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
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
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. )