Lex Posimi's blog

A bastard (forgive my language) stepped up the podium some five years ago when I was in my final year in school contesting for the most prestigious post on campus (SUG president)."Igi iwe" as he's popularly known in and around campus bamboozled us with incomprehensible language balderdash but all we did on that ground was to clap thunderously and shout at the top of our lungs moronically despite that we hardly even understood any of the nonsense he was vomiting in the name of a manifesto. FYI, despite the obvious language prowess, Ekene was the worst, I mean WORST SUG president I experienced in my university days. Looking back now, I realized that we have placed too much importance on English language so much that we use it to measure progress and success. Even so much that every aspect of our existence as a nation is guilty of that. People who lack good command of the language are almost always looked down on, mocked taunted, ridiculed and shamed. Matter-of-factly, ...

I was at the canteen enjoying my plate of pounded yam and egusi soup, garnished with lots of fried chicken. My favourite dish, i don’t mind having it everyday. Provided its prepared by an experienced hand. Just then my digital wrist watch gave a beep, our organization symbol showed on the screen. D--n! It my attention was needed, i hate being interrupted when eating, but i had no option. Welcome to agents’ world. I abandoned my food, footed the bills, got into my car and drove off. It was a 15minutes ride but it took a pro like me 10 minutes to arrive NIA tower. I am agent VIII a super agent in the national intelligence agency. Lately the increasing rate of crime was making ground. Worst was the kidnap of the President’s daughter which automatically got the NIA team involved. Vivian and i stepped out of the elevator. She was a colleague, more than that, a friend. Vivian was agent XIV. NIA had a total of twenty top agents. The number stands, albeit agents may be replaced. “there ...

AGENT VIII part 2 At exactly 0905hours we arrived maiduguri airforce base. Agent Arome and the section chief in charge of Maiduguri went in for a tet-a-tet. Only God knows what those two discussed. Three armoured SUVs and a black hilux vehicle were on standby, we hopped in almost immediately our commander was done speaking with the section chief. It was a long drive in the outskirts of the city. The city held a poor view, it was nothing less of a war ground. Those rascals really gave maiduguri a heavy blow. We alighted from the vehicles at a 50km radius from the enemies camp. The village…no hamlet was ruined and deserted, most of its inhabitants died in a massacre staged by the same terrorists sect. The enemies’ camp was more of a castle. Making it more difficult to place where the hostages were. Agent Arome slowly brought down his little telescope. The SWAT team were in a group of four. He used his hand to direct each group, they all moved stealthily, surrounding the castl...