What could I have done to abate the heart attack planned against me by the managing director of our company, who was also my principal, if there was nothing called number six within? Immediately after my secondary school, I worked with a security and Services outlet based in Awka. Our salaries come a week late, and we weren't happy for such because we put our lives on the line, making sure that the hotel is safe. I gained admission and tendered my resignation letter. My supervisor read my letter and said I wrote like someone who has already graduated from University. He was also happy that a boy he considered and helped despite being under age to work with the company will be moving ahead to pursue something bigger. My MD wasn't happy, I guess. As I counted on the day, my MD counted on the right to sack me. The onerousness of his plans made my supervisor to remind me of being careful with my duties. What a good man! He didn't tell me why; yet I was a lucky chil...

In our Country, it is not strange to hear of members of the law enforcement agencies paying the ultimate price in the course of executing their constitutional duties most times under murky and unsavory circumstances. For eons of years, the Joe Bloggs of these law enforcement agencies have ceaselessly reeked displeasure over the malady etched in their modus operandi and have pinpointed it as the main reason patrotic officers continuously fall prey to men of the underworld. However, it is anomalous and berating when comrades in the Armed Forces who ought to be peas in a pod begin to engage in wrangles even to the height of exchanging friendly fire. Again, in our country this is not a strange occurrence as we have seen and heard times innumerable of fratricidal incidents within the Armed Forces, bringing to mind that which is written in the holy book 📖📖  “a house divided against itself cannot stand” Without subscribing to jaundice, a large chunk of these fatal piques has been...