Friday, June 22, 2012

Another random one... Thought Provoking!


There are no absolute finish lines for everyone in d race of life. Our tracks are different,our lanes are different & our durations are different. The only thing we have in common is the same umpire. For instance, one person graduates at age 20 & struggles for another five years to get a job, another might graduate at age 25 & gets a job immediately. One can marry a virgin & wait for d next decade to have d blessings of children, another lady probably after having series of abortions in her past, becomes a mum almost immediately after marriage. A fellow becomes an MD at 38 and dies at 56, another becomes MD at 55 and lives to 90 wat a life. Life is full of twists, turns, ups & downs and many more surprises & disappointments. Life offers each one of us different opportunities. It is up to each of us to patiently prepare,wait, recognize & utilize every opportunity. We learn on the way. No one knows it all or has it better. There is a reason why we all don't fall at the same time. Its so dat when one is down, weak & discouraged, the other who is strong, can encourage and uplift him. God never promised that the road would be easy but He promised never to leave nor forsake us. There's no competition in life so let's learn to go easy on ourselves & trust that God is working it all 4 good (even if it doesn't make sense now). I know dat there is a time for everything but most importantly that "it will come to pass". Whatever trials, challenges or down time, this too shall pass & in due course, you'll be up & strong again to lift up those who maybe down around you".Lots of things in life are by choice & not by force.

Let God take the wheels in our Lives!

One of those BB broadcast :) , June 2012

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Random but true...


I recall as a kid that a man in my village became unpopular for engaging in money rituals just to buy the 80's edition of the Honda Prelude. You wouldn't buy that car for 50k today.

I remember as a kid, my whole street converged to watch a truck deliver a very large satellite dish to my neighbor's house. Today a dish one tenth that size delivers 5 times the value and is in almost every student hostel room.

What of the Volkswagen Santana, Mercedes Benz V booth, all overtaken by Camry and Honda discussions? .... Vanity.

Old versus new
A friend declared drinks for the boys because he just launched the Nokia Communicator for over a hundred grand in 2002. Today that phone would embarrass the owner and is a joke compared to the low cost and everyday phone.

People still make the most amazing sacrifices over the vainest of things, make enemies over worthless material things. What can I say? Look back at that one thing you want to kill or die for today and see what becomes of it tomorrow.

Slow down with the sense of attachment and blind pursuit of things, for today's gold is tomorrow's copper...

- Anonymous, April 2012

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

POINT ME A NIGERIAN POLITICIAN


Point me a Nigerian Politician
And I shall show you a shallow-minded,
Proud, and
Self-conceited human;
One who waters his garden with perfidy,
Stocks his barn with prejudice,
Has self-satisfaction for breakfast;
Avarice for lunch,
And vanity for dinner.
One who sleeps on the bed of self-righteousness,
And dances to sleazy tunes of failures.
Demo'crazy'

Show me a Nigerian Politician,
And I will point you a piteous Pharisee,
A wonderfully and deceitfully friendly alien,
Spoilt-rotten beyond redemption,
But hides under the cloak of righteousness.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing,
A disgrace in its entirety
Holding out the gong of integrity,
With a pizza slice of corruption lining his pocket seams.

Point me a Nigerian Politician.
For till present I have looked for but never found;
That Nigerian politician,
Who takes a daily meal of honesty
Dines with forks and knives of integrity
And sleeps comfortably on the bed of people-first;
If you have seen one please let me know
And I shall doff my heart in honest obeisance for him.


O’seunfunmi, April 2012

Thursday, December 8, 2011

CELEBRATING XMAS THE NIGERIAN CHILDREN’S WAY IN THE ‘90s


Conductor suits,
Measured to size,
Hanging on hangers,
In Papa’s wardrobe,
Waiting to be worn,
For the festivities
Fill our thoughts
Making us eager to start Xmas earlier.

Oversize shoes,
Stuffed with tissues,
That will make us look,
Like Ali goes to school,
Is never an issue,
For even without laces,
They are like aces up our sleeves
And braces for our dresses.

Shiny plastic watches,
With shiny metal latches,
And silly looking faces,
But really looking gracey,
Lay on mama’s dressing table,
In very lovely plastic bags,
Begging to be worn,
Even before its specified time.

Mickey dark goggles,
With beautiful plastic frames,
Bought by grandma,
On her way from the village,
For her lovely little grandkids,
Lay on the refrigerator,
Blinking down like *shine-shine*
Under the Christmas lights in the sitting room.

Rolls of biscos,
Wraps of knockouts,
Bought with stolen money
Are packed under our beds
To be unleashed on passersby,
And also innocent girls we have crushes on,
As they walk out of the church
After the Xmas-eve service.

