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Mallam Umar returned home with great happiness, clutching a paper in his hand, and he waved a cheerful greeting. My mother was busy at the stove, while I sat on a small mat, munching on corn, and silently praying for my father’s success. Curiously, my mother asked, “Mr. Umar, why do you look so elated?”…
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She walked down the street in her primary school uniform, tears streaming down her face. It was a sight that tugged at anyone’s heart. I approached her and asked, “Nafeesa, why are you crying? You apologized yesterday, and I told you to stay strong, that every beginning has an end. Nifa, I hate seeing you…
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In an ordinary living room, I observed five attractive women diligently applying modern makeup (Makeover) to enhance their looks. Across from them sat a stunning young woman of about 25 years, elegantly dressed in a sleek black English gown with a front slit, revealing a glimpse of her ankles. Adorning her legs was a pure…
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The following morning, at the break of dawn in Zaid, he arose to perform the morning prayer. Meanwhile, Ramlah lay there, wrapped in exhaustion and suffering, her body consumed by a high fever. Hariya Mike tended to the household chores, quietly moving about the servants of Amman, as the night before, he had commenced tying…
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My tears flowed as if my very soul were being wrung out by the torment of the moment. Today, I stood before my mother’s lifeless body, watching her stillness, not a breath escaping her. I let out a scream, my voice quivering, and shook my mother, my tears raining upon her. “Mother, please awaken and…
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She lay tightly on a worn, rough mat in a modest room, its rustic charm somewhat faded. A thin white veil draped over her shoulders, and she wore a plain white dress, complemented by a pair of white shoes and a handbag. A fashionable necklace adorned her neck, and a small earring graced her earlobe.…
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In Lagos, a house emitted a bothersome smoke that gave me a headache. Inside the kitchen, I observed the source of the smoke, which I hadn’t mentioned earlier. The smoke bothered me because it resulted from uncooked ingredients. Zainab, also known as Zainabu Abamu Ashirin (the tenth), was in charge of this kitchen. Some children’s…
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At MLM Aminu Kano International Airport, passengers disembarked from the plane, each carrying a small bag. From the side, I noticed a group of soldiers standing, each with their rifles, as though awaiting a battle. A composed young man descended with grace and walked confidently. His demeanor exuded strength, and his hair was neatly styled.…
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“Stop, please! Stop!” The woman was pushing her, her two children wielding whips, and the elderly woman desperately tried to shield her son, but the woman had a firm grip on her. The woman held her by the neck, filled with anguish, and said, “Today, I helped you in this area. You’re even poorer than…