THIS COUNTRY CALLED NIGERIA

This place called Nigeria... A place where everything is possible. A place where the citizens self dey beg to have not a good road per se but a tarred road with sand and stones. So we could at least fly our goddam motors and bicycle across it without having accidents. A country where despite its numerous difficulties people still make jokes and laugh about it...

Chai, a country where one man who is the president feels every other person is a criminal so we have to take three months to look for thirty seven men and women to make ministers out of over 170 Million people spreading across the country. Oh, yes, he could be right that a lot of people are crooks. But who cares, did he get all the money he spent during the campaign from rearing cattle and growing big agricultural farms. Hell no! He didn't. He was sponsored by interest groups. Oh yes! That's how politics works.

I think sincerely that his problem is that there are so many people that brought in their 'hard stolen money' to campaign for him. All of which contributed in one way or the other to demonize Goodluck Ebele Jonathan so that we Nigerians can vote for him. Well, September is fast approaching. I heard that Asiwaju Ahmed Tinubu and Fashola are having free for all dirty fight... Well, that's not my business anyway.

Nigerians are fun people. I am sooooooo proud to be a Nigerian. Like it or quench.

My country is the only place where the youths know very well that they are not in the University because they will get job from the government afterwards. Nooooooo. We all go to school because we want to belong. To answer graduate, to have the title.

We dey hustle die! A big shout out to all the hustlers in the streets of Lagos, Enugu, Kano, and all other parts of the country. 

Chai... My country sha...