On Christmas day,
Like overstuffed teddies we walk,
Bouncing quaintly in our uncomfortable dresses,
And licking ice-skobi-skobi endlessly
While trudging from house to house,
In guise of seeing old-time relatives
But ending up with our tummies filled to bursting
And then spend the rest of the year nursing the effects of constipation.

If you never celebrated xmas the old-skool Nigerian children way,
You never knew what you missed.

© OLUWASEUN ADEGBOHUN 2011

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

A SONG OF WAR AGAINST DIVORCE...

Excuse the foundation of our existence
Life was never to beg indulgence
Love, true and pure is of life’s essence

 
As a stubborn yoke, you thrive
Never wishing I could drive
For union, I would dive
Like a bee in its hive
 "Today we long to own
Tomorrow ,a taste of disown"
Today we long to own
Tomorrow ,a taste of disown
In desolation, our mothers moan
For the pain of desertion that’s sown

Let my parents live the promise
And not as one mourning a demise
For all in the walk through life’s premise
They never thought to live amiss

I walk in the sands of time
Knowing I owe you, not a dime
Let me do life without a crime
And be at peace even in my prime

Go back to sleep, o’ you wreck called divorce
For you sulk as a curse
Love was never meant to be toppled by force
Yet good life remains but a choice

I miss your care, ‘o  father
How could you leave my sweet mother
Bet you know you made a blunder
For divorce, loving has become a tall order

The griming menace called divorce
Plaguing our homes without remorse
I captain a force mounting a horse
And declare that your end is come.

I say, ‘No to Divorce”.

Dedicated to all homes and families battling separation and the hardships fraught with divorce.

olayinka fadipe, 2011

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

THE VOW!

THE. VOW   I, Sarah Adams take Lawson Kuti as my lawful wedded husband, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, till death do us part" she smiled at him through her veil.   "You may now kiss your bride Mr. Lawson" The Pastor beckoned.   Lawson's heart raced as he gently unveiled his bride's face. She looked so beautiful. He gently bent over and placed a soft kiss on her lip. Sarah in turn embraced him tightly with tears of joy streaming down her face.   "Never leave me Sarah" He whispered in her ear.   "I will never leave you" she whispered and they slowly released themselves from the embrace.   "I present to you the latest couple!" The Pastor exclaimed excitedly   The church cheered and Sarah cried more in her husband's arms.
5 years Later
Sarah silently tip toed behind her husband. He was in his study, engrossed in reading. She smiled to herself and gently covered his eyes with both hands.   "It's just you and I in this house Sara, plus, I smelled you the moment you walked in" He dropped   Sara released her hold, sighed and sat on the study table, "Why do you figure me out so easily? I can't even surprise you! That sucks" she curled her arms around his neck   "You are my wife, nothing you do is supposed to surprise me" He playfully pecked her nose.   "But you've been in the study all day and I'm bored!" She rolled her eyes   "So what kind of fun do you suggest we have then?" He swooped her off the table in his arms   "No! no that kind of fun!" She hit him playfully till he put her down   "Ok", He folded his arms on his chest, looking into her eyes, "So what do you want us to do?"   "Not us. Actually, all I want is to play with your play station and you've hidden it again! Just give it and you can continue your reading. pleaaaseee" She blinked her eyes playfully   "No way", He went back toward his study chair and sat, "Not my play station"   "Why! You never let me touch it...like its your baby" She sulked   "Well", he rolled his eyes, "Not like you've given me a baby yet"   Sara paused for a moment. Did he just say that to her? The words struck her deep down   "You shouldn't have said that Lawson..." She managed to say, her countenance changing.   "But it's true...I'm only saying the truth Sara" He turned to face her, still sitting on the chair.   "The truth? You think I don't want us to have kids?"   "Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that..." He stood to face her now.   "Then what are you saying Lawson? Tell me, what is the truth?"   "Let's not do this today...please. You can have the play station and play all you want. It's in my footwear locker and the key is in my Bible"   "You always do this...hurting me with your words" Her voice began to shake   "Don't start Sara please"   "Tell me why you said those words to me! I want to know!"   "Because I'm tired! I want to be a father! I want to have my own kids Sara..."   " and you think I don't?!" Sara flared, trying not to let the tears pour   "Then why can't you get pregnant Sara? This is the fifth year we are trying." He clenched his teeh and walked out of the study.   Sara was in shock. She sat on the chair for some seconds, stood up again and saton the chair again...this time she held on to her blouse and burst into tears.

