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Bashir Tofa: The Saint Goes Home
Bashir Tofa: The Saint Goes Home
By: Dr. Aliyu U. Tilde
While I was still in the fold of my blanket this morning, I was unprepared for the sad story of the departure of one of the finest souls that lived among Nigerians. HRH, Muhammadu Sanusi II broke to a group I belong to the news that Alhaji Bashir Tofa died last night. I abandoned the idea of leaving the bed and prepared to embrace the approaching sadness that will possess my soul, turn my heart heavy and throw it into the abyss of the extraordinary sadness which typifies the loss of a dear one.
The Reception in Heaven
The angels must have been busy all day preparing a grand reception for the homecoming of this saint. The heavens, adorned with stars that lit every corner and layer of their galaxies, were in perfect state of readiness when his soul left our filthy planet—where it was imprisoned for nearly seventy years—to the station of majesty, in the company of angels who carried it to the presence of the Most High. The tables, the rivers, the fountains, the fruits and the hur, must be rushing to attend to a soul which served so many poor here on earth for decades and cared so much for us and our future. “The reward of goodness is goodness.”
Saints are Different
Here on earth, the sadness of his loss overtakes us as we commit his body to the earth. We will grieve over his loss and reminisce on his abundant virtues. He was a life well lived; its replacement difficult to find as few saints live on earth. I have met only a few like him among our elders who not only took our decay seriously but worked tirelessly to treat it all their life. His dedication to the larger Nigeria and his immediate society is manifest even at first meeting and its depth increases with every contact. He was the kind of elders one would wish to meet every day, tapping from their experience, sharing their spirit and drinking from their fountain of knowledge.
That was the takeaway of my first meeting with him at his house at Gandu in Kano in 2016. He admired my rantings in the newspapers sixteen years earlier; then my adventure into poetry persuaded him to reach out to me. He injected, like no other, in me the impetus to compose more since I “shocked” him with Ta’aziyyar Abubakar Ladan Zaria and he added more doses with each composition. He was the oxygen that fed the flame of my verse until the very last one I sent him – Dare Sahibina and Lambar Yabo. The poems that many others greeted with envy, he invigorated with fruitful praises. Such are saints. They act differently.
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Malam Bashir did not sit to lament. He did everything his body and soul could permit. He formed and joined unions and organizations for the advancement of his society including politics which he played without the greed of the hungry or the flamboyance of the elite but with the purpose of the reformer. While politicians abhor reforms that check their delinquency, our saint inspired it with his soul that was pure and focussed on heavenly values. Where others wanted you to leave, he encouraged you to stay. Saints are different.
One can easily say that the fate of this country would have been different had he won the June 12 election in 1993. Maybe the election would not have been cancelled and we would not have walked the disastrous path of the regimes that superintended the unabated failure of the Nigerian State in the following three decades. But it is just unfortunate that the default setting of this world is for us fools to be the majority and when we are in power or called upon to elect a leader, our logarithm prefers our kind over the saint whom we often despise, fear or envy. The result of that permutation is the failed Nigerian state of today.
Virtues
Nigerians will be counting the virtues of that Saint today. The earliest I read was the one that accompanied the news from Muhammadu Sanusi II. He said: “He was the last man standing for sanity and the protection of Kano and its heritage.”
My indefatigable sister, Hauwa Umar Aliyu Birniwa, said, with a broken heart:
“Personally, I testified that Alh Bashir Tofa is a good, kind and one of the MOST generous people I’ve met in my life. One needs to have a glimpse of his private life then will know who and how generous Alh Bashir Tofa was. He always had a store in his residence that is stocked with atampa (ankara) and materials (Yadi) that are being sown and distributed to orphans and the needy. The tailors are like permanent staff as that is what they do all year round…. I have personally collected more than a thousand sets of those clothes and distributed them to the needy. He has been sponsoring health outreach activities. I can testify that during one of such services he gave me slots for people in my rural communities in Birniwa LGA, Jigawa State. He was also an Intellectual. I have most of his written work on different thematic issues. I think I have more than 15 copies of his books that he wrote on different things from science, social sciences to fiction.”
