in our virtual worlds, but in the end we do not transcend from the virtual to the real world. Time passes by and we seem to forget, we do suppress and try to move on, leaving our culprit leaders to go scot-free, yet again and let us continue to fight with that guilt. Yes, we might suppress it but inadvertently it’s still innate and all we do is pretend that someday things will change. “Change is on the way”. How sad!

To suppress our guilt, we shirk our personal responsibility, constantly finding something and someone to repeatedly blame for the failure of our nation, our failures. From the colonial power houses for bringing us together, to the military for putting us in shackles and to the dispensations of democracy for looting us all away; to the councilor for being so corrupt, to the chairman for being a stooge to orders above, our governors and the president for being our tormentors-in-chief and the judiciary for letting them go scot-free? But when do we ever own up to our own “responsibility”? Or don’t we have a responsibility to our nation? Have we simply been kidnapped by the force that is the elite that all we can is o eternally fight our moral guilt and believe we are not wrong? Unfortunately, rarely do we transcend from saying we should do this to actually ‘now doing this’.

From a problem of leadership, now the cancer is spreading, it is a citizenry problem; it is a Nigerian colloquial problem. At the market, the trader transfixes rotten tomatoes in between the ripe basket of tomatoes without any aorta of fear, you stand up to him and complain, what does he tell you, “Oga, this is Nigeria oo”. You are bewildered but what do you do? You sulk and move on to fight with the guilt of not being able to do anything. You are on a queue for almost an hour, but every minute somebody just comes in and is ushered at your peril. You shout and claim it’s not fair but eventually sulk and fight with that innate guilt, that you are helpless to the situation in fear of its repercussions, the guilt of fear. The cancer indeed has spread.

Now, as you are reading this, at certain parts your brain clicks. “That is so true”. “That reminds me of the other day”. “Unfortunately, that is Nigeria of today for you”. NO! That’s your responsibility-shirking innate guilt, hostile attitude in action yet again. Why are we hiding behind our shells? Nobody is going to proffer solutions to this crestfallen nation by earning millions while shouting and debating, albeit even groggily sleeping. It is an individual effort that starts right there where you are; you either make a move now or eternally be fighting with that guilt.

PERSPECTIVES OF AMERICA'S JIHAD

The term ‘Jihad’ in the West has found commonplace to be synonymous to Tyranny, Supremacism, and Violence inter-linked to Islam. Listening to President Barack Obama labeling the purported Islamic Republic in Iraq and Syria (ISIS) as “Un-Islamic” and “far from Islamic teachings” brings out the rhetoric in America still labeling their despotic acts ‘Jihad’ and recognising the element ‘Islam’ as part of their nomenclature. With media white-wash, we all seem apologetic to this nomenclature as our local media also joins the foreign band-wagon of labeling any Extremist as “Islamic Jihadists”. It is worth noting that in Islam, Jihad has different components, such as personal struggle against vices, like adultery, fornication and struggles against addiction, being tolerant to one another and occasionally military struggle if deemed necessary in self-defense. In fact, when the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) was asked which the major Jihad was, he replied, “The Jihad of the Self” in essence a personal struggle against one-self and his heart desires, he didn’t utter the violent struggle. The supposed urge by an adviser to Egypt’s Mufti seems a benevolent strategy towards demystifying and unlinking extremists to Islam. He urged the foreign media to use the words, “Qaeda Separatists in Iraq and Syria (QSIS)” instead of ISIS.

Indeed viewing Jihad through the extremists own point of view, is certainly playing into the hand of the extremists, ignorant of the core teachings of Jihad. Now, following through America and its media-backed propagandist hyping and linking of the term “Islamic Jihadists” as ‘Supremacism’, ‘Oppression’ and ‘Violence’, then along the tilt of history, there is no one guilty of this form of ‘Jihad’ than America itself if we take it through the Supremacism-Oppression-Violence point of view.

The United States has in the course of its history altered the politics and events of the Middle East to favour its overall ‘Supremacy’ for better or worse of the region until it tilts across its desired line. It is without gainsaying that the United States could end the bloodshed in Syria (a bloodshed which they effectually started as we will see in due course) but either due to cowardice or indifference, with the latter amounting the most it chooses to let Syrians die. Three million Syrian refugees are now scattered across the Middle East and another 6.5 million internally displaced summing to a little less than half the entire population of Syria. At what price? Simply, American policies are made around a single idea; everyone pays a price, but America gains.