2weeks after
"Lawson, wake up please" Sara tapped him   Lawson gently opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock by his bedside, "It's 2:00am Sara..."   "It's urgent"   "I'm listening" He said drowsily   "Mother says we should come for tests. She says she's spoken to her doctor and he said we should come."   "What?" Lawson opened his eyes now, "Your mother is the UK for Christs sakes"   "Let's just do it. We can go for the weekend, lets just give it a shot, please."   "No. That would be rather expensive and..."   "It's my birthday today and the only thing I want from you is this trip"   Lawson fell quiet now. For the past two years now, his wife's birthday skips his mind...totally.   "I'm...I'm sorry Sara...It skipped my mind..."   "It always does" She lay down back on the bed, backing him.   Lawson wrapped his arms around her waist, "I said I'm sorry..."   No response.   Lawson sighed, "Fine, we go this weekend"   "Really?" She turned sharply, excited   "If it will make you happy today"   "Thank you baby" She hugged him.

A week after
Sara jerked at the vibration of the phone in her pocket.   "Hi mom!" she pressed the phone to her ear with her shoulders, wiping the washed dishes with her hands.   "Honey..."   "What is it mom?" she pressed it harder   "The result...the result of the tests..." her mother cried   Sarah gently dropped the plate and the wiper, hear racing..."Just say it mom..."   That night   "I can never have children Lawson..." Sara cried   Lawson felt his world crash right in front of him, "W...what?"   "Mama called today...she's gotten the tests results"   "Jesus Christ" Lawson stood, placing his palm on his head, "b...but you told m you were ok before we got married, you told me the doctor said your abortion didn't damage your womb"   "Don't bring my past into this!" Sara flared   Lawson laughed and got serious almost immediately, "You are crazy. I married a crazy woman!"   Sara looked at him in shock, like he'd lost his mind.   "The results say you can never have children and we bith know that this has to do with the abortion you had before we met!", he flared, "are you happy?...you know we're screwed right? No kids? what re we going to tell the world?"   "Lawson we can adopt..." Sara cried   "Adopt? Wow!", he laughed again, "I married a funny woman too!" He got sserious again, "Its still not our baby! The damn baby is not my flesh and blood! You are full of deceit Sara" He looked into her eyes. Sara could see him fighting his tears.   "Lawson stop...you are hurting me..." Sara fell on her knees crying   "You want to know what I'm thinking?" Lawson looked at her with disgust, "I'm thinking how on earth I'm going to stand seeing your deceitful face for the rest of my life"   "Sra cried harder, "Dont give up Lawson...So far I have a womb...I can still carry our baby..."   "I am not giving up on having my baby, I'm giving up on you" Lawson turned around to leave   "Lawson!" She held his feet, "I'm hurting too..."

He only dragged his feet from her hold and drove out of the house. She wept.   A month Later   "Mother, he's not even talking to me. All of a sudden we are both strangers...He doesn't eat my food, comes home late...he hates me so much and its killing me. I'm confused...to think that it's ,e truly hurting..."   "For how long will you hide this truth from him. You've got to let him know...you can't carry his..."   There was the sound of a car hon   "Mom I've got to go...he's back"   "Baby, you've got to let him know. It can work when you two are one in mind"   "Bye mom" she ended the call.   Lawson came into the house, about to walk past her.   "Lawson" She held him   "I'm tired" He didn't want to look at her face   "I know...can we talk for some minutes?" She tried to help him remove his suit   "Look what is it" He jerked from her   "Do you hate me this much? you can't even look me in the eye? you can't even stand my sight? Lawson...it's me Sara...your best friend..." Her eyes grew moist   "I'm in no mood for this" He turned around to walk away   "Don't you dare leave when I'm talking to you!" She dragged him by the suit.Just then, some papers fell to the floor. Sara quickly bent to pick them up...her hands shook and her body became numb all over.   "D...divorce papers? Lawson?" She searched his eyes   "Answer me goddammit!" She held him by the collar of his shirt, crying   "They are for you to sign. I want out" Lawson dropped   "Y...you what?" she slowly freed him from her hold   "It's not going to work Sara, can't you see?"   "Lawson I can't believe you would think of a divorce and even go this far...why are you so wicked!" she cried, angry   "No! Why are you so wicked!" He retorted, flaring   "Think about me for once. I am a man for Christs sakes. My children are my pride! and you are about to deny me that for the rest of my life because of your stupid mistake!"   "What about me! have you stopped for once to think about what I'm going through"   "Its your cross, carry it" Lawson fixed his angry eyes on his wife   "No, its now our cross and I am not signing those divorce papers! We vowed never to leave each other!"   "Isn't it better Sara that you save yourself more hurt and sign these papers than to see another woman move into this house before your very eyes?" he said with a tone of sarcasm   Sara's heart thumped, "What?"   "You heard me...another woman who can help raise a family, so save yourself the stress and sign the damn papers. I need it tomorrow"He turned around to leave again   "She still can;t carry your baby" Sara dropped   "Not all women had abortions. Not every woman was like you." He scorned.
"You are the one who can't give me a child!"
"You are the one who can't give me a child!" Sara let out, crying.   Lawson stopped now, turned around and walked towards her, "Whatever your plan is won't work"   "I told you I could never have a child because its you who can't make me pregnant"   "Shut up! shut up Sara! what the hell are you saying!" He shook her shoulders violently   "You are infertile Lawson...the doctor says you have primary infertility..." Sara burst into tears   Lawson gasped, loosing his balance.   "Mother called me to give me the news. I was shattered, I felt like my world was over but more importantly I thought of you. I thought of what the news could do to you, I thoight of the best way to tell you... never for once did i think of leaving you. I bore your insults, your scorn, because of my past. It was so easy to judge me and think of yourself. I am the one who is hurting, I am the one who should bring some miserable divorce papers...but I thought of you...I thought of hope, faith and a miracle...I thought of my vow to you on that altar. In sickness and in health remember?", she smiled through her tears, "all of a sudden you are as weak as a baby...looking in your eyes, I can see you sudenly have lost all your guards, You are so wicked"

