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   Written by W.N V incent       Have you ever watched the video of a love song? I mean a clean video with really great lyric? What were your thoughts? The other day I was going through the WhatsApp statuses of people on my contact list. Just then, I came across a video on the status of Mr. Luis. It was a love song sung by a white guy. I used ‘White’ because I don’t know the singer or where he comes from. I only know his skin color and accent put him in that category. I hope I’m not being racist. I can’t remember the lyrics of the song, but what I can’t forget is how his every action showed that he loved and cared for the lady he was singing to. It was so lovely that I slipped into Mr. Luis’ DM (direct message) and said to him, “These people sure know how to be romantic. When you watch them express love, you just love it and you just want to get into a relationship quickly”. He said it was because they used the simple things around to express love. I told him that I thought the av

Written by W.N Vincent Over the years, and despite the diverse challenges, the Nigerian culture has managed to survive via some sort of telepathic connection, if I must say. We may talk about ourselves within the country, but the moment an ‘outsider’ talks about us, everyone will ‘attack’ that outsider. Whether we have got our backs bumper-to-bumper in such cases or we just like savage replies, I do not know, but it seems to be working for us. You may have lived in Kaduna, Enugu, Ibadan, or Bayelsa, but growing up, there were some things we all did the same despite the geographical, ethnic, cultural and language barriers. Let’s roll back the years, shall we? We all played games like, ‘War start’, ‘Canter ball’, ‘Boju-Boju’, ‘Rope-skipping’, ‘Police and Thief’, ‘Tinko-Tinko’, ‘Ten-Ten’, ‘Ayo’, ‘Suwe’, ‘Who will you marry?’, ‘Street/Compound soccer’, just to mention but a few, for both the male and the female child. Even if your parents moved from Warri to Akwa Ibom, you could