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BABA RISI COURT - BLACKBERRY Q10 ******************************** The clerk continued to read the case “Mr. Kamson here says that his phone was stolen and wants this court to help him get the phone back.” “Mr. Kamson, shay you know wetin this court dey charge for search and rescue operation like this one?” Baba Risi asked. “Yes sir,” Kamson responded with a slight accent. “Good. Which area and which time dem collect the phone?” Baba Risi questioned further. “Near car park, like 1PM today” Kamson responded. “Rosco!” Baba Risi hollered and he came running from the door area. “Baba, your boy is loyal,” he said, throwing two hands in the air. “Which of these boys dey work for afternoon shift for motor park area for today?” Baba Risi queried “Baba, na Blood Tonic dey that side today,” Rosco responded. “Oya, call am say make he report for here in the next five minutes with all the phones things wey he harvest today.” Rosco immediately made the call and informed Baba Risi that Blood Tonic wou...

PURSUIT of MY HAPPINESS *********************** I have been taught never to brag But for now, i can not help it I have found my Garden A Garden of so many flowers Making my life so beautiful And just like the harp of David Playing to cure saul from agony My Garden gives me happiness I will be forever be grateful Why won't i be grateful? I have been cured from despondency Giving me a new sense of living To love and to be loved In my Garden, I can stand for hours Among its sweet narcissus It feel like eternity in it O'loneliness i curse the day you were born For thou has almost named me "emptiness" O' Garden thank God i found you Patience they say is a virtue Now i believe it is really true And this part of my life, I call it HAPPINESS"

 WAITING: The Agony of Loneliness ***************************** In faith and fear My weary soul waits for your return Waiting like Zangbeto statue in my village Just like churches and mosques await Their congregation -I am waiting for you I waited like cedar of Lebanon Standing in a solitary place Waiting helplessly in the cold arms of wind Waiting till the dark cloud glided above my head Waiting till cold weather painted me white Waiting in this limited boundaries Waiting and looking as ambition broke our intimacy Waiting to hold your hands - our daily rituals Time and needs disunited us We're dispersed by winds of struggle Each in this world, digging a fallow ground Lost in the globe, this same single world Demarcated by waters,  distance by mile Hidden by laws,  controlled by constitutions Restricted by policies, withheld by finance "walai"... This world is so big and far But I waited still in hope With blood running hot in my veins Waiting on the wing of time Wait...

Dear CAF, First off, I would like to thank you for organizing your award in Nigeria...not like you've hosted in other countries save for those Glo is present in. It was nice that Africa was watching Nigeria once again in football. That being said, with no time left for petty things, I would like to get down to the purpose of this letter, which is to address the embarrassing irregularities that has come to be associated with this organization and it's award show. The minute CAF released their list of top 3 contenders for the APOTY award, omitting a world class player like Enyeama who had done more than enough to put Africa on the World Map with his exploits in France, and replacing him with Drogba who was less than stellar in the year under review, I smelt a rat, and not just any rat, a big, dead, bush rat. The wise ones amongst us knew already that you people had begun with your politics because by any standards set, Enyeama was outstanding in 2013, even more than any of those ...