By Beatitude
In the heart of the University of Ibadan lies Nnamidi Azikwe Hall, a male hall of residence that prides itself on its vibrancy and unity. However, Beneath this facade of brotherhood and camaraderie lies a hilarious paradox – Zik Hall seems turning to a “unisex residence” where ladies are welcomed with open arms, even during non-visiting hours.
Zik Hall is now a place where the concept of a “unisex residence” takes on a whole new level of absurdity. While most university dorms adhere to strict visitation rules, Zikites seem to have their own rulebook, one that can be summarized as follows: “Ladies are welcome, day or night, semester or holiday or exam week”. Now, you might think that the other Zikites would be up in arms about this flagrant violation of the unisex residence policy, but you’d be wrong. Instead, they complain in silence, as if this blatant disregard for the rules is just a normal part of life in Zik Hall. It’s almost as if they’ve accepted that Zik Hall is the exception to every rule, a place where the laws of time and space are mere suggestions.
“Zik is Home” takes on an entirely new dimension within these walls. It’s not just a home for Zikites; it’s also a cozy retreat for their female counterparts, a sanctuary where visiting hours are mere abstractions, much like the notion of speed limits on Nigerian highways.
Imagine this scenario: It’s the dead of night, the world outside is peacefully asleep, and the hall should be no different. However, this is Baluba kingdom, and tranquility is often interrupted by the sounds of female laughter, chatter, and the occasional pulse of music, not to talk of loud voices echoing “Ebode ee”.
Forget about the university’s visiting hours; Zikites adhere to a unique time zone where conventional rules are more like opinions.
But, dear Zikites, let’s not kid ourselves. Zik Hall may be lively and unified, but it’s also a prime example of selective rule enforcement. It’s as if the authorities have turned a blind eye to the harem of female visitors who frequent the place at ungodly hours and even sleep over. Perhaps they’ve concluded that it’s impossible to enforce any rules in Zik Hall because it operates in a perpetual state of chaos. Picture this: Zikites strolling around at all hours, with no regard for decency or decorum. The hallways resemble a bustling marketplace, with girls hanging out in every nook and cranny.
But hey, who needs rules when you’ve got the spirit of Zikism? After all, Zik Hall is more than just a residence; it’s a way of life, a celebration of anarchy in the name of unity. The motto might as well be “Come one, come all, and leave your sense of propriety at the door!”. And if you’re ever in need of a lesson in selective enforcement, just pay a visit to Zik – you won’t be disappointed.
