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Book Titled: Letters from the Forgotten Youth
Chapter1:
Letter to the First Language I Forgot

To the tongue I buried before I could understand its wisdom.

I do not remember the first time I spoke you. I only remember when I stopped.

You were there before my teeth knew how to chew, before my ears could separate lullabies from warnings. You were the air in the room, the taste of my mother's soup, the rhythm of my father's call to prayer. You were laughter around the fire, gossip behind woven veils, the way elders nodded without speaking. You were not just a language. You were a world.

But I left you.

Or did you leave me?

They brought another language to my school — clean, smooth, global. English. They told me it was the language of the future. The language of jobs. Of success. Of being taken seriously.

So I began to forget you to become 'serious'.

You were too emotional, they said. Too local. Too backward. So I folded your vowels under my tongue, bent my accent like a colonized tree growing toward foreign light. I laughed at children who spoke you in class. I winced when uncles mispronounced "engineer" or "computer" in your heavy coat. I thought I was growing. But I was shrinking.

In forgetting you, I forgot how to feel home.

Now, years later, I look for you in songs, in poems, in the cracks of my grandmother’s voice. I sit with old men playing ayo under mango trees just to hear you again, raw and cracked with age. But you no longer speak to me the way you used to. You hold back.

You’re angry, aren’t you?

Maybe you should be. I betrayed you. I let them laugh you out of my mouth. I let them exile you from the curriculum. I let them rename everything that once belonged to you — your words for moon, for sorrow, for beauty, erased.

They gave me “development,” but took my idioms. They gave me “education,” but stole my story.

And now, when I try to write in you, I stutter. My metaphors run dry. My tongue fails to sing the way it did when it was yours.

YOU'RE MY ONE IN A MILLIONIn the land of dreams, you are my realityIn the world of whispers, you're my melodyIn the vast...
21/02/2025

YOU'RE MY ONE IN A MILLION

In the land of dreams, you are my reality
In the world of whispers, you're my melody
In the vast ocean, you're my guiding wave
In life's great puzzle, you're the piece I crave.

In the garden of time, you're my forever bloom
In the darkest night, you're my silver moon
You're the sunrise that paints my skies
The warmth of love shining in your eyes.

In the book of fate, you're my perfect line
In the taste of joy, you're the sweetest honey
You're the rhythm in my heart’s own song
The place where I have always belonged.

24/10/2024

Kabir stood up and entered his room without saying a word. He lay down on his bed for a few minutes, then got up and took a bath. Afterward, he came out of the bathroom and approached his clothes cupboard. His phone started ringing; he turned and took the phone, seeing Rilwan's contact. He dropped the phone without answering. Rilwan called again; Kabir then picked up.

"Yane Abokina?" Kabir said.

"Normal," Rilwan replied.

"Ina fitowa yanzu," Kabir said.

"Okay, saika fito," Rilwan responded.

Kabir dressed and came out, finding his father, Malam Abu, in the parlor.

"Kai, where are you going?" Malam Abu asked.

"I'm going to Rilwan's shop," Kabir replied.

"Okay, Kai haka zuciyarka zai mutu bazaka nemi abunyi ba ko, remember that life is unpredictable," Malam Abu cautioned. "I can pass away anytime, and when I do, you'll realize who truly provides for you. Don't take my generosity for granted."

Kabir kept quiet and went out without saying another word. Approaching his car, frustration simmered within him like a boiling cauldron. Mai Gadi opened the gate, and Kabir drove out, leaving the tension behind, his car disappearing into the horizon like a fleeing bird.

FOR GRANTEDEpisode 1"Amina! Amina!! Amina!" Hajiya Laila's voice echoed through the room."Yes, ma?" Amina replied, stand...
17/10/2024

FOR GRANTED
Episode 1
"Amina! Amina!! Amina!" Hajiya Laila's voice echoed through the room.

"Yes, ma?" Amina replied, standing up eagerly, her eyes cast downward.

"Ah, Amina, you were sitting right beside Kabir and didn't even respond when I called you," Hajiya Laila scolded, her voice dripping with disdain.

"Sorry, ma. I was tending to the fire," Amina explained, her voice trembling.

"Because you were busy with the fire, that's why you ignored my call, hmm?" Hajiya Laila retorted, her eyes narrowing.

"Sorry, ma. I didn't hear you at first, that's why I didn't respond," Amina said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Shut your mouth! I'm talking; you're interrupting! Am I your equal?" Hajiya Laila snapped, her face reddening.

"Sorry, ma. I didn't mean to," Amina apologized, tears streaming down her face.

Malam Abu walked into the room, his eyes scanning the tense scene.

"What's happening?" he asked, his voice calm.

"Nothing, Maigida," Hajiya Laila replied, her tone softening.

"Like nothing? I hear you shouting. Who are you shouting at?" Malam Abu pressed.

"Maigida, it's Amina. She didn't attend to the charcoal as instructed," Hajiya Laila explained.

"What did she do?" Malam Abu inquired.

"I assigned her to tend the charcoal, but she hasn't done it yet," Hajiya Laila said.

"Hmm, Hajiya Laila, you know Amina isn't well. Why assign her to tend the charcoal? Where is Sabira or Tana Bacci?" Malam Abu asked.

Hajiya Laila defended herself, "What kind of selfishness is this? You wake her up to tend the charcoal, but assign Amina, who's unwell, to do it instead?"

Malam Abu rebuked Hajiya Laila, "Is this because she's not your biological daughter? Honestly, Maigida, in front of Amina, you're insulting me. Wallahi, ban son wulakanci!.

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