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While others will remember him for different things, as a conclusion, I reproduce here a synopsis for a poem he wanted me to compose which portrays his passion for peace and progress of his society. It came after listening to the last two compositions I sent him, which I mentioned above:
“Brilliant. How I wish you would compose a 3-minute poem which will draw the attention of Boko Haram, bandits and leaders on the following:
“1. The danger of terrorism, killings and kidnapping of people and looting their wealth. They should understand that there is judgement tomorrow.
“2. Leaders should desist from playing with the trust of power which God has put in their hands. They should know that there is judgement both in this world and in the hereafter.
“3. That God may come to our rescue, other people should be seeking the forgiveness of God to change their bad habits. People should organize themselves and help one another in guarding their borders and know that the government cannot do everything. Etc.”
It is a shame that I could not compose anything since that chat and he did not live to see me fulfill his wish.
Farewell
In a state of sadness but with lots of gratitude to God for a life well spent, we pray that the soul of our saint rests in perfect peace, in the Heaven high above. My sincere condolences to his wonderful family and the great people of Kano. Kanawa, ku dau hakuri.
إِنَّ ٱلۡمُتَّقِینَ فِی جَنَّـٰٰتࣲ ونهر. فِی مَقۡعَدِ صِدۡقٍ عِندَ مَلِیكࣲ مُّقۡتَدِرِۭ
“The pious will dwell among gardens and rivers, firmly established in the favour of a Mighty King.”
Bashir Tofa: The Saint Goes Home
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A Tribute to My Beloved Father, His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido, CFRTwenty Years Gone, Forever Remembered
A Tribute to My Beloved Father, His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido, CFR
Twenty Years Gone, Forever Remembered
By Halilu Maccido
Twenty years have passed since the tragic day we lost a remarkable father, a revered traditional ruler, a distinguished statesman and a guiding light. Yet two decades on, the memory of His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido remains as vivid in our hearts as ever. Time has moved on, but the love, admiration and respect we hold for him have not diminished.
To us, his children and family, he was a loving and devoted father whose wisdom, guidance and prayers remain an enduring source of strength. To the Sultanate, he was a custodian of tradition and a symbol of dignity. To the nation, he was a father figure whose life was defined by humility, faith, service and an unwavering commitment to peace, unity and the well-being of others.
Baba lived a life of purpose. He led with wisdom, carried his responsibilities with humility, and touched countless lives through his kindness, generosity and sense of duty. His leadership went beyond the throne. It showed in his character, in his devotion to his people, and in his belief in peace, justice and mutual understanding.
Though his time with us was cut short, the legacy he left continues to speak long after his passing.
His life reminds us that true greatness is measured not by the position one holds, but by the lives one touches, the values one upholds and the difference one makes in the world.
Baba, twenty years without you have taught us that while a father may depart this world, his influence never dies. We miss your presence, cherish your counsel and hold dear the lessons you instilled in us. We wish you were here to see the years pass, to offer your wisdom and to guide us with the quiet strength and dignity that were uniquely yours.
Today we remember you not only with tears and longing, but with immense gratitude to Almighty Allah for the privilege of being your children. Your life was a blessing, your guidance a gift, and your legacy is a responsibility we must continue to honour.
As we mark twenty years since your return to your Creator, we pray that Allah (SWT) envelop you in His infinite mercy, forgive your shortcomings, illuminate your grave, reward your good deeds abundantly and grant you Jannatul Firdaus al-A’la. May He accept your service to humanity as Sadaqatul Jariyah and reunite us with you in Jannah. Ameen, Ya Rabbal Alameen.
Forever loved. Forever missed. Forever remembered.
May your noble legacy continue to live through us and through all whose lives you touched.
Rest in eternal peace, Baba. Your memory remains a blessing, your legacy an inspiration, and your place in our hearts irreplaceable.
His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido, our beloved father, our pride, and a legacy that time can never erase.
Halilu Maccido is the son of the late 19th Sultan of Sokoto, His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido, who died 20 years ago in the ill-fated ADC Airlines crash on October 29, 2006.