"Sara..." Lawson fell on his knees, torn.   "No!" She quickly fell on her knees too, "No Lawson..." She couldn't bear to see him cry   "I'm...I'm infertile", he cried, "What is left of me?" he searched his wife's eyes   "Lawson please..." she held his face, "I understand...it has been so hard for me...I have put myself in your shoes since the first day..."   "You don't deserve this...you deserve better...I can't believe I scorned you all along...please let me leave you"   "No" she shook her head, "You are my husband. I won't leave you. I won't let you leave me...I believe in miracles"   "I'm doomed...Sara I'm doomed..."He allowed his wife take him in her arms and on her shoulder he wept like a child.   In the Morning   Sara gently opened her eyes, looking beside her bed...it was empty. She quickly sat up on seeing a note gently placed on the bed. Hands shaking, she opened the letter to read.   Sara,   I cannot bear the shame. I have treated you so unfairly, yet you love me still, you are with me even in this condition of mine. To think that you knew all along and you never for once gave me a clue that it is my fault we are in this mess, makes me so unworthy of you. I love you enough to let you build another life with a man who can make you happier. I'm torn Sara and all I ask is your forgiveness. I have always loved you and if you truly love me then please start your life over again...without me...I am truly sorry for disappointing you.   Lawson.

Sara couldn't control the tears. She couldn't think straight anymore. She picked her cell phone, shaking...   "Hi Mr. Lawson's office please"   "hI Lola..." she cried, "have you seen my husband today?"   "No...no ma'am, we've been expecting him at work. He has a presentation is fifteen minutes"   "Oh God...God..." Sara dipped her hand in her full hair   "Everything ok ma'am?"   "Thank you" she ended the call.   She quickly got down from the bed and in her pajamas she ran into her car. She dialed his number repeatedly as she drove...no answer.   At 2:00pm   She sped into Fred's compound, a close friend to her husband.   "Fred!" she banged the door hastily till the door flung open   "My God Sara what's wrong?" Fred held her   "It's...its Lawson...have you seen him? is he here?"   "No...Haven't heard from him in a week"   "Oh God" she held her hair   "What's wrong?"   But she was already walking away into her car.   "Sara!" He called after her.   She zoomed away.   4:30pm   "Mom, Dad, I can't find Lawson...I can't find your son..." she cried as she paced in front of the two who looked lost   "You have to calm down and tell us what happened" Lawson's mother put her arms around Sara.   Sara burst into tears, "Please Dad could you try his number, maybe he'd pick your call?"   "Have you been to his office?" He picked his cellphone and dialed his son's number   "I have been everywhere I know him to be likely available"   "It's ok...calm down please" Lawson's mother pet her   "He's not picking. What exactly went wrong between you two?" Lawson's father searched Sara'a eyes   9:00pm   Sara was still in her pajamas and on her way back home, exhausted and stuck in the traffic. She had told Lawson's parents everything. The poor couple was so shattered and also begging her to begin a new life. Sara buried her head on the steering, crying; she hadn't realized the green light.   "Hey get off the freaking road!" a driver cursed from behind her   "God please don't let him harm himself...keep him safe and lead me to him...please God..." she quickly started the car and began to move.

