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There is absolutely nothing happy about this independence, today is just independence day and not happy Independence day.
A friend asked me, but October 1st is our independence day, the day we became free but I answered and said, for me, I was born free. My independence day is December 22nd, the day I was born, for that was the day I was born free.
Until we change our current form of leadership, until we change our current crop of leaders and until we change our style of followership, then this is not a happy Independence but an independence day nonetheless.
Don't wish me happy Independence, don't even wish me independence day because a part of me thinks that maybe just maybe we would have been better if we remained under colonial rule just a little longer, just maybe a little bit longer.

Someone said we only have one day to celebrate our independence day and I disagree with that school of thought, independence day is more than a day or a date, in this country or maybe this continent, it's a state of mind so for me, everyday is independence day, everyday surviving in this country, working despite the insurmountable odds, corruption, religious fanaticism, and democrazy and succeeding despite it all is a toast to that day.
In Nigeria everyday should be celebrated as independence day because everyday we live and survive our corrupt and evil leaders is win and an independence and freedom from tyranny day.

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