The Nigerian Corp Member who passed away in a ghastly motor earlier this week, Temitope Bilqees Lamina is not just a headline for her family and friends, especially the recent students and alumni of the Mass Communication Department of University of Benin, Benin. She was a faithful Muslim, an inspiring young lady and a friend.
Her friends took to Facebook to pour out their hearts for the Corp member who died after a road accident while she was traveling to her Place of Primary Assignment in Sokoto. Lamina always said she was going to revolutionize the media industry in Nigeria and words cannot express how much she will be missed
Cosmos Oviasuyi says, “Bright smile, wonderful voice, jovial queen, Beautiful goddess, Astonishing Acumen.. The list goes on and on.
Kechukwu Onyewuchi, “She was (finding it hard to use this word) my best friend. We laughed, studied, dreamt together. We graduated together. We were serving together. She loved to laugh, read more romance novels than girls her age did. She did it so much that she had to get eye glasses to correct her sight. Tope had a beautiful voice with which she spoke so fast that you’d think she was rapping. But I loved it nonetheless. She loved adventure that was why she wanted to stay in Sokoto after camping, when others ran back to their abode, she saw life in more colours than others did, and resolved to conquer the future with our gifts. Tope was decent, to a fault. She loved her enemies. Laminaliveson”
Solomon Elusoji writes,
Your tired & weary head my friend.
We have wept too long
Night is falling
And you we are only sleeping. I’m the kind of guy who doesn’t believe in the afterlife. Sure, I have fantasies about it, but I have no conviction that it exists. I believe in the here and now. I believe that what we do here matters, and the rest is just spurious speculation. I don’t care about the grave.But when I lose a loved one, I ‘want so much’ to believe, like I did when I was 16. I ‘want so much’ to believe that one day, I will see Lamina Bilqees Temitope again.
Temi Enemigin, “Temitope Bilquees. It’s hard to believe you’re gone. You had dreams, you exuded life. Your smiles were real. You were real. Genuine. Open-minded. Funny. Smart. Intelligent. But now we gaze upon life and all that you now represent are memories. How long can we cling to them? How long will we mourn, beat up ourselves? Times like this just remind us of how crazy life can be. It plays too much prank on humanity. Or… I’m I spilling burnt beans? ”
Akashat Rashidat, ” Can’t fight back my tears, I cannot stop myself from listening with my ears. I kept postponing the day to call. I kept forgetting to remind myself.. Though I’ve said “inalillahi wa ina illayhi raji’un”. I’ve prayed and prayed. I’ve even played just to get you off my chest but just when I’m about to sleep, these tears keep flooding my face.. In shaa Allaah you’ll be fine.. One sincere advice, the moment you think of a friend please call them for you never want their death call to be the last reminder of your absent-mindedness. May اللَّه سُبْحَانَهُ وَتَعَالَى grant you ease and comfort in your new home.”