Mohammed Fawehinmi: Gone Too Soon [Being A Special Tribute]

By Ebun-Olu Adegboruwa, SAN

He used to come then like a guest, not really involved in the
day to day business of the Chambers, so we didn’t have the
opportunity of a close encounter, whilst he studied law. He was
also not much involved in the political side at the time.
Unmistakably however, he had the same zeal, energy and strength as
his father, if not more. Mohammed Fawehinmi was to all then like
the young shall grow, who didn’t exhibit the silver spoon trait
common with most first sons of the high and mighty. His father, the
quintessential Chief Gani Fawehinmi, SAN, was a no nonsense man. He
didn’t spare Mo (as we used to call him) or any other person
indeed. Mo himself told us tales of how he tasted of the Bulala,
times without number. But once he got into the Chambers, Mo was on
fire! He exuded amazing energy, for research and discovery. He told
me he wanted to start from scratch, so he would come to my table
and ask if I had legal issues to research on. He was very
intelligent, humble, energetic, given to diligence and legal
discoveries. He was very easy to relate with so he readily flowed
with everybody. And did we all like him! It was usual for lawyers
to gather to mimic Chief and recall some of his memorable
encounters, either with the security agencies or with the media.
And Mo would join us, adding his own narratives from his personal
moments with Chief, whilst one of us stood by to watch out for
Chief, who normally stormed the lawyers’ hall unannounced.

From the background story that he narrated to us himself, Mo
wanted to enlist in the Nigerian Army and had proceeded to obtain
the form for enrolment at the Nigerian Defence Academy, which he
filled with so much enthusiasm. In one of the columns in the form
was a space for his father to sign, so he joyfully took the form to
Chief to endorse his signature. I’m sure you can guess what
followed. Chief was livid with anger and it took the quick
intervention of senior lawyers working with him then to calm him
down and save Mo, who sprinted away like a deer. Who would have
believed it, that this 14 year old boy was dreaming of joining the
coup plotters, whom his father had battled all his life. Who would
take over one of the most successful law firms in Africa? Mo told
us that he was thoroughly disciplined in the wee hours of the
following morning. Mohammed was born in 1969 whilst Gani was in
unlawful custody of the military at the Kaduna Prison, held under
the draconian State Security (Detention of Persons) Decree No. 24
of 1967, promulgated by the military regime of General Yakubu
Gowon. How could such a person aspire to join the military! Mo
would later study English as his first degree before he proceeded
to study law.

In all aspects of his life, Mo was a chip off the old block, in
his strides, his character, his demeanour and even his passion. He
didn’t so much believe in cutting corners, as he opted to go
through the mills in the Chambers. He expressed his desire to be
assigned to a senior lawyer for mentorship whilst going round the
tables to pick one or two assignments for other lawyers. By fate,
Mo was assigned to me and we worked together on a number of cases.
A day to any court hearing, Mo would have prepared the case file
for our preview, gathered the authorities to be relied upon and
checked through to see if there were pending assignments. And you
can be sure that he would always get to court before you. He indeed
inspired me, as he gave no sign that he was the son of my boss. Mo
had a very fertile mind, he was very probing and it took me time to
get used to his many questions on legal issues arising from the
cases that we handled together. One of those cases was the one
instituted at the Federal High Court, Ikoyi, on behalf of fishermen
against the massive oil spillage in Eket in 1998. He was so
passionate about securing justice for the fishermen. In another
case involving Madam Carol Effiong, whose only daughter connived
with strangers to sell her mother’s house, Mo took over the case
personally, vowing to ensure that justice prevailed on her side. Mo
was a happy go lucky guy, very considerate of others and the plight
of the downtrodden. On some occasions, he had intervened to secure
legal representation for some category of persons who could not
afford the cost of hiring lawyers. I enjoyed my time with him.

Mo was also a family man. He was always with Mubarak, more as a
shield from Chief, who didn’t spare him at all, in his
disciplinarian attitudes. When his younger sister, Basirat was at
the Nigerian Law School, Mo would approach me to help organize
tutorial classes for her, on Sundays and would even offer to
sponsor my lunch. If I complained about my car he would offer to
drive me to Victoria Island and would wait around in the hostel for
me to finish my classes to take me back. Many years later, he
jokingly told me that he thought I would’ve taken up the
opportunity to make the usual proposals. Me! Propose to Chief’s
daughter! It didn’t even cross my my to attempt such suicide
mission, as anyone in my shoes would have considered it then. Thank
God she came out in flying colours and later settled down with her
heartthrob.

