Mikun's Inforepublic

FEBRUARY 1 / ODUSOLA AYOMIKUN The Books That Met Me Where I Was. Have you ever caught yourself pausing just before speaking 🤐, wondering how your words might land? Or replayed a conversation hours later 🤔🙄, wishing you had shown up a little differently? If you’re a young adult, chances are you’ve been there. I know I have. And interestingly, it wasn’t lectures or motivational speeches that helped me untangle those moments; it was books. Quiet, patient books that never interrupted, never judged, and always waited for me to be ready. Somewhere in my awkward, juvenile steps into adulthood, I realised something unsettling: no one hands you a manual for life. One day, you’re confident and sure of yourself; the next, you’re overthinking a text message from three hours ago. Same phone. Same you. Completely different emotional weather 🌦️. I carried trembling concerns about life, constantly measuring myself against what I thought adulthood should look like. I worried I was failing at it or ...

19 NOVEMBER, 2025 / ODUSOLA AYOMIKUN   Before 30           Bisola Adebayo was the kind of woman who organized her life with almost mathematical precision. It ran in the familyher parents, both esteemed medical professors, had always expected nothing short of excellence from their only child.           At twenty-seven, she had checked off nearly every item on her childhood vision board: she had graduated with a first-class degree in her dream course, become a fast-rising marketing strategist in Lagos, attended three international conferences, owned a Benz, and lived in an apartment that smelled of lavender and discipline.           What more could a woman ask for? She was almost fulfilled except for the most important desire of all: getting married before turning twenty-eight. That was the lone unchecked box. She had not been in a relationship since her university days. Back then she had been quite the cynosu...

27th October / ODUSOLA AYOMIKUN Coconut Water ( Cocos Nucifera ) I magine, just imagine if there were to be a rhyme for Coconut would it go like.  Coconut is a type of fruit, Coconut is a type of fruit,  Sweet like sugar.....  Blah blah blah....... Then what next?, huh let's just leave that melody to pawpaw. Assignment to my future music personified, 'A rhythm for coconut Sire'.  Guess I could have began some other way, but transcending with what seems like the unperturbed flow of my ink; let's discuss Coconut.             First deliberations: What does the nominal man know about the coconut?, What can he make of a coconut, would he prefer placing that five hundred naira note in the hands of a chocolate stall keeper to acquiring a juicy coconut from the local fruit seller by the road.            The urge to describe coconut as a brown fruit, with a close resemblance to a hard brown ball. A fruit with shells ...

August 9, ODUSOLA AYOMIKUN  Vikings 'The long lost Tribe' Absolutely! Different tales and histories have erupted to the existence of the Viking clan. A tribe recognized by history as one of the most powerful and gruesome humans who were popular for their conquering of cities and territories. The Vikings were actually epic and powerful !!! Let’s start with a question: What do you imagine when you hear the word “Viking”? Bearded men in horned helmets shouting “Valhalla!”? Or some rather dark ship with dragon heads and tattoos embarking on blood thirsty voyages. Well, you’re partly right, excluding the horns (sorry, the cartoons weren't fair on us with that made up imagery). But the truth is far more fascinating. So grab your metaphorical shield and sail, because we’re about to embark on a wild voyage through the stormy, sagas-filled history of the Vikings! Just as a young lad would ask his father. "Father, where did the Vikings come from?" The Vikings we...

June 29, ODUSOLA AYOMIKUN Banwo (Ajokuta ma momi)            B anwo tightened his grip on the steering wheel of the rattling yellow bus as it bounced over another pothole. The Lagos night was thick with heat and fumes, and the old danfo coughed like an old man with bad lungs. It was almost 11 p.m., but the streets still hummed with reckless noise: hawkers still yelling just to sell their goods, drivers even were not left out with horns blaring. It seemed as though the night is the dawning of another day. “Last bus! Mile 2! Mile 2 straight!”  He had shouted earlier that evening, his voice raw from the daily grind. Now the bus was empty, the day’s passengers long gone, and all that remained was the dull ache in his back and the low hum of his frustration. At 25 he was nothing but a danfo driver trying to survive in the chaotic streets of Lagos. His everyday was actual basic; the usual navigating potholes, shouting agberos, and the daily grind at...

Tears: A Research On Origin, Functions And Importance Of The Human Tears Tears are a universal language, transcending words to convey varying degrees of emotions that touch the very core of our humanity. From the joyful tears of a wedding day to the sorrowful tears of loss, tears have been a timeless expression of the human experience. Research entails that beyond their emotional significance, tears also play a vital role in maintaining the health and function of our eyes, protecting them from infection and keeping them lubricated. Tears aren't simple. They are complex creations of water, mucins, oils and electrolytes; funny huh. They also possess some protective bacteria fighting substances that help reduce our risk of getting eye infections. It might interest you to know that the word 'Machozi' means tears in Swahili.  In the action of blinking, the upper eyelid sweep tears across the surface of the cornea, down towards the inner corner of each eye. The tears ...