Suddenly she remembered the church where they wedded and took their vows. It was two hours from here; she made a u-turn and headed for the church hoping to find some peace. She tiredly got down from the car, drenched and exhausted. She trudged into the open entrance of the church. She paused for a moment; shocked...it was Lawson sitting at the front row of the empty church, facing the altar. "Lawson!" She began to run towards him, happy, relieved that he was ok.   "Sara?" He quickly stood as she approached him, "Sara..."   They both ran into each other's arms. He hugged her so tightly   "I looked for you everywhere....this was the last place I thought you'd ever be...I just came and I saw you...Lawson....I'm so happy you are ok" she touched his face   "I didn't know where else to go...It just feels like I cant face the world anymore..." he slowly released her from his embrace.   "Take my hand" Sara stretched out her hand, "C'mon, just take it"   Lawson gently clasped his hand into hers and she took him to the altar and stood to face him. She searched his eyes so deeply and hadn't seen him so weak and helpless.   "Five years ago Lawson, we both stood on this altar. Remember our vows? Remember you whispered in my ear never to leave you. I told you I wouldn't...that's why I'm here. I am your wife Lawson, I am meant to be with you forever, though the bad and good times. We've had good times, why would I leave you now? All I want from you is to believe that you can still give me a child despite what the result said...I want you to believe in a miracle", she held his face, "remember when you told me I was a miracle in your life?...our children will be our miracles too. Trust God with me because I know it won't be long..."   "Who are you Sara..." Lawson was weak with her words   "The one who vowed to be with you till the end" she smiled through her thin tears   "God I love you so much Sara" He hugged her again   "So will you come back home with me?" Sara searched his eyes   "I have no other place to call home" He placed a soft kiss on her lips.

2 years after   Lawson and Sara were on the sofa watching a late night movie. Sara was resting on his shoulders when she felt the movement   "Lawson Lawson, it moved again...don't miss it this time touch touch" she gently placed his palm on the side of the stomach. Both felt the movement of their child   "I can feel him...I can feel him" Lawson placed his head on her belly   "I can feel him growing each day inside of me..." "What do you think its saying now by this movement?" "Thank you dada for believing in me" she laughed. They both laughed "The movement has stopped" he slowly removed his head from her stomach, "I think he's sleeping" Sara rested on his shoulders again, "In six months you'd be a father, "You finally got your miracle"   Lawson tilted his wife's face to him, looking into her eyes, "Sara...you were the miracle I needed. Thank you for not leaving me." Sara tickled his nose with hers, "I love you too. Always will", she smiled, "We missed a whole lot on our movie" "Movie can wait, but this can't" He gently planted a kiss on her belly.

Hi Friends,   First, we forget our vows so easily, so quickly that once our marriages start hitting the rocks, we fail to realize that there is power in union. When there is union, every mountain can be subdued. The problem is people don't yet understand the concept of marriage and trust me, until you do, please don't go to the alter because what you don't understand will eventually become a burden and confuse you. The concept of marriage is 'for better, for worse'. The 'worse' moments always come. I am not saying expect bad things but I'm saying that challenges come in marriage to make you stronger in oneness so don't use it against yourselves. Second, miracles are real and I hope we all learn to have the patience to have our miracles in the end. Remember that marriage is a 'stick and stay' relationship not a 'hit and run' thing.

 Remember your vows each day, enjoy your marriage, you deserve it! 

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Success to Significance Part 1

Over the next couple of blogs, I will be sharing with you a few tips on leadership and career success that I learnt from a 'happily successful' VP in P&G when he visited Nigeria this month (August 2011). I will start by repeating something he said; "I will be humble and not claim I am the origin nor am I the best at any of the following. I will, however, do my best at it...".


successful careers...
He made me realize true success is found in not just being successful but also moving into significance, thus the title 'Success to Significance'. Here are a couple of tips he shared:

  1. You can only make people truly happy if you are happy; "put your oxygen mask on 1st before helping others".
  2. promises made, promises kept...ensure you deliver on commitments.
  3. Do not be afraid to stretch, ask yourself "what is the worst case scenario?"
  4. Ask 'what will it take' and not 'how long' or 'how much'.
  5. No one completes the puzzle of a role alone, strive to put in as many right pieces as possible during your tenure.
  6. Be humble; take the blame but give credit to your subordinates.
  7. Build to last...focus on sustainability, what if you had to come back?
  8. Walk the talk.
  9. Leave a legacy...people are the biggest legacies, they out-last processes.
This I learnt today, in a different way. I WILL BE SIGNIFICANT BY BUILDING MY TEAM...and people around me. By that, I will achieve Success through Significance.

YES WE WIN!!! #touch1millionlives