Mo was a detrabilised Nigerian. Initially when he joined us in
the Chambers, we were all curious to know how he would fit into the
various struggles of the Chief, on behalf of the masses, at the
National Conscience Party platform and civil society generally.
Apparently, Mo had his own revolutionary passion and he needed no
persuasion on issues relating to good governance, due process of
law, democracy and better life for the masses. Looking back now, I
realize that Mo most probably stepped into the background whilst
Chief held sway as the undisputed leader of the pro-democracy group
in Nigeria, given all that Mo has accomplished after the demise of
Chief. As a sign of his belief in one Nigeria, he was engaged to a
lady from the South East, whom he wanted to marry and he was very
serious about it. Mo would say it as it is and had no apology at
all for anyone whose ox may be gored thereby. He was very frank and
objective, always ready to be persuaded with superior reasoning
different from his own.

The Life and Times of MO

Mohammed Fawehinmi was born on February 21, 1969, to Fawehinmi
and his wife Alhaja Ganiyat. He attended Kotun Memorial Primary
School, Surulere, Lagos, and had his secondary school education at
Federal Government College, Sokoto. He was a 1991 graduate of
Business Administration from the University of Lagos. He obtained
an LL.B degree from the University of Buckingham, England and was
called to the Nigerian Bar in 1998. He enlisted as counsel in Gani
Fawehinmi Chambers, where he practiced until he closed down the
Chambers in line with the instructions of Gani, upon the latter’s
death. On September 23, 2003, Mohammed had a lone car accident that
confined him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Until his
death last Wednesday, he was Head, Mohammed Fawehinmi’s Chambers,
Director, Nigerian Law Publications Ltd, Director, Books Industries
Nigeria Ltd, and Director, Gani Fawehinmi Library and Gallery
Ltd.

‘Eghin Mo’ was very tall and handsome to behold, always neatly
attired and boyish in outlook. He was very eloquent, perfectly
combining his knowledge and study of English language with the
practice of law. His was a case of whom the cap fits, let him wear
it. The admirable part of his life was the way in which he handled
the accident, with personal determination and zeal not to be
deterred or discouraged thereby. He was always ready to do his
utmost for the public good, he filed cases in court to challenge
unfavourable government policies and rose to defend the masses at
all times. Mo never married, despite his strong desire to do so. He
was about 32 when he had that accident and had an Igbo lady he
wanted to marry. Even after the accident, she still wanted to stay
with him, but he advised her to move on, fearing that she would not
be able to cope with the demands of his new condition. He was
dependent on others for his survival and didn’t want that burden on
her. She went away disappointed. He never wanted to take advantage
of anybody or use his condition for exploitation. That is vintage
Mo.

Two years after Gani’s death on September 4, 2009, at 71 years,
Mohammed, as head of the Chambers, wound up his father’s law firm
as stipulated in his father’s will. He paid off and disengaged all
the lawyers in the Chambers, including himself, with effect from
January 15, 2009, to fulfil the instructions contained in the Will.
He then established his own law firm. But the closure did not
affect other staff of the chambers, and the other companies owned
by his father. Many of them were engaged in the new Fawehinmi
Library and Gallery located in the Nigerian Law Publication House
at CBD, Alausa, Ikeja. His resolve spurred him on and he set up
Mohammed Fawehinmi Chambers where he began a successful law
practice. He also ensured the continuity of the annual Gani
Fawehinmi Scholarship scheme to indigent students in higher
institutions across the country.

His injury notwithstanding, Mo kept the fire of activism,
nurtured while his father was alive, burning. He intervened in
national issues and would appear at important events involving the
struggle to liberate Nigeria from the hands of its oppressors and
gate keepers. Mo was courageous, dedicated, knowledgeable and
committed to the liberation of the Nigerian people from the shackle
of injustice in all its ramifications. And that is the reason for
this tribute. Mo didn’t die, just as Gani himself didn’t depart the
revolutionary scene, notwithstanding his physical absence. Their
voices still speak and will keep speaking truth to power, on behalf
of the people of Nigeria, along with the voices of other heroes and
martyrs of our revolutionary struggles. Mo, you have not died the
death of aristocrats but rather you name is ingrained in the minds
of the people that you stood and fought for, your legacies remain
indelible in the annals of our democratic experiences and I know
that at the right time, history will stand you out as one of those
who came, who saw and who conquered. Rest in power, thou soldier of
the masses.

