Tuesday, 26 July 2016

SAYING GOODBYE!


SAYING GOODBYE! (A Poem)



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When the rain is over
The bird peeps from its cover
The sky its beauty regain
For the land has been watered again

Wisdom is profitable to direct the bicker
Love is more than a kiss on the Dimple.
Even Hibiscus and roses do wither,
But this understanding eludes the simple.

With all we had
In all we were
With all we did share
Tis had never been so heard

Goodbye is a word too hard,
Dearly ones wish it shouldn't be said or heard,
But life is filled with many trips,
Be it for bad, good, the worst or even for the Best,
Only a goodbye can put the heart at rest,
So it can move on and forward!




QUICK NOTE

Saying Goodbye to a love one most times is not that easy.Whether they are travelling to a distant land, disassociating themselves from you or becoming so unreasonable, saying goodbye sometimes means 'death' but on the other hand we have to move on and 'Goodbye' can only be the last parting words.

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Wednesday, 8 June 2016

"THE VILLAGE HUNTER - The Power in Self-Recognition" By Obi Gospel O.

Once on a time in a hinter land in the olden days lived a hunter whose meat and catches serve not only his village but seven others neighboring villages. The name of this hunter is Digba. As a routine, Digba goes in search of meat in his hunting quest for six days and make his sales on the seventh day up after he must had returned from the forest on the sixth day with the best the bush can offer. Though there were any other hunters in the neighborhood, Digba's hunting expedition became popular because of its uniqueness in its consciousness to timing and routine. He always go for a catch in six days and make sales of his catches on the seventh day almost repeatedly from his remote hut, that is, every seventh day villagers from the hinterland and the seven other villages will gather to buy meat of various kinds from this great hunter. Digba never despised the seventh day.Sooner in the whole neighborhood, the seventh day became synonymous with Digba and his meats. A market started revolving around him - A market where you can get bush meats for your weekly delicacies, without doubt men and women from the hinterland and the other villages troop in every seventh day to Digba's hut to get meat. Unconsciously or subconsciously, the villagers named the seventh day after Digba and his bush meats. Digba's hunting adventure and experience became well known across borders and rivers because of his consistency - he always has meats for sale but they are only available for sale on the seventh day and no other day.

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Gradually, the market revolving around him and his sales day became stronger. Meanwhile, the hinterland operates a four market day system - A traditional trading system popular in Africa whereby there are four established market in the village named after their gods and their forefathers which are traded once in four days with each following suite from the other. Each market has its own day, Once traded in today will only be traded in again after the other three in different locations in the village have followed suite consecutively in an outlined pattern. The locations of these market are chosen by the forefathers and usually involve making use of village squares, king's palaces, shrines and notable places in the village. Their location cannot be easily changed for generations they look ordained and for generations they operated unchallenged. These were the conventional market system at Digba's time. However, being that Digba provides his local metropolis with his catches only on the seventh and that using bush meats for cooking meals was gradually becoming popular at the time, a market edibles, cooking ingredients, vegetables and spices started evolving close to Digba's house every seventh day. Within periods, the hunter's manner of operation established a full fledged market operating on the the seventh Day close to his house to attend to those from far and near who came to his huts in the quest to buy meats. It indeed became a great and more renown market especially outside the hinterland. Traders come from 7 other villages and beyond to buy and sell edibles perching at a distance close to Digba's hut.The villagers were proud of him but their four market-day system came to a brisk of collapse. Whenever Digba's seventh day market coincide with any of the four market days, people will dump the local market for 'Digba's Market' because it entails more sales from trooping foreigners.
Digba did not go to the market to sell his meats, the market went to him to sell with him. This perhaps is a taboo, it has never been seen before. Once in 28 days 'Digba's market' coincide with each of the four markets and this called for concern among the villagers.

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Deliberations began to foam as to why the hunter is running a concurrent market which despise the established ordinance of his people and also coincide at least once with all the four markets in a month. Meetings and sub-meetings were held in various quarters - the chief priests were summoned, the king was informed, the market men and women were called and the villagers were in array. Conditions were given to the hunter to adhere to one of the market days within the village but Digba insisted that his market has grown beyond the village with patronizers from other neighboring villages who have to travel from far so that they can meet up on the seventh day. He also inferred that the market around his vicinity was never instituted by him but by some of them who always come to entice his patronizers with other trade-able goods. In his plea, he established that there was nothing wrong with one making sales from his house even in their customs and norms as handed over by their forefathers. He continued by arguing that the market outside his hut was never established by him but by the popularity of his sales and his consistency to his home sale. He plead that the market be dismantled even as he continue his sale in his hut. This plea was not upheld. To the chief priests and some villagers who do not trade the custom for anything else, It had became perceived that though the hunter is bringing glory to the Hinterland and this glory was in contrary to their established norms. It was agreed that the hunter must stop selling his meats from his huts so that the 'Digba's market' will be forced to close down or risk being extradited. The hunter begged but there were no room for mercy. He then chose to be extradited than to stay and die idle at home. The King was compelled to extradite the hunter from the Hinterland. He was to leave the village without any of his belongings even clothes. Anybody from the Hinterland seen talking with him will face the same extradition. He had no option than to leave the town to a far away village - the farthest of the seven neighboring villages where he was welcome by all and sundry who knew him and had heard his story.
The king of the far away village which had no trading market or any market day in it welcomed him and ordered him to be clothed and provided with shelter. He gave him freedom to hunt and make sales in his palace and sooner the king's palace became a metropolitan market where for all the the 7 villages, the hinterland and beyond. The king became known and powerful that all kings in the neighboring villages and the king of the Hinterland has to pay tributes to him with their livestock and foods in order to have access to his kingdom. Years later, the king drafted the hunter into his cabinet and made him him one of his traditional chiefs. Due to the popularity and splendor brought to the king's palace by 'Digba's Market' in his palace. The king became like a king to all the kings of the seven villages and the Hinterland. He was more popular and wealthy than them all. When the people of Hinterland became aware of what had become of the hunter and the king of the far away village and how their own king had subjected himself under the king of the far away village, they were all amazed to their chagrin.

