Marhabaan bika Yaa Ramadan, welcome oh Ramadan, Yaa ayyu aladhiina aamanu, kutiba alaykum siyaawmu ( O you who believe, we have made fasting incumbent on you). These statements are suffusing our airwaves already even before the sighting of the moon crescent to herald the breaking of Ramadan, the ninth month of hijrah calendar during which abled bodied muslims are enjoined fast as a compulsory worship. So, here comes the season of fasting, the glorious month of Ramadan, the month in which the gates of Jahannam, hellfire, are shut and that…
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Oke Foko Painter’s Son, By Abdulwarees Solanke
I am a painter’s son. From childhood, Baami imbued in me the love for paint and brush. I saw him mix paints of different colours to get a different hue. I watched him sing as he climbed the ladders to paint storey buildings and high ceilings. I joined him cut stencils to make imprints and signs. I risked standing beside him as he pours lime, efun, into water, resulting in hot boiling mixture that bubbles, to whitewash or do preparatory coating. He taught me about the scrapper, the sand paper,…
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