“For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” “If in this
life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most
miserable.” “…Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is
thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”

#lifewithoutChristiscrisis

By Ebun-Olu Adegboruwa, SAN

He used to come then like a guest, not really involved in the
day to day business of the Chambers, so we didn’t have the
opportunity of a close encounter, whilst he studied law. He was
also not much involved in the political side at the time.
Unmistakably however, he had the same zeal, energy and strength as
his father, if not more. Mohammed Fawehinmi was to all then like
the young shall grow, who didn’t exhibit the silver spoon trait
common with most first sons of the high and mighty. His father, the
quintessential Chief Gani Fawehinmi, SAN, was a no nonsense man. He
didn’t spare Mo (as we used to call him) or any other person
indeed. Mo himself told us tales of how he tasted of the Bulala,
times without number. But once he got into the Chambers, Mo was on
fire! He exuded amazing energy, for research and discovery. He told
me he wanted to start from scratch, so he would come to my table
and ask if I had legal issues to research on. He was very
intelligent, humble, energetic, given to diligence and legal
discoveries. He was very easy to relate with so he readily flowed
with everybody. And did we all like him! It was usual for lawyers
to gather to mimic Chief and recall some of his memorable
encounters, either with the security agencies or with the media.
And Mo would join us, adding his own narratives from his personal
moments with Chief, whilst one of us stood by to watch out for
Chief, who normally stormed the lawyers’ hall unannounced.

From the background story that he narrated to us himself, Mo
wanted to enlist in the Nigerian Army and had proceeded to obtain
the form for enrolment at the Nigerian Defence Academy, which he
filled with so much enthusiasm. In one of the columns in the form
was a space for his father to sign, so he joyfully took the form to
Chief to endorse his signature. I’m sure you can guess what
followed. Chief was livid with anger and it took the quick
intervention of senior lawyers working with him then to calm him
down and save Mo, who sprinted away like a deer. Who would have
believed it, that this 14 year old boy was dreaming of joining the
coup plotters, whom his father had battled all his life. Who would
take over one of the most successful law firms in Africa? Mo told
us that he was thoroughly disciplined in the wee hours of the
following morning. Mohammed was born in 1969 whilst Gani was in
unlawful custody of the military at the Kaduna Prison, held under
the draconian State Security (Detention of Persons) Decree No. 24
of 1967, promulgated by the military regime of General Yakubu
Gowon. How could such a person aspire to join the military! Mo
would later study English as his first degree before he proceeded
to study law.

In all aspects of his life, Mo was a chip off the old block, in
his strides, his character, his demeanour and even his passion. He
didn’t so much believe in cutting corners, as he opted to go
through the mills in the Chambers. He expressed his desire to be
assigned to a senior lawyer for mentorship whilst going round the
tables to pick one or two assignments for other lawyers. By fate,
Mo was assigned to me and we worked together on a number of cases.
A day to any court hearing, Mo would have prepared the case file
for our preview, gathered the authorities to be relied upon and
checked through to see if there were pending assignments. And you
can be sure that he would always get to court before you. He indeed
inspired me, as he gave no sign that he was the son of my boss. Mo
had a very fertile mind, he was very probing and it took me time to
get used to his many questions on legal issues arising from the
cases that we handled together. One of those cases was the one
instituted at the Federal High Court, Ikoyi, on behalf of fishermen
against the massive oil spillage in Eket in 1998. He was so
passionate about securing justice for the fishermen. In another
case involving Madam Carol Effiong, whose only daughter connived
with strangers to sell her mother’s house, Mo took over the case
personally, vowing to ensure that justice prevailed on her side. Mo
was a happy go lucky guy, very considerate of others and the plight
of the downtrodden. On some occasions, he had intervened to secure
legal representation for some category of persons who could not
afford the cost of hiring lawyers. I enjoyed my time with him.

Mo was also a family man. He was always with Mubarak, more as a
shield from Chief, who didn’t spare him at all, in his
disciplinarian attitudes. When his younger sister, Basirat was at
the Nigerian Law School, Mo would approach me to help organize
tutorial classes for her, on Sundays and would even offer to
sponsor my lunch. If I complained about my car he would offer to
drive me to Victoria Island and would wait around in the hostel for
me to finish my classes to take me back. Many years later, he
jokingly told me that he thought I would’ve taken up the
opportunity to make the usual proposals. Me! Propose to Chief’s
daughter! It didn’t even cross my my to attempt such suicide
mission, as anyone in my shoes would have considered it then. Thank
God she came out in flying colours and later settled down with her
heartthrob.

