Boko Haram translates into Western education is forbidden, a clarion call that forbids Western values. It is the insurgency across northern Nigeria with political bombs in Islamic shells, establishing Islamic values by expunging Western ones. It likens this mysterious young vengeful quest to fight a perception of God's war, deny itself the fair chance to live according to values it holds dearly. Every one is potentially a writer because they make up some sort of story in their minds. Respective stories vary from factual to fictional. People tell it or write it, share it or not, but everyone...

In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all...

In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all...

In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all...

In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all...

In this tale everything is like everything, just as everybody likens everyone else, in a mythical sense. Everything makes up everyone and everyone is made of everything, in one blur oddity of an ironic distinctively same clarity of nature. It tells of the huge promise a blessed land points to, it tells of the many bodies buried and alive, that had and are, waited and waiting, for the satisfaction they ever sought, but never got and most likely will never get, as one entity. The story is about a family that expressively made up a nation that approved and doled out its version of justice to all...

This is a Nigerian story that seeks to handle Nigeria's three major regional identities with forceful bluntness. The unfolding tale takes a detached, yet associated view of the three main characters. The entire narration lumps up the entire imagery of the three main Nigeria tribes and factions into these three characters. The nature of the intricate romance that plays out shows the appropriate immediate situation in the nation. The unfolding complexities of the relationships of the characters reveal a country in need of the nationhood it spuriously identifies as its own. Adudu Wa is the...

This is the story of two distinctly similar colonies of Ants, conditioned to live together as one colony. They discovered that in their likeness resides a cruel streak of competitiveness that makes them more different than they are alike. Ants and people are more alike than they appear. Ant colonies are varied in sizes, according to species or conditions. Colonies can consist of only a few or as many as millions of insects. Ants flourish in all soil based regions, amongst damp rotting wood, plant litter and diverse niches and habitats, as well as in people's houses. Up high from the skies,...

This is a sad story, with a somewhat touching folded ending. It tells of a nameless newly married village girl, coerced into coming to the city with her husband to do menial work during the dry season. With a successive sequence of unending cruel happenings to this young maid, the tale handles a flawed state of nationhood and highlights the aging nation's very own silent relationship with its own people, and their disdain for what made them anything special. It hints of their never ending and never ever accomplished ulterior desire to be something else, other than what they really are; mainly...