Crd: en         Arise, Oh my father land arise! From the slavery of foul leadership I beseach thee Arise oh that formally acclaimed giant of Africa. From the shackles of economic backtikism I beckon on thee From the continuous rape on democracy, I plead thee, arise! Why have you crown yourself with self  bounded statemen Instead of Patriotic bound statemen? 58 years of Independence or 58 years of dependence? Don't allow thy subjects behold the shame of 2020, without that great vision of 2020 If dead men do cry Zik will surely be in pool of tears If dead men do cry Marculay will be swimming in a pool of regrets, That that, which they fought for Has become a failed state I beckon on you, oh arise hat Small state shall not call you a failed state again. Arise oh! That formal acclaimed giant of Africa. Published by: Aheavypen Series. www.aheavypen.blogspot.com Follow me on Twitter- Benjohnpaul 1 ...

When I finished buying some provisions, fruit salad tickled my Brian. And I have this one habit of being uncomfortable whenever I deny my self anything, be it National assembly game or state Assembly. Just anything, but here it was just fruit salad. There were up to three fruit sellers in that roll and none of them had fruit salad. On their tables and Barrow, you see groundnut, sliced and unsliced water melon, cucumber, pawpaw and pineapple. "Uncle Bia goteme m, uncle come and buy from me" the youngest of the beautiful girls fought for my hands. Imagine that, she won already. I was at first lost in abject indecision on who to buy from. Three of them took their bathe at omala river. They are beautiful, neat and friendly. That's the things I consider before I buy certain things. They all claimed to know what I want. "Uncle ama m ive ichoro. I have what you're looking for" (That was exactly her dialect, they all must be Nsukka indigenes) Final...

            Credit: Thetrent I was my father's able right hand man. That was in my primary and secondary school days, anyway. His Provision store and Bar was virtually my room, kitchen, parlour and everything. I spent most of my childhood days under his care (never as if mum wasn't close, I was Daddy's son). When I was preparing for common entrance examination, he swore to make sure that I attended a boarding school. It wasn't a cheerful gift by the way; he had expected me to say no because little boys in our neighborhood cried each time their parents declared that they would be going to boardinghouse. Sending you to a boarding school is more like a deterrence. It was almost synonymous with punishment, because when you go to boardinghouse, you're totally disconnected with the love that flows in the street. And those who went to boardinghouse narrated their horror experiences, ranging from seniors bullying you to a a compulsory morning devotion and the w...

The Vice Chancellor Credit: actov It was a night journey from Nnewi to Nsukka. We faithfully expected it to last for only 2 hours, but we weren't  fortunate enough to have a benevolent spirit that will crack our kernels for us. However, the cathedral of trauma that muffled our youthful voices on the journey, paved way for me to lay my humble eyes on that "Transport University" with a Vice Chancellor. I was forced into an ocean of peculiar imagination of on how this 'Transport University with a Vice Chancellor' would function because I deemed it impossible and impracticable. It was a hectic journey; we were packed side by side with heavy and dirty goods. In a row, you have a passenger and a heavy carton of machine parts. In some rows, you have carton of loads piled so high that if the Vice Chancellor accidentally jumps into potholes, it could possibly break a passenger's head, legs and arms, and you would receive sorry from 'All mass transit Vic...

If fate had done the right thing, he would have been in a higher class of life. His name is chijioke. He is tall; approximately five feet of height, ebony skin colour, oval face and a pointed nose. He wears Mohawk hair style, often sprayed. He left school with a Waec certificate and joined Ose Market, Onitsha. Seven years later, he was sacked by the master on alleged theft. This, I laughed in espanol, particularly on how people could be dazedly wicked and cruel. I find it vexed and untrue. There seamed to be no rust in the will of steel; he went back to his paternal home at  Abakiriki and started from square one. He is the second child out of the six children, yet plays the role of a father to the whole family. He ventured into farming but couldn't achieve great height in it. He left Abakariki for Anambra State and that was where I mate this young fellow. My mum has a small restaurant in a local precinct of Anambra State and once we are on vacation, I do help in running the sm...

My name is Ben and his name, Bigi. The first plate belonged to me and he lazily and big boyly cleared the second plate. Packaging is a very nice word. If you agree with them, good morning to you at night. Today was nice shaa; I really killed boredom in the company of a priest and one annoying Bigi. Bigi and I, entered the dining with empty stomach and we knew that hungry repeatedly knocked on our doors this early morning at the vicarage at Oko. We went out and missed the dinner and you know how it use to be in vicarage nah. (You don't have access to the kitchen) We knew the fact that if we miss this opportunity of eating at Onitsha vicarage, we will stay hungry all day. The chef came and dropped two plastic bottles of water. "Please what can I offer you guys" she said. "Ukwa and rice" I said and he threw a 'village boy' kind of eyes on me but I digressed. "Oh please, just give me jollof rice." He couldn't wait for her t...

Following the claim by Dr. Ike and Barr. Nebe that Mrs. Ojukwu Bianca won't represent Anambra south senatorial district because she came from Ngwo in Enugu state, the paternal family aired serious warnings against that. The paternal family of Mrs. Ojukwu flayed In-law's children for their open attack and hatred on their Father's wife, for aspiring to be a senator in 2019. Mrs. Ojukwu's brother, Dr. Umunnakwe Onah, who spoke on behalf of Chief C C Onah's family, from his London base, scolded Ojukwu family, especially Dr. Ike and Barr. Nebe and felt that it is necessary to set record appropriately. "I, Umunnakwe handed over Bianca to their late Father, Ikemba. I flew in from London, Under 24 hours, just to hand her over to Ikemba because my father was not disposed and insisted I did that. Even the family's wedding gift, I was the one who gave it" he said. Dr. Umunnakwe said, Emeka Jnr is in no position to talk on the development because he...