Researchers discovered your nose is connected to the memory centre of
уσυr brain. That's why smells can trigger powerful memories as I
experienced it late last month. At the ever busy Ota-junction in Sango
few days ago, I forced my way through the thick crowd seeing the
weather has suddenly changed and threatened to rain and considering I
was still travelling far.
As I maneuvered my way through the mob, a lady wriggled past me and
suddenly I caught a slight whiff of a particular scent I was used to
many years ago back at Ogun State University (OSU). It was "Toni
Montana" fragrance. I religiously kept and used it almost throughout
my days as an undergraduate.
The scent I perceived connected me to the good old days at Ago-Iwoye;
the events and actors of those years. It brought to mind the years
when intellectualism mattered above what was taught in the lecture
rooms. I mean the years when the activities of students' organisations
within the campus were tougher. It is what уσυ know that made уσυ
known in those years and not уσυr noise. Students activism in those
years was an ideological one and they existed in different groups-
SUG, CDHR, Observers' Congress and the Activists' Forum.
Activists related to each other with a certain sense of respect and
this more than anything else propelled the movement. I still recall
the activities of the controversial four student activists with
similar firstname. They were called "4Femis" among who was 'Femi
Nuberu! Not forgetting Wale SCHRODINGER and Dayo Laleye. I still
recall the Olumide Onafeso days down to later politics that produced
Wale PRAGMATISM, Daniel Aborishade and my MAIN man, AfrikaWee Tunde
who later became SUG President. Meloo came on board immediately after
him.
On the negative side, "Nana Obeche" story scared me to bones each time
the story was retold. The several cult wars that claimed lives and the
gruesome murder of Tuyo at Igan Road is still fresh in my memories.
Jambites who met "Oyeneye Must Go" crisis were considering seeking
admission into another institutions because it was real war. When уσυ
see уσυr lecturers running into the bush; fleeing with all within him
like armada on wheels, hugging every shrub in the bush, knocking
though everything that stood in his way all in bid to avoid being
killed, what excuse would уσυ say уσυ have for not running for уσυr
life?
At OSU, I saw devil's reincarnates firsthand! The activities of these
guys will shock even the devil himself. Уσυr fellow student will order
уσυ never to step on the campus ground for a whole week and уσυ would
wisely obey. As a Jambite, I have had to paid for cigarettes I never
smoked all because I sat in the wrong place.
There was a dreaded cultist nicknamed "Dipopo" who converted MOONLIGHT
Hall (after Hogas Hotel, before Aborishade Blocks) to his palace and
was receiving tithes and school fees from students who were also
begging him to receive it. At one hostel near Oduduwa Hall, a tea mug
was smashed on a guy's jaw. We were also told of how hot melted candle
was used to write name on a guy's buttocks in Bobo Hall. LIBERTY Hall
in Oru, YANKARI Hall in Campus Road, ANCHOR Villa near Mini-Campus and
several others are places уσυ can't stay if уσυ are mummy's pet in
those days.
On the 25th of November, 2004, right by OLAD Hospital junction (before
OOU Health Centre) a gang of four cultists attacked me and I was badly
beaten for no reason. The attack lasted for almost one hour that
Friday evening. It was a busy area and people were passing but one
cared to ask why I was being beaten like a thief.
Alistair stated, 'whatever does not kill us makes us stronger.' Today
nobody can "obtain" me anyhow and when уσυ flash уσυr gun I'll remind
уσυ how many bullets are in it. The other ∂αy, my bus was attacked by
hoodlums near Afikpo and of all the people inside the bus, myself and
another guy in suit were the only persons who didn't submit wallets
and phones. After the robbers had left, I asked the guy which school
he attended. He proudly mentioned OSU!
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