This piece is a difficult piece. The creative muse refused to cooperate; the words refused to flow; even the page seemed anaemic, and the pen at sometimes became rebellious. This obviously is not because I have lost my writing dexterity even when it’s been long I did something journalistic as this, perhaps because the sadness that enveloped my heart, the devastated position over the unimaginably sad reality that the subject of the piece; my great teacher, mentor, father, career confidant, boss, inspirer, motivator, benefactor, guardian and defender – Prof. Olaiwola…
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