Student unions all over the world receive a lot of attention. This is due to the fact that they have always offered ready training grounds for would be leaders. This is evidenced by the high concentration of the former leaders of these unions in the national political platforms. Our country has not been left behind in this and the elections of the officials always elicit a lot of interest from the established politicians who view the union leaders as their potential heirs in the challenging’ political realms. In this wise, they always influence the elections, albeit in the background, by offering’ logistical support for the candidates of different posts.

In this particular academic, or if you like, political year, stakes were very high. After meticulous preparations: spreading of rumors and propaganda, mad slinging and witch-hunting accompanied by occasional launch of visions which history shows are never fulfilled, it was then time to vote. All and sundry lined up for this exercise, to vote in, “one of our own”. I also took a break from my busy schedule in dissertation and thesis writing and went to exercise my democratic right. All was well till the final tallying hour when I suddenly noticed a change in the environment.

I did not wait to see the fire; the smoke was enough to enlighten me. I went and stood a safe distance away from the place and watched the unfolding scenario after the vote. A few people who had also smelled a rat came and joined me. Shortly after trouble ensued and a fight broke out between two opposing camps. The scenes that followed were unbelievable. The ballot boxes were emptied, windows were shattered, and many obtained cuts and lethal bruises. Even the chief security officer took to his heels. After the chaos, the union was dissolved and the student would have no one to champion for the rights. Indeed it was a black election day.