Since the beginning of the Syrian civil war initiated to depose President Assad out of power, the Free Syrian Army has been receiving arms and ammunition from the West to fight the regime, which stubbornly failed to collapse. Now the ragged army has been left to decompose as they no longer serve a purpose to American interests, but then the ISIS sprang up amidst the artillery-laden environs and are on a mission of liberation of their own, contrary to the American-Organised FSA; basically, a lunatic group that existed but wasn’t given much concern when the prize was Assad’s head is now a full grown nemesis. A FSA commandant’s plea summarises the whole caption of the ‘American Jihad’ interest: “…the problem now is that they (ISIS) came back to fight with sophisticated weapons, weapons they stole from the Americans…we are just asking the West for some cooperation, some support to be able to fight these monsters and free our lands with our hands..” Months ago, there wouldn’t be a need for this plea from the FSA before America supplied ammunitions, sadly for the FSA and the Syrian people, they were just a pawn in the ‘Oppressive’ American policy, which certainly didn’t start now, but is embedded in American ‘Jihad’ doctrine as we shall continue to see.

Back in 1946, Syria became a republic, but in March 1949 a coup by Army Chief of Staff, Husni al-Za’im ended the initial period of civilian rule, a step stone in the long-standing Syrian violence that has seen them merge with Egypt, separate, and then engulf in a lasting terrible ‘Violence’. Za’im met at least six times with CIA operatives in the months prior to the coup to discuss his plan to seize power. Za’im requested American funding and personnel, and once in power made several key decisions to benefit the US. And ‘Oppress’ the Syrian people who are still suffering from that insult to their democracy 65 years ago.

A few years later, the ‘Oppressive Jihad’ trend continued. President Eisenhower helped overthrow Iran’s democratically elected president Mohammad Mossadegh in 1953. Mosadegh had sought to audit the Anglo-Iranian Oil Company now BP and change the terms of agreement and access to Iranian oil reserves. America’s collaboration in the coup was confirmed in August 2013 when the CIA admitted it was involved in planning and execution of the coup, by bribing Iranian politicians, security, and high ranking officials as well as pro-coup propaganda. The CIA can be quoted admitting the coup was carried out “Under CIA direction as an act of US foreign policy, conceived and approved at the highest levels of government”. Some of the most feared mobsters in Iran were hired by the CIA to conceive their “Violent Jihad” by staging Pro-Shi’ah riots in which about 800 people were killed and America continually supplied arms to the increasingly unpopular Shah and CIA trained SAVAK his repressive secret police, for the American vendetta to survive.

And the list is not exhaustive by any means. The entry of Soviet Union into Afghanistan in 1979 prompted the US to support rebels fighting against the Democratic Republic of Afghanistan by arming terrorist groups. The CIA worked closely with Pakistan in arming the groups through foreign support hence attracting other Arab extremists known as Afghan Arabs which included a certain Osama bin Laden. With the demise of the Soviet Union, American interests and motives waned as such leaving armed groups sprawling, and ensuring decades of ‘Violence’ in the region. Also after the Gulf War in the 1990s, an uprising in southern Iraq was encouraged by the CIA after airing “The Voice of Free Iraq” from a CIA operated radio station out of Saudi Arabia and in the north Kurdish leaders took Americas vow that they would support an uprising and began fighting hoping to trigger a coup d’état against President Saddam. In March 2003, the ‘Violence’ in Iraq resumed as US government advised UN nuclear inspectors to leave their unfinished work and exit from Iraq. America then conducted a surprise military invasion of Iraq without declaring war leading to the capture and death of Saddam, leading the country to turmoil.

