Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan
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The Broken Promise: How a Youth Leader Sold Out His Generation
I remember the first day I saw Tunde speak. We were gathered in the dusty courtyard of the community hall, restless and worn out from years of silence. We had all suffered — no jobs, no hope, no voice. Our leaders treated us like numbers. But when Tunde stood on that makeshift stage with nothing but a microphone and fire in his eyes, something shifted. Something awakened.
By Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan7 months ago in Confessions
The Letter I Couldn't Read: A Father's Regret
I remember the day the letter came like it happened only yesterday. It was a Thursday afternoon, hot and dry, and I had just returned from the farm, my clothes soaked in sweat and dust. My legs were heavy, my hands blistered, but I wore the same tired smile I always brought home to my children.
By Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan7 months ago in Education
When I Lost My Job, I Found Myself — And an Income Online
I never thought I'd be the kind of man who would cry over a job. I always saw myself as the strong one—provider, planner, protector. You lose a job, you get another one, right? That’s what I used to think. But that idea collapsed the day I walked out of my office, holding a brown cardboard box with my name written in black marker on the side.
By Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan7 months ago in Pride
When Love Turns into Loneliness
We used to talk about everything. From which suya joint had the best pepper to what kind of house we’d raise our kids in one day. There was a time Kunle couldn’t go five minutes without saying something to make me laugh. I still remember how he once stopped in the middle of traffic, leaned across the seat, and kissed me like the whole world had gone still.
By Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan7 months ago in Families
The Last Rain: A Farmer’s Cry for the Earth. Content Warning.
Theastreenheillage There used to be trees everywhere in our village. Tall ones, short ones, ones with fruits, ones that hummed with bees. We didn’t think much of them back then—they were just there. Like the sky. Like breath.
By Oguntade Hafeez Olalekan7 months ago in Earth
