Wale Okediran’s Madagali: Love and
Ambush in a Time of War – Ifeanyichukwu Peter Eze
Madagali
is a story of love in a time of war.
Bukar,
a young lance corporal in the Nigerian army, born of a Nigerian father and
Liberian mother, is injured in a deadly ambush by Boko Haram. At the hospital,
it is discovered that the injury has rendered him impotent. But his desire to
keep that to himself and stay away from women is not helped by the web of love
that confronts him. This pushes him to seek for remedy in between repelling the
insurgency and staying in love. He is attracted to Safiya, a humanitarian
worker and daughter of a former Boko Haram leader. She helps him secure an
herbal remedy from a mallam but blackmails him with a demand for information:
to ambush the food going to Biu and pass the food to the starving Boko Haram
boys. Else, she would go back to the mallam and revoke the healing. For Bakar,
this is a moral decision steeped in his freedom from his erectile dysfunction
and the love for his country.
The
Boko Haram movement has been in Nigeria since 2009. The name translates to
“western education is forbidden”. It has killed thousands of people. But who is
the real enemy? Why is the war still lingering after more than 10 years?
Told
from the eyes of Bukar, the protagonist, the tone is personal and
introspective. As an eye witness account, it initiates and ensures an engaging,
sincere, and unapologetic exploration of the Boko Haram menace, and as well,
confirms the truth hidden in whispers and rumours rather than what we get from
official documents. It lays bare the double standards of the Nigeria armed
forces, the labyrinths of underhand collaborations between the people in high
places, the NGOs, and insurgents.
Colonel
Yusuf Abu is killed by the military top guns in what is documented as an ambush
by the enemy, because of his huge potential to end the war. In that same vein,
Bukar is wrongly accused, tortured and imprisoned for possessing bomb making
materials in a package he is to deliver for Lt Col Humus, and whose contents he
knows nothing about. Meanwhile aid workers act as middlemen for arm
dealers.
Interestingly,
the narrative alternates between Nigeria and Liberia where Bukar’s family has
arranged a wife for him. Liberia offers a contrasting fortune of peace and calm
to the artilleries, bombs, rockets, and death that have become Nigeria’s image.
Peace, it seems, is an almost impossible achievement.
The
story flows simply in an unadorned, sometimes raw, but effective language. Most
of its strength wears a journalistic verve to give credence to the
investigative run of the text with a sense of elaborate history. As a
result, the dialogue is a huge informant.
The
writer’s wealth of travel experiences shines on the pages. He takes us through
the terrain of the lingering war: from Madagali to Baga, Katarko to Kano, Kaya
to Gulag, Maiduguri to Ngala, military camps, IDP camps, war strategies, hungry
civilians, lost children, disheveled women, repentant insurgents, and their
likes.
There
is an undertone though. And this, I feel is a subtle questioning of the
hypocrisy in the system. How do you fight a war you help sustain knowingly? The
existence of sympathisers of Boko Haram in both the military and the NGOs
undermines the efforts and the moral choices of individuals who are genuinely
fighting to end the scourge.
Wouldn’t
Bukar have chosen his options differently instead of putting the lives of his
colleagues at the mercy of a deadly ambush? Safiya provides a watershed link to
the passage of information between both sides: the military and the insurgents.
It suggests, and validly so, that the hands of the humanitarian services are
deep in the dirty waters of the matter.
There
is the case of the so called repentant former Boko Haram members who vacillate,
exploring whose policies offer better economic well-being and security between
the Nigerian government on one hand, and the terrorists on the other. If the
government is not forthcoming, they turn their allegiance back to the
terrorists. This is the case of Safiya’s father who has gone back to the group.
He had initially joined the group to raise money to send his daughter to
school.
Remarkably,
the voice behind the novel is urgent; a huge eye opener to the decay in the
Nigerian military. The NGO’s in charge of the IDP camps are not left out in the
lash that this book is. Ultimately the drive here is to create the right
consciousness in the face of deceit. This book holds the light.
(Ifeanyichukwu
Peter Eze holds a BA in Philosophy from the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. His
works have appeared or forthcoming in: Red Coyote, Tiny Essays, Pangoline
Review, and The Nigerina Tribune. He is a fellow of the Ebedi International
Writers’Residency, Iseyin, Oyo State. )
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