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Aisha Salaudeen

(She/Her)
  • Brand Storytelling Lead, Paystack
Africa
As seen in: CNN, CNN en Español, CNN International, CNN Travel, Medium, MSN, MSN Canada, Financial Times, Al Jazeera English, Substack and
Covers:  Human interest stories across Africa.
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I'm an award-winning multimedia storyteller based in Nigeria. I've spent the last 5+ years documenting and sharing the stories of hundreds of people, businesses, places and things across Africa - using various mediums such as documentaries, podcasts, essays and TV shows.

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Kogi International Carnival: History Revisited – THISDAYLIVE | Nigeria News Headlines Today

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By Aisha Salaudeen
| Nigeria News Headlines
By Aisha Salaudeen-Aremu Two weeks ago, I traveled from my base in Ibadan to Okene, my home town in Kogi State and was fortunate to be in the midst of a few patriotic Kogi elites who were rich in history of our confluence state. By God’s design, we are all from different ethnic backgrounds in Kogi State and each of us spoke glowingly about the rich heritage of our land and our people.
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Kogi International Carnival: History Revisited

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By Aisha Salaudeen
| This Day (Nigeria) Verified
Breaking News By Aisha Salaudeen-Aremu Two weeks ago, I traveled from my base in Ibadan to Okene, my home town in Kogi State and was fortunate to be in the midst of a few patriotic Kogi elites who were rich in history of our confluence state. By God’s design, we are all from different ethnic backgrounds in Kogi State and each of us spoke glowingly about the rich heritage of our land and our people.
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This poem is for when your faith slips

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By Aisha Salaudeen
| aishasalaudeen.info
I wrote this while struggling with my eeman. Sometimes my faith slips away, Like water seeping into dry earth, Or the fajr prayer, missed in dawn’s hurried rush. It shifts, unpredictable, In moments when my loosely tied hijab Struggles to contain rebellious strands of hair. In the silent hours of forgotten tahajjud, Or beneath the buzz of my tattooist's steady needle. I wish my faith — Were as constant as the sun’s arc, Enduring, dignified, Like an abaya worn with conviction and grace.
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