Nigerian blog round-up: 'Naija state of mind'

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As Nigeria celebrates 50 years of independence, the BBC News website looks to Nigerian bloggers for their take on the nation's Golden Jubilee.

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Naija Stories

Contributors to Naija Stories, external have been interpreting Nigeria's Golden Jubilee with short stories.

King Jay's NIGERIA BY 2050 envisions a future where Britain and France are debtor nations and marriages are clinched over a wish to have a Nigerian passport:

"'Sweetheart, what do you think is responsible for Nigeria's wealth?', says my wife Camille, a former British model whom some of my relatives think got married to me to get a Nigerian passport.", external

Emmanuel-Iduma's Electronic Freedom expresses a desire for a change at 50, through a mutating Facebook relationship:

"On Facebook, she had fallen in love, with a profile picture of him holding a Nigerian flag in one hand and the other hand across his chest.", external

And Nwanne UK's IN MY REVERIE... longs for a piece of cake:

"'Why was I not included?', I would ask feeling that we all should be there to have a share of that big green and white coloured cake, which always caught my eyes because of my fondness for cake.", external

Ifreke's story Breaking Free is about getting over a past lover:

"I thought I had gotten over Demilade Matthew. It was clear at this point that I hadn't moved on. I still felt something for him. As hard as it sounded to me, I had to leave him in my past. It was time to grow up.", external

And Fabian writes of things that change and things that don't in I believe:

"As a child, I was led to believe that the sky is always blue, no matter what; that one naira would always buy me sweets...", external

Suleiman's Blog

Salisu Suleiman writes a poem on his blog:

I Am 50, Please Celebrate Me, external

My youth have no past, present nor future.

So my sons in the North have become street urchins and his brothers in the South have become kidnappers.

My nephews die of thirst in the Sahara and his cousins drown in the Mediterranean.

My daughters walk the streets of Lagos, Abuja, and Port Harcourt, while her sisters parade the streets of Rome and Amsterdam.

I am grief-stricken, please celebrate me.

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