Malaria, Rains and The Way Forward
It’s that time of the year again. Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. When the roads and drains are flooded. When the shallow rooted trees and electrical p
A Physician's Diary
It’s that time of the year again. Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. When the roads and drains are flooded. When the shallow rooted trees and electrical p
It was a sunny day, a year ago when a colleague referred his son to me. The boy had obtained admission and scholarship into a prestigious flying schoo
For the past thirty-six days, I have not had any reason to be angry, raise my voice or contemplate strangling anyone in my mind. My mood has been most
One morning, on the 23rd of August, some 47 years ago, an escaped convict in Stockholm, the capital and largest city of Sweden, entered a busy bank ca
Years ago, at the height of the Boko Haram crisis in Abuja, a relative of mine parked his car by a corner shop and went in to buy a sachet of ‘pure wa