Ahmed Salim Jn

  Yes, I got better. I got better from that little boy with torn uniforms, not because moma never cared, but because he was too stubborn to slow down. Two weeks was enough to rip a shirt apart, buttons lost like fallen soldiers (no mockery intended). Like Jean-Claude Van Damme , Sylvester Stallone and those heroes he saw in Hollywood movies , he loved to walk bare-chested, feeling strong in borrowed greatness. He fought through every break time, friends and mates are intimidated by his presence, but hey, he's no monster. He stopped asking for his sandals to be mended as long as Santana leather could still hold them together. And yes, I got better. That boy with catarrh all year round, it stopped being an illness and became a signature, one could easily say to any random person in the environment; have you seen the pupil with runny nose? The catarrh became a part of his identity, don't blame him for that, he was just a boy. He wore it like a badge of stubborn honor. The one w...

  It is true, we all are in a general state of unrest, we are scared of the unknown and uncertainties that comes with the next moment. Still, fear should not be the only thing we hold on to. Moments like this require clarity, responsibility, and a willingness to act at every level of society. National security is too big for one group alone. Everyone, individuals, households, communities, state governments, and the federal government has a role to play, and none of these roles is negligible. As a community, we carry the strongest moral and practical power. A united community is often harder to infiltrate, not because it has weapons, but because it has eyes, ears, and a sense of duty to one another. When people communicate, when neighbors actually notice unfamiliar patterns, when local leaders stay engaged, insecurity finds fewer openings. Even simple communal awareness has a way of discouraging those who depend on silence and disconnection to operate. We as a community don't need t...

 A lot of tension in my beloved state, but the truth is; insecurity in Nigeria is not a simple story. It’s a tangled web of ethnic tensions, Ignorant, arrogant and wicked people hiding under the veil of religious fanatism, economic hardship, weak intelligence systems, porous borders, corruption, ungoverned spaces, and a general erosion of trust between citizens and the government. The situation in our dear state, whether rumor or reality, sits on top of this complex national foundation. What makes it worse is that fear spreads faster than fact. And in a country where information channels are shaky, rumors often travel farther than official reports. People are anxious not because they love panic, but because lived experience has taught them that dismissing early signs can be costly. As a common people and community, we must: Establish simple emergency plans (who to call, what routes are safest, where to gather if separated). Keep essential communication tools charged and accessible....

  There is a certain heaviness that settles on a community when uncertainty becomes part of the daily weather. In Nigeria today, insecurity is not an abstract national issue, it has crept into conversations at bus parks, markets, classrooms, and even the quiet corners of our homes. And now, with the recent confirmed/unconfirmed rumors of armed bandits moving in large numbers toward our beloved state, that familiar heaviness has once again returned. People are afraid, and rightly so. When safety is not guaranteed, it becomes harder to breathe normally, let alone sleep with both eyes closed. In times like this, we must all ensure to; Avoid unnecessary late-night movements. Let someone know where we’re going and when we will return. Learn to quietly observe our surroundings. Report strange movements instead of assuming “it’s nothing.” We may not carry weapons, but we can carry awareness. Nigeria is our country and home, I, and many of you have no other country or home apart from Niger...

 Because of the hatred of the cockroach , the mosquitoes voted for the insecticide but when it came, it killed both the cockroach and the mosquitoes including the fly that never voted. You can choose to be the mosquito , the cockroach or the fly ? The bottom line is, We all have a thing to loose. The bad eggs must be dealt with, irrespective of religious, ideological or ethnical affiliation without mercy.  Peace must be achieved. Unity must be achieved. I stand with my country. ® Ahmed Salim Jn ✍️  #Uloko