A TRIBUTE BY: Matthew Hassan Kukah
"... With Ahmed Joda gone, the north
is at best now a huge graveyard. Its children are now largely orphans."
The death of Ahmed Joda marks the drop of
the final leaves of the northern autumn. Ordinarily, in spring, the first drops
of the rains and moisture breathe life into the foliage and in turn, a long
process begins to ensure that fresh leaves return to the trees.
However, with the bandits and kidnappers
having taken over the region, Northern Nigeria is faced with a prospect of
self- immolation that is almost impossible to contemplate.
The region’s internal tensions commenced long ago with the death of the Gamji himself on January 15th, 1966. His rarified personage had dwarfed all around him and there were hardly any pretending deputies in sight. Everyone around the Sardauna was merely an altar server; no co-celebrants as such.