
Ridwanullah Olarewaju Muritala
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Dearth Of Information In Contemporary World
DEARTH OF INFORMATION Happenings are said to be the resultant effects of human social interaction with nature and his like beings. In one way or the other, they tend to contribute either directly or indirectly to their physical vicinity. Undoubtedly, sociality has proven, over time, to be an immutable function of man's personality. While corresponding with the stark reality, however, the imminence of clashes of interest is inescapable due to the variegated subjective inclination of individual...

Pen And Justice.
PEN AND JUSTICE I do not want to contaminate myself with any utopian fantasies in my assessment but however, I will be forced to test the hypothesis through imagination and premonition because of the seeming impracticability and non-existence of the concept I want to discuss in this treatise vis a vis the conventional means of attaining it Justice is among the treasured phenomenon which every human and the society at large crave for because it i...

Aesthetics of Legal Profession
Semantically, a word always betray a sole meaning. This lends credence to one distinctive feature of language [either written or oral] to be arbitrary. For there are inevitability of misprision since most of our laws are codified in a language we presumed to unanimously agree to understand. Hence, meaning–making or word relatability cannot be denied to be an effective tool of advocacy in the court of law notwithstanding the seeming subjectivity. To some extent, a presumed position of law d...

A reflection
Honestly, it is good to be good. It is fulfilling in the sense that mind effortlessly finds for itself a tranquilised equilibrium of purpose and bliss.

Why Smiling When We Ought To Be Crying?
The despotic gods must be toxic as crazy. But this herd of people are passionately stupid. Never from my mouth will the demise of school teacher Spread like a butter sandwiched between sliced breads Oh what a relish! the good old days are gone—if any. Our hankerings remain unyielding like a polemics. Glued still to our dear castles of imaginations and yearnings. Who knows if these lots are too foolish to be wise. Or say—too wise to be dragged as stinking fools. As always, weather dictates th...
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