A Tribute to My Beloved Father, His Eminence Sultan Muhammad Maccido, CFR
Twenty Years Gone, Forever Remembered
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Kashim Shettima @60: To My Brother, Friend, Leader, and Boss
Kashim Shettima @60: To My Brother, Friend, Leader, and Boss
By: Dr. James Bwala
At sixty, a person does not merely celebrate age; he celebrates a journey. He celebrates the people he has influenced—this includes yours sincerely. He celebrates the challenges he has faced in life and survived, the princiles he has defended, and the lives he has touched. Today, I celebrate you—not only as my brother, friend, leader, and boss, but also as a man whose life has demonstrated the meaning of loyalty, courage, resilience, and service to a great nation, Nigeria.
September is our month of birth, and this reflection brought in thousands of memories, lessons, and gratefulness. I watched how you carried the cross, taking the bullets and still standing strong not because you are made of iron but because you love Nigeria and everyone you came across on the line of this journey. Your story is one of remarkable growth and enduring impact. Since 2007, when you came into public service as Honorable Commissioner and impacted five ministries under the Modu Sheriff administration, you have demonstrated a unique leadership style I had loved long before you came into the public glare. Today, our relationship has grown beyond politics, public office, or professional association. Over the years, it has developed into a bond rooted in brotherhood, trust, and shared experiences.
You have always been the big brother, a good friend, an exemplary leader, and a kind boss. Time has tested that bond between us, but it has never weakened our resolve to watch each other’s back. I am grateful to have you on my side; it was a privilege, and I never took it for granted. I learned the ways of patience from you and saw the keys that opened the gates that define loyalty. You live by it, and instead of breaking down, every challenge has strengthened the conviction that our relationship is greater than the circumstances that first brought us together. I see that in your current relationship with people in the corridors of power, and I wish people had observed and have drawn lessons from your teachings not only about power but also about loyalty, trust, steadfastness, and beliefs.
I recalled when you stood by me during my sad moments, when I lost my dear mother. Your kind words sink deep—’ She was our mother! ‘ you said. I recalled a text of your reply to Professor Aminu, who asked how much you are paying me for writing about you in defense and for promoting you, and you said, ‘My relationship with James is beyond money.’ ‘That sinks deep. I recalled when the permanent secretaries came to pay homage to you, and you said, ‘Look at that man standing by the door—James Bwala. We have been together through thick and thin. ”That can only come from a brother.
I often remember myself as a young boy and first time into the secondary school domitary in the 80s – Yerima House at Government Comprehensive Secondary School, Potiskum. I remember the young man who grew into adulthood along the street of late retired custom officer’s, Alhaji Usman Alkali (of blessed memory) in Bullimkuttu-Abuja, Maiduguri, the Borno State capital. I remember the shy smile, the uncertainties of youth, and the gradual transformation into a man learning to understand life, leadership, and responsibility. Through many stages I try to learn and fate brought us in that that journey, I tried to learn about people and meeting you; hearing you speak and envisioning your thoughts and reading your lips makes the difference in learning. You were not merely a superior or public figure but someone who saw potential, offered guidance, and treated me as a younger version of yourself.
Our relationship has never been distant or ceremonial. It has been real, personal, and sometimes humorous. I remain the young man you would often punch in the stomach in your familiar, brotherly way as my governor in Borno state and I imagine, that, if I were a boxing bag, then I must proudly admit that I contributed immensely to the building of your muscles. Those moments, though playful, represent something deeper: the comfort and familiarity that exist between people who have shared many years together. They remind me that true leadership is not always expressed through formal speeches or public gestures. Sometimes, it is reflected in the ease with which people relate to one another, in the freedom to laugh, correct, challenge, and remain connected.
Over the years, standing with you has not always been easy. I have received both accolades and criticism for my loyalty. Many moves were made by people to disconnect this relationship, but we stood and overcame. Those who hate you, I got the percentage for standing with you, and some people praised my courage while others questioned my judgment. I became, in the eyes of many, the nightmare of those who wanted your downfall on newspaper pages. They could not understand why I remained consistent when the political atmosphere became charged and difficult with voices, pens, and inks calling for your replacement, but this boy keeps faith as fate brought us together. They could not understand why I stood on the deadly ground, why it matters to me when silence would have been easier and safer. Many wondered about the mystery of this relationship, and they asked questions. To some, I have no answer, and to others, especially those I rejected their move to trade you for cheap blackmail, those you already knew, I simply said, “He is my brother.” Some still wonder how I could read your lips from a distance or understand your position before you expressed it publicly. I told them this is the power of brotherhood.
