We called him Muri, as if he was just the big bro next door. That was how intimate our imaginary relationship with him was. Murtala Muhammed was the hero of our youth. We accepted him, warts and all. He was different. As soon as he was pronounced Head of State after the overthrow of General Read More…
My dear Friend, Big Brother, Angbian & Compatriot, When I got the message yesterday that you had left us, my first thought was: “My friend Mailafia will outlive Nigeria. We all will.” Perhaps because I was in the thick of studying through one of my favourite books in the Bible, Revelation of John of Patmos, Read More…