ON a quiet morning in Yola, an old campaign aide once watched Atiku Abubakar stare at a map of Nigeria spread across a wooden table. This was years ago, long before WhatsApp broadcasts and social media war rooms, when politics was still conducted with handshakes, horse-trading, and long nights of persuasion. Atiku tapped the map slowly, state by state, as if tracing a destiny that had already been promised but stubbornly refused to arrive.
For Atiku Abubakar, the presidency has never been an abstract ambition. It has been personal patient, consuming, and relentless. From the days he stood beside Moshood Kashimawo Olawale Abiola, watching a historic mandate annulled, to his current positioning within the African Democratic Congress ADC, Atikus political life has revolved around a single, unfinished journey: becoming Nigerias president.