Others believed that the statements, revelations, and positions I expressed on newspaper pages were the products of secret conversations between us. They imagined that every defense was calculated, paid for, or politically motivated. Many asked how much you were paying for the promotions, public statements, and defense of your personality. Their questions revealed how difficult it is for some people to believe in loyalty that is not purchased, especially in a society where relationships are often measured by personal gains and benefit. I understand their fears, particularly as genuine brotherhood can appear mysterious.
Indeed, like you told those who want to know. You gave them the answer yourself: my journey with you goes beyond money and political alliance. It is a journey built on brotherhood that has existed for decades. It is founded on memories, trust, affection, and conviction. I told Alhaji Bana Shettima I had stood with you not because he came to ask me to move into the campaign train ahead of the 2023 elections but because I knew the man behind the public image. I knew your character beyond the headlines, your struggles beyond the political battles, and your humanity beyond the office you occupied.
Public life often attracts both admiration and hostility. Leadership exposes a person to praise from those who benefit from his decisions and condemnation from those who oppose his direction. In such an environment, it becomes difficult to distinguish between genuine friends and temporary allies. Many people remain close during moments of comfort but disappear when controversy begins. Others stand beside a leader only when doing so is profitable. Your experience, however, has revealed the value of relationships that endure beyond power, position, and political advantage.
You have lived well, and you have led well. These words are not empty compliments; they are conclusions drawn from years of observation. To live well is to maintain dignity in the face of pressure, to remain committed to one’s principles, and to treat people with respect regardless of their status. To lead well is to accept responsibility, make difficult decisions, inspire confidence, and continue moving forward even when criticism becomes overwhelming. By these measures, you have distinguished yourself.
Leadership is not the absence of mistakes or opposition. No leader escapes criticism, and no public journey is free from controversy. True leadership is demonstrated in the ability to withstand challenges without losing one’s identity. It is shown through resilience—the strength to rise after setbacks, to learn from difficult seasons, and to continue serving with purpose. Your journey has included moments of trial, but those moments have not defined or defeated you. Instead, they have revealed the depth of your character.
At sixty, you represent more than a successful individual. You represent a generation that has witnessed major changes in our society, our politics, and our institutions. You have carried responsibilities that required courage and endurance. You have interacted with people from different backgrounds and religion, managed difficult situations, and occupied spaces where every decision attracted public attention. Through it all, you have continued to build relationships and maintain a sense of humanity.
The significance of this milestone is therefore not limited to the number sixty (60). It is a celebration of experience. It is a recognition of the wisdom gained from years of service, the lessons learned through adversity, and the value of the people who have walked with you. It is also an opportunity for those of us who know you personally to testify to the qualities that public commentary often overlooks.
I testify that you are more than the titles you have held. You are more than the offices you have occupied and the political roles you have played. You are a brother who has shaped my life, a friend whose presence has endured, a leader whose example has influenced many, and a boss who has taught me the importance of commitment. Your impact cannot be measured only by official achievements. It can also be seen in the loyalty you inspire, the confidence you build, and the memories you leave in the lives of those around you.
My own story is inseparable from the story of our relationship. From the boy at Yerima House to the young man from Bullimkuttu, my development has unfolded alongside the lessons and experiences we shared. I have learned that loyalty requires courage. I have learned that friendship must be tested before it can be trusted. I have learned that leadership demands both strength and compassion. Most importantly, I have learned that a relationship built on genuine brotherhood can survive seasons that would destroy ordinary alliances.
As you celebrate your sixtieth birthday, I want you to know that your life has been meaningful and your leadership has mattered. The people who stood with you did so because they saw something worth defending. The people who trusted you did so because you gave them reasons to believe. And those of us who call you brother do so because our relationship has grown beyond convenience.
At sixty, you are still the best—not because you are without flaws, but because you are authentic, resilient, and committed. You have continued to prove that greatness is not defined by the absence of challenges; it is defined by the courage to face them. You have lived through changing times, shifting alliances, public controversies, and demanding responsibilities, yet you remain standing with dignity.
Today, I celebrate the man, the leader, and the brother. I celebrate the years behind you and the possibilities ahead. I celebrate the laughter, the arguments, the public battles, the private encouragement, and every experience that has strengthened our bond. I celebrate a sexagenarian of our time—a man whose life reflects service, loyalty, and perseverance.