Mo was a detrabilised Nigerian. Initially when he joined us in
the Chambers, we were all curious to know how he would fit into the
various struggles of the Chief, on behalf of the masses, at the
National Conscience Party platform and civil society generally.
Apparently, Mo had his own revolutionary passion and he needed no
persuasion on issues relating to good governance, due process of
law, democracy and better life for the masses. Looking back now, I
realize that Mo most probably stepped into the background whilst
Chief held sway as the undisputed leader of the pro-democracy group
in Nigeria, given all that Mo has accomplished after the demise of
Chief. As a sign of his belief in one Nigeria, he was engaged to a
lady from the South East, whom he wanted to marry and he was very
serious about it. Mo would say it as it is and had no apology at
all for anyone whose ox may be gored thereby. He was very frank and
objective, always ready to be persuaded with superior reasoning
different from his own.

The Life and Times of MO

Mohammed Fawehinmi was born on February 21, 1969, to Fawehinmi
and his wife Alhaja Ganiyat. He attended Kotun Memorial Primary
School, Surulere, Lagos, and had his secondary school education at
Federal Government College, Sokoto. He was a 1991 graduate of
Business Administration from the University of Lagos. He obtained
an LL.B degree from the University of Buckingham, England and was
called to the Nigerian Bar in 1998. He enlisted as counsel in Gani
Fawehinmi Chambers, where he practiced until he closed down the
Chambers in line with the instructions of Gani, upon the latter’s
death. On September 23, 2003, Mohammed had a lone car accident that
confined him to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Until his
death last Wednesday, he was Head, Mohammed Fawehinmi’s Chambers,
Director, Nigerian Law Publications Ltd, Director, Books Industries
Nigeria Ltd, and Director, Gani Fawehinmi Library and Gallery
Ltd.

‘Eghin Mo’ was very tall and handsome to behold, always neatly
attired and boyish in outlook. He was very eloquent, perfectly
combining his knowledge and study of English language with the
practice of law. His was a case of whom the cap fits, let him wear
it. The admirable part of his life was the way in which he handled
the accident, with personal determination and zeal not to be
deterred or discouraged thereby. He was always ready to do his
utmost for the public good, he filed cases in court to challenge
unfavourable government policies and rose to defend the masses at
all times. Mo never married, despite his strong desire to do so. He
was about 32 when he had that accident and had an Igbo lady he
wanted to marry. Even after the accident, she still wanted to stay
with him, but he advised her to move on, fearing that she would not
be able to cope with the demands of his new condition. He was
dependent on others for his survival and didn’t want that burden on
her. She went away disappointed. He never wanted to take advantage
of anybody or use his condition for exploitation. That is vintage
Mo.

Two years after Gani’s death on September 4, 2009, at 71 years,
Mohammed, as head of the Chambers, wound up his father’s law firm
as stipulated in his father’s will. He paid off and disengaged all
the lawyers in the Chambers, including himself, with effect from
January 15, 2009, to fulfil the instructions contained in the Will.
He then established his own law firm. But the closure did not
affect other staff of the chambers, and the other companies owned
by his father. Many of them were engaged in the new Fawehinmi
Library and Gallery located in the Nigerian Law Publication House
at CBD, Alausa, Ikeja. His resolve spurred him on and he set up
Mohammed Fawehinmi Chambers where he began a successful law
practice. He also ensured the continuity of the annual Gani
Fawehinmi Scholarship scheme to indigent students in higher
institutions across the country.

His injury notwithstanding, Mo kept the fire of activism,
nurtured while his father was alive, burning. He intervened in
national issues and would appear at important events involving the
struggle to liberate Nigeria from the hands of its oppressors and
gate keepers. Mo was courageous, dedicated, knowledgeable and
committed to the liberation of the Nigerian people from the shackle
of injustice in all its ramifications. And that is the reason for
this tribute. Mo didn’t die, just as Gani himself didn’t depart the
revolutionary scene, notwithstanding his physical absence. Their
voices still speak and will keep speaking truth to power, on behalf
of the people of Nigeria, along with the voices of other heroes and
martyrs of our revolutionary struggles. Mo, you have not died the
death of aristocrats but rather you name is ingrained in the minds
of the people that you stood and fought for, your legacies remain
indelible in the annals of our democratic experiences and I know
that at the right time, history will stand you out as one of those
who came, who saw and who conquered. Rest in power, thou soldier of
the masses.

“For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” “If in this
life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most
miserable.” “…Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is
thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?”

#lifewithoutChristiscrisis