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Why Hijab Shouldn't be Ban in Public: Response to a Unity Train Passenger.

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Unity FM 93.3 Jos have a five working days morning program it call 'The Unity Train' whose driver happened to be the sagacious Bello Lukman. A program you'll not afford missing whenever on the Plateau. It is somehow agreed that every listener to be term a passenger. On Friday, December 11 2015, there was a twin bomb blast at the Jos Terminus market. It was later gathered that a woman in Hijab was seen prior to the blast and alleged to be the bomber. There were reactions all over the country. Especially on the future of Hijab. While we mourn our deceased on the Unity Train, a passenger by the name M. Y. from University of Jos with me onboard reacting to the twin blasts called in to pose a question with anger to Mr. Lukman which read: " BELLO GIVE ME FIVE (5) GOOD REASONS WHY HIJAB SHOULD NOT BE BAN IN PUBLIC! " To my expectation, all Mr. Lukman could utter was "Uhmmm, I heard you M. Y." Of course, I expected him not to respond, on air, because at the mom...

A MOMENT TO REGRET: Short Story

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My eyes were wide open, I was breathing heavily and still holding tied to my pillow, passionately. I was still for minutes then suddenly, my wake-up alarm rang and I had to start preparing for office. Without hesitation, I smiled, observed my after bed supplications and got on my feet, light-headed. I picked my mobile phone to call Christine before proceeding to take my shower. My company, 'The Emirates' is famous in producing all sort of big ticket textiles and Jewelry in the world in Istanbul. I was the CEO. I met Christine, an American Millionaire business woman at a Summit in Dubai some two years back. We were both pleased to have met each another. Christine wasn't just an experience and dedicative business woman, she was intelligent, a caring and loving mother of two who respect people for who they are. "Reading is my hubby in life," she once told me. And yes, she read quite alot. Hardly the sun will greet the land and lay to rest twice without Christine call...