My Views

The Niger Delta has long been a crucible of conflict, resentment, and resistance. As someone from Nigeria’s northern region, I confess I once misunderstood the people of the Niger Delta. We were misled to perceive them as greedy, hostile, and unwilling to share “our” collective oil wealth. We believed their struggles were unjustified, their militancy unprovoked. But that belief collapsed when I began to ask difficult questions about the realities of that region—questions born from observing similar patterns of marginalization across the country. Today, I understand that Niger Deltans are not irrational agitators. They are victims of systematic neglect, political oppression, and economic exploitation. What appears to be militancy is a cry for justice that has echoed for decades but fallen on deaf ears. A Region Rich in Oil, Poor in Justice Despite being the economic engine of Nigeria—producing over 80% of the nation’s government revenue—the Niger Delta remains shockingly underdevelo...

It was a sunny day, hot of course, I was bored, tired and wanted something adventurous. Then I got a surprising invitation from my father, to join him visit his mother, my grandmother. I accepted, because I love it! I always wanted to see my grandmother, she was kind, caring and all. She loved me so much. When she passed away, a part of me was gone, a part where I feel loved, protected, pampered and elevated. I missed her so much that I cried and cried, i still vist her grave when i visit the village. It was around 12:00 noon when we headed to my father's "Kauye" (Kauye-a word meaning "Village" in Hausa Language ), it is about 85 km to the south the city of Kano : a city in   Northern Nigeria . A village with abundant mountains or rocks (I cant seem to differentiate). There are two routes to my village (my father's village) as far my father's driving is concerned, we usually go for the one with the shorter distance, where we pass through Karfi, then of...