May the years ahead bring you greater wisdom, renewed strength, sound health, and enduring peace. May your leadership continue to inspire, and may your life remain a source of blessing to your family, friends, colleagues, and the wider society. May you enjoy the rewards of the good you have done and the lives you have touched.
Today, September 2, 2026, I celebrate you. Happy 60th birthday to my brother, my friend, my leader, and my boss. Our journey goes beyond money, politics, or public recognition. It is a journey of brotherhood—one that has endured for decades and will remain cherished for many more years to come.
* James Bwala, PhD, is the author of the book Duty & Courage and writes from Abuja.
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Late Community Leader Daniel Pulle Laid to Rest Amid Tears as Killing Continues to Stir Questions in Plateau
Late Community Leader Daniel Pulle Laid to Rest Amid Tears as Killing Continues to Stir Questions in Plateau
By: Zagazola Makama
Hundreds of mourners from different faiths and communities on Saturday gathered in Gana-Ropp, Ropp District of Barkin Ladi Local Government Area of Plateau State, to bid a final farewell to community leader, Mr. Daniel Pulle, popularly known as Nagunda, whose killing has continued to generate concern and controversy across the area.
Pulle, 60, was buried according to local customs amid emotional scenes as family members, traditional leaders, community elders, youths, women, and sympathisers paid glowing tributes to a man many described as a symbol of peace, unity and selfless service.

The late community leader was reportedly killed on the evening of June 28, 2026, in circumstances that remain unclear. His death has heightened concerns over networks of criminal militia groups operating in Barkin Ladi and renewed calls for a thorough investigation to identify and prosecute those responsible.
Throughout the funeral ceremony, grief-stricken residents remembered Pulle as a humble and accommodating leader whose influence extended beyond ethnic and religious boundaries.

Many speakers described him as a bridge-builder who maintained cordial relationships with all segments of the community, including neighbouring Fulani settlements, despite the complex security challenges that have affected parts of Plateau State in recent years.
His reputation for peaceful coexistence was reflected in the large turnout at his burial, which drew hundreds of mourners comprising both Christians, Muslims and Fulani from within and outside Barkin Ladi Local Government Area.
As prayers and tributes filled the atmosphere, many mourners struggled to hold back tears while recalling his contributions to community development and conflict resolution.

Residents said his death has left a vacuum in Gana-Ropp, where he was widely regarded as a respected voice of moderation and dialogue.
Although security agencies have yet to announce any arrest in connection with the killing, the incident has continued to generate widespread speculation among residents.
Community sources told Zagazola that one line of speculation centres on a prolonged leadership dispute involving Pulle and another member of the community. According to the sources, the disagreement had been the subject of litigation for an extended period before the court reportedly ruled in Pulle’s favour.
Other residents linked the incident to disagreements over land ownership and mining activities in the area.
According to community members, there had been disagreements between Pulle and some youths over parcels of land reportedly earmarked for mining activities involving Chinese investors.

The sources explained that while similar mining-related land transactions had reportedly been carried out successfully in other parts of Barkin Ladi, including neighbouring communities, efforts to execute a comparable arrangement in Gana-Ropp were met with resistance from some local residents.
However, none of the claims regarding the motive behind the killing has been officially confirmed by security authorities, and investigators have yet to disclose any findings linking the incident to either the leadership dispute or the land-related disagreements.
Many appealed to the Plateau State Government and security agencies to ensure that those responsible are identified and brought to justice.
“This is not just the loss of a family; it is the loss of an entire community,” one elderly mourner said. “Nagunda believed in peace and lived for his people. We owe him justice.”
Others noted that despite differences that naturally arise within communities, Pulle consistently advocated dialogue rather than confrontation and remained accessible to people across religious and ethnic divides.
As the late community leader was lowered into the earth amid prayers and sobbing relatives, mourners said the greatest tribute to his memory would be the restoration of peace and justice in Gana-Ropp.
Residents expressed hope that a transparent investigation into the circumstances surrounding his death would not only bring closure to his family but also help prevent further tension within the community.
Late Community Leader Daniel Pulle Laid to Rest Amid Tears as Killing Continues to Stir Questions in Plateau
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