The US still refuses to take responsibility for the Libyan ‘Violence’. The military intervention in Syria was alluded to as the ‘Responsibility to Protect Policy’ of the UN. According to America’s version “the international military intervention in Libya is not about bombing for democracy or Muammar Gaddafi’s head. Legally, morally, politically and militarily it has only one justification: protecting the country’s people”. But immediately America’s ‘Jihad’ was completed and Gaddafi’s head was gotten, NATO rolled out of Libya despite pleas by the new government for an extension in order for stability to reign. Less than three years later, how are the ‘Protected People’ of Libya faring? Silvio Berlusconi of Italy who played a substantial role in NATO said, “This wasn’t a popular uprising because Gaddafi was loved by his people, as I was able to see when I went to Libya”, eventually Gaddafi had to pay, America wanted Libyan oil and he wasn’t going to stop them from getting it.

In January 2011, the Western media was awash with stories of a spur-of-the-moment, indigenous uprising sweeping across North Africa and Middle East which they dubbed ‘The Arab Spring’. Months later the media would admit the US has in fact been behind the uprising and it was anything but indigenous or spontaneous. In April 2011, an article posted by the New York Times stated: “A number of the groups and individuals directly involved in the revolts and reforms…received training and financing from groups like the International Republican Institute and Freedom House, a non-profit human rights organization based in Washington…they were created by congress and are financed through the national endowment for democracy…” incidentally, more than a quarter of the world’s oil is shipped through North-Africa’s Suez Canal.

Is it that America is frightened of Arab Democracies? Not in the least, but they are amply afraid of losing their role and dividends in an autonomous democracy. There were struggles in Yemen and Ivory Coast when America was attacking Libya, but their compass didn’t have much bearing there, nor does it have bearing in fighting Boko Haram where the struggle is Nigeria’s fight not theirs. Over 250 million dollars were earmarked to support moderate factions of the Syrian opposition; you will wonder what such an amount would do in catering the Syrian refugee crisis.

That the US was once popular and respected throughout the Middle East as Americans were seen as good people untainted by the selfishness and duplicity associated with the Europeans who defeated and conquered the vast Ottoman Empire and colonized the Middle East, now seems ridiculous. History tells another tale!

MEANDERING: A POEM

MEANDERING…

Early morning dew, dancing leaves

Grazing wind, grasses with dowsing lips  

Down the stony sturdy hills 

Aloft the leveled-cushioned streets

Up and down the divisive land

I moved along, meandering

My dreamy retina awoke to the mania

A tributary of buzzing hearts

Awash to the shore of the birthing day

To make solitary ending meet.

The miniscule Mairuwa,

Obscured in the mountain 

Of his yellow rickshaw

The oversized headed Lebura, 

Enveloping a loaf of bread, 

Athwart his brown dented teeth

The flabbergasted former Okada man,

An unmovable rock, at the bean-cake joint

The pot-bellied kwashiorkor-stricken child,

A stack of corn fizzing 

In his emaciated fingers

Toddling between the young girls, 

With soiled water kegs

On their colossal scrawny necks, 

Human wagons!

Straight erratically…I kept meandering

As I moved my gauzy eyes in the fogs

Up the hill across the prominence

 ‘BEWARE OF DOGS’

The big brawny sign, along the opulence 

Strewn across, over-fenced prison mansion

Barb-wired to secure the illicit issues

Another pot-bellied distraction

Patched around with adipose tissues

Galloping haggardly, across the turfy plane

Shedding excesses of over-devouring picnic

Meandering, up along the lane

A special sweeten clinic

For over-sweetened diabetic

With special dietetic

Trudging across the divisive lane

This pained heart almost shouted

But the rainy eye tasted plain

In birthing silence the horizon routed

I kept meandering!

*Mairuwa – Local water vendors in Northern Nigeria pushing water in jerry cans inside one-wheeled trucks

*Lebura – Pidgin version of Labourer especially in Northern Nigeria

*Okada – Commercial motorcycle used as vehicle for hire in Nigeria

CLASSIFIED: A Flash Story

After scouring our lanky legs in the dirt-filled pot holes of our stadium-street, we find a topic to debate, not because we are tired, but because Mai-Kosai has seized the ball after it strayed to her backyard, jumped into her bean-cake firewood pot and splashed hot oil which avoided burning her saggy skin. The usual rant was pouring today, but there was no threat of cutting our ball which spared me those ‘you-must-pay-back-our-ball’ looks. I swerved the ball over the goal-post: the wall of her house. During such half-time periods we let the rising dust rest, and the street free of car-honking and curses of motorcyclists avoiding our errant dribbles while we settle by the gutter behind the mosque. 