But before then the four market day system in the Hinterland had collapsed and most trading activities by the villagers were carried outside the village periphery. Those who use to come to the village to patronize Digba has now moved on with him to his new village. Digba had earlier refused to adhere to this market system because it does not fit in to his routine(that is, he has to spend six days in the forest to make enough catch and then he will sell on the seventh day). They wanted him to join the four-market day system in order to boost their village markets but they ended up sending him away to a place where his worth was appreciated and welcomed as it is. The extradition of hunter which was made to stop him what he was born to do only got him to a place where he was appreciated for who he is.






QUICK NOTE

The hunter's refusal to stop his hunting expedition and stay idle in the Hinterland but choosing rather to be extradited from his place of birth was because he knows who he is and what he can do. The power in this knowledge can be extra-overwhelming.
Knowing who you are and what you represent is simply self recognition. In life we were are born in a particular second in a minute of an hour of a day in a mouth in one certain year. The environment in which we grow to a certain great extent affects how and to what extent we can actually know ourselves. The environment here not necessary refer to a particular geographical setting but more ideally on other thing associate with the geography. Say in most Africa state where male children are cultural preferable to their female counterpart and family transcendence is traceable only through male linage ; a lady understand who she is and what she represent and the extend of her potential is supposedly limited by an long-installed ordinance. Some regions globally also do not promote equal recognition of self among genders. Availability of educational facility at a tender age can also affect one ‘s ability to recognize and appreciate himself. Family setting, cultural background, gender treatment, childhood education, birth geographical and many others are factor that can affect one’s ability to recognize himself. Knowing and understanding who you are is a requisite for following your ordained destiny. Digba understood who he was, therefore he was not perturbed when he was extradited from the village rather he moved to a far away village where he can find succor to become that which he actually is and had always wanted to be. He knows he has all it takes to get train on the move hence he did not allow jealousy, hatred and tradition of his people to limit him. He continued doing that he knew he was called to do.


KEYNOTE

WHO I AM?
You are what you think you are
• You are what you say you are
• You are what you train yourself to be
• You are what you believe you are
You are what you give to your world!

WHAT YOU ARE NOT
You are not what others believe you to be.
• You are not what others think you are.
You are not what you take from the world!













(c) Obi Gospel O. (2016)

















Saturday, 4 June 2016

THE RAIN


I was born a lowly man
Yet I believed in myself
The World I know is a very nice Place
Though I can feel it, I cannot see it
In my imagination only do I behold you
A place that knows me
But I knew it not!

Thousands must have marched through you!

People cherished me and I see them not
Their presence is made known by their benevolent gifts
I have longed to love them in return
But it seems I am the least of creatures
I have always longed to be like them

Oh earth! I have threaded in your paths
I have been led by your shores
All I hear around me is your buzzing sounds
Like a mother in her travails, millions must have marched through you!

My eyes are heavy
Forgive me, If I have done any wrong
Erase your anger and let the heat flee
Reach out your arms so I can See the rain (once again)!


- The blind man's prayer

Quick note

Learning to appreciate what life gives you is a key to living without regrets on things you can hardly change or blaming others for things you cannot afford . Though the blind man here has not seen the earth nor its people, he appreciated the benevolence of both to him before proceeding to ask for more.





Key Note
Never stop being grateful no matter the circumstance. Gratitude opens a door to the giver's heart wider than ever. - Obi Gospel O.


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Friday, 20 May 2016

"DON'T BE A THOMAS BECK" By Obi Gospel O.

THOMAS BECK is a fictional character who got lost in a bid to figure out what in life he best fit into doing. Beck, born into a fairly middle income family in Norway after the first World War, is a typical example of today's youths who wander in their quest for self-actualization.

Born into a family of four, two brothers and a sister; Beck grew up as a local farmer. Farming has been the family main-stay for at-least three generations. At tender age. he believed he could be a better farmer - he will use advanced equipment and perhaps rake in millions through farming. He saw a future in farming and decided to live by it. As Beck grew up, he found out that he there are others things he could do better - Writing, dancing and even Singing. He desired within that he could be a writer but at the time he did not see a lifetime income stream coming in from it so he do not bother exploring it further. This desire was like a fire in his bones. Last among the three siblings, Beck was opportune to be the only one to acquire secular education. He was to be the eye of the house to the rapid civilization of the outside world.

During his early childhood education, Beck is known as brilliant, humble and above all charming. He was what every parent would love to have as a child. The love of his village and the pride of his peers. Having grown from a family and community of local farmers, Beck's desire to be a better farmer was threatened by his new found love in education and learning. He wished to proceed further in it, a wish which was granted without doubt by all who knew him. After all he has the wit, the zeal and the community would readily support to augment the differences in cases of financial drift-backs. He was a indeed a