Tsoho always fetches the topic for discussion. They have a satellite dish in their house. I usually follow him to have a snoop into their TV. It has been days since he killed America, but Osama’s face is still on the TV, I wonder if they will ever catch him. Dikko that smokes wiwi says they won’t catch him because jihad is good. He writes OSAMA on every wall. 

We argued on who had the best clothes last Sallah, and now who had the best father; I don’t like talking about fathers, memories of the midnight fire will re-surface. Ladan was opening the mosque, so I left the gutter to help fill kettles before Maghrib. 

“Why did they burn father and mother in our house?” I asked brusquely.

“Did they refuse to work for Osama?”

He didn’t answer. He looked at me deeply, shook his head and walked away. I wonder why he looked sad; maybe he wasn’t happy the ‘American Osama’ always took the glory.

WHEN THE KINGS PLAY...THE PAWNS DIE...

“…the common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace. They never are.” A Song of Ice and Fire (George RR Martin)

Politics is notoriously brutal, filled with wildly ambitious characters jockeying for influence in a competitive world.

You can roar all you like, pitch your voice against one another, support your kinsmen against the other, cry foul and cry aloof , talk of sectarianism, religion and tribalism, pray do that, but then welcome to the real world, it comprises of two tribes, two religions, and two sects; The Elites and The Masses. The elites are deep neck in the mire; their scuffle for the ‘Prized Asset’ is all they are concerned about. This fracas for power does not put food on the table of the masses, does not give jobs to the unemployed youth, does not provide affordable and accessible health care, nor does their scuffle return the teeming students abandoned at home to school.

To them it’s just a game, and no matter what, the agenda is to win, in whatever means, in whatever circumstance, just to win. They do not care what the plight of the masses is, they do not care about the needs of the masses, all they know is when the time comes they will dole out the cash and the votes will come to them.

Nigerian politics is all about political survival, all eyes on the top prize. All the politicians are the same, yes all of them, and I bet you they will peruse every bit of means to reach that prized possession. They do not care how it’s gotten all they care about is getting it. If it means floundering from one political party to another, merging other political parties to make a new one, divulging one mega party into old and new, their aim is all the same ‘The Top Prize’, their share of the enticing prize.

I am undoubtedly sorry if I am breaking your heart, but no politician or political party is for the masses, nor politician is for your ethnic group, no politician is there to champion the cause of your tribe; the ultimate prize is all they after. They can play to your tune, please you as you wish, but all those are scorch earth tactics to pave way for their prized ambitions.

They would only endear themselves to you when they need you,when they need your wailing, your sympathy, your support for their cause, but believe me you they won’t think twice to sacrifice you for further pursuit of their ambitions, they won’t think twice about dumping the platform you had entrusted them on, they won’t think twice about looting your reserves to buy cars with resources meant to full your empty bellies, all these while the masses continue to shrivel and writhe. They are politicians and all they care about is their pockets and the leadership merry-go-round.

Whenever a hitch occurs in their race to the top, they swivel and politick, from one party to another, form one acronym against another, when things get out of hand, the young elites bring in the old guard elites to discipline and assemble their caucus into order, to resume their scorch towards that Prize, while we yelp and jubilate in our ignorance, with every new party we think we have the messiah, and now that’s all the politicians are concerned with. We the masses to the arrogant politicians are but just an electorate number in the bag, to do and manipulate as they wish, they have the masses in the bag and we always do as we are told.

All the masses get to know are promises and sweet-talks, they never know where the money goes in this competitive and brutal world of the elites, we are just pawns to be sacrificed at will to make a point or blame an opponent, in the elites continued brawl for the Top prize.

All they ever promise are lies, all they ever do is for their benefits, all they ever foresee is the path for their success, and their words are but mere deceits. This is what they provide us with in their continuums of fights for superiority; myriads of corruption, greed, instability, poverty, decaying infrastructure, deceit and terrorism, election rigging is now a perfected ritual. All we have remaining is a beautiful nation that has been bastardized by the greedy, selfish, corrupt and visionless elites.

We really need to sharp shoot back to reality, the common enemy is but one, it makes no sense wrangling about each other in whatever manner, when the real culprits are up above us, enjoying pitting us against each other. Malcolm X once said, ‘You’re not to be so blind with patriotism that you can’t face reality. Wrong is wrong, no matter who does it or says it’. For when the elites play their game of thrones, there is always one outcome, ‘They Live and We Die’ but we should understand that, ‘If we die, we die, but first we live’. The struggle continues.

ABU @ 50: REALISING THE VISION OF AHMADU BELLO…WHERE ARE WE?

The drums have been rolled out as this October is really merry for students and alumnus of the great Ahmadu Bello University Zaria. The great ABU is fifty. Officially launched on the 4^th of October 1962 in a colourful ceremony presided over by its first Chancellor, Sir Ahmadu Bello the Sardauna of Sokoto, Ahmadu Bello University Zaria has over the decades attained a worldwide reputation for excellence. 

One of the largest and most extensive of all universities in Sub-Saharan Africa, the University is standing up to the dreams of its founding father who envisioned it to grow and become a world citadel of learning. But the pertinent question is, “Has the Vision of Ahmadu Bello been realised within its 50 years?” Clearly there are some calls for fanfare and celebration, but yet a great call for sober reflection.

Sir Ahmadu Bello at his installation and first convocation of the University on November 23, 1963, stated clearly the philosophy of our Alma Mata “The first duty of every university is the search for and the spread of knowledge and the establishment of truths…But it must also serve the need of the nation.”  This philosophy is imbibed in his saying “The cardinal principle upon which our University is founded is to impart knowledge and learning to men and women of all races without any distinction on the grounds of race, religious, or political beliefs”  indeed this is one tenet that has consistently been the backbone of this institution. ABU is notable among Nigeria’s universities for the breadth and national character of its student recruitment. ABU had been founded to be the University of Northern Nigeria, yet more than any other of Nigeria’s universities; it has served students from every state and facade of the Nigerian federation. The very fact of ABU’s strikingly “national character” in terms of drawing students and staff from an unusually broad range of Nigeria’s regional, ethnic and religious communities has earned it a particularly important place among Nigerian universities. Ahmadu Bello University is the most cosmopolitan tertiary institution in Nigeria both in terms of staff and student profiles. Every Local Government Area of Nigeria has student(s) in the University, notwithstanding; all States of the Federation are equally represented in the staff profile of the University. It is without doubt the only truly federal University in the country. It has thus, carved a niche for itself as the country's symbol of national unity and integration just like the Great Sardauna had projected.

As a Center of Excellence with a vision “Ahmadu Bello University shall be a world-class University comparable to any other, engaged in imparting contemporary knowledge, using high quality facilities and multi-disciplinary approaches, to men and women of all races as well as generating new ideas and intellectual practices relevant to the needs of its immediate community, Nigeria and world at large” there is need for solid assessment of the journey; the storms; the complacency; the development; and the potentials of this citadel. It is surely no mean feat to attain such an important and significant milestone.

From the beginning, ABU was scrupulously outstanding for its breadth and ambition. Under the tutelage of its pioneer Vice-Chancellors Dr Alexander Norman and Dr Ishaya Audu, ABU was creating a range of programs that only the very most comprehensive foreign developed nations’ Universities could boast of. As such in the hay days, ABU was strongly established as Nigeria’s largest university and among Africa’s strongest academic institutions and a force to reckon with in the world.

Indeed growth has continued, but stuttering. The journey has been plummeted by external events and challenges. The sharp delineating funding characterised by the deterioration of the nation’s economy as a whole coupled with the increasing need to cope with the ever increasing student population with meagre resources has left the University to be a far cry from the Vision of its Founding Father. High quality facilities and multi-disciplinary approaches have fell short as Staff salaries were reduced rapidly in cost-of-living terms, and funding for facilities grossly inadequate.

With an enrolment of about 50,000 students (undergraduate, post-graduate and sub-degree), the increasing student population versus the staff strength and paltry resources available has limited the dissemination of proper, standard and adequate intellectual practice to the university communal. Depreciation of infrastructure caused by wear and tear and inadequacies has been supplemented by the population increase and demand pressure.

So in the end, at Ahmadu Bello University “Where Are We?” It is not so much relying on history and past glory, but in understanding the strengths and weaknesses and how to harness their potentials; understanding the challenges and how to leapfrog them; drawing out pivotal blueprints and seeing to their enactment; then and only then shall the Sardauna’s Dream be vividly articulated, to be in consonance with world best practices.

It has been a long prosperous journey, many have dedicated, many have sacrificed, the ride has been pleasant, and at times the road hasn’t been so smooth. We’ve benefited immensely from the labours of our predecessors to this University, their prudence and their perseverance, it’s now our time to set a new course to attain the vision, to meet the growing challenges of a 21^st Century University and the competitive higher education market place. “…We must develop our own pattern to suit our present background and our future needs…”

Ahmadu Bello University shall continue to improve; we have a cause for celebration, to showcase our uniqueness, our achievements and our challenges. “…Only if it adheres to those freedoms can it become truly great…” We shall keep true the dreams and ideals of its founding fathers, we shall celebrate a Golden Jubilee worthy of its status. It is right that the Nigerian economy and beyond, should benefit from the top class training and research capabilities of such a University “…Our University must grow out of our own soil. We shall be a truly Nigerian institution and not the mirror image of some alien body…”

So here’s a toast to the most prestigious University in Nigeria, the giant of African Universities providing learning without borders to all races. Long Live ABU ZARIA!

PUBLISHED ON DAILY TRUST OF 11TH OCTOBER 2012

DILEMMA OF A PHARMACY STUDENT

Gosh…and the weekend is over. Long time no see abusites, I think this was the only week that actually ended since ASUU pursue us back and that’s the real dilemma of a Pharmacy student in ABU Zaria, and pardon me for not complaining.

Faculty of Pharmaceutical Sciences located at the so called ‘Bermuda’ axis believe me you comprises of the most distinguished abusites all-rounder. Don’t mind those engine boiz that claim harsh conditions (mostly lectures) but still maintain swag, if a Pharmacy student that is having lectures 7am to 6pm, still not that I’m complaining displays full swag all those engine boiz will comot for road.

If it is rocking till-day-break trust me my people always dey there, provided all things being equal (test no dey tomorrow morning). You might even begin to wonder t-d-b for jacking yesterday now t-d-b for partying, I’m telling you pharmacy students get mind. Still not that we’re complaining.

If you haven’t known yet, the pass mark for a normal pharmacy course is correct 50% and that’s excluding the (abnormal) 60% courses. Plainly speaking, if you score 59 in that course na next year be that, that’s if you are lucky it’s not a pre-requisite which might amount to one more year in this internment. (Still you scored 59 in the course oo). I haven’t complained yet oo.

Talking about pre-requisites sef, if you are looking for a faculty with the longest chains of pre-requisites then have a seat, you’re home and dry. Let me explain hear, in simple English if you fail that stupid Jambito course PHYS 131 once (physics student no mind me oo) na plus 1 year in ABU be that, if you carry am again na plus 2 be that, and if you’re so unfortunate to do ZAKS again…do the maths. So don’t worry if you see a reg. no. U99 in your class, na condition cause am. Nobody has complained yet.

Upon all this, the confidence of the Pharmacy Student is still oozing all over the campus. Taking a look at a large number of political offices in ABU, from SRC to NANISS, NAKS, NAKATSS….to name but a few its no gainsaying that we are the backbone of all these associations and yet every semester Pharmacy Students always do graduate. Creating time out of that no time, we have never complained.

When it comes to super duper gals, common do I need to tell you that? Yeah ABU gals are hawt, but mehn…Pharmacy gals are red blitzing hawt then, with correct IQ to go with, and despite the rigours and vigour that hotness hasn’t complained yet.

So next time you see any pharmacy student near you, abeg hail them, they are the jack of all trades as long as ABU is concerned and still keep that swag, sociality, partying, politics, intelligence, confidence, sense of humour and instant maturity intact.

We don’t complain but ‘As Men of Honour…’ yeah ‘We Join Hands’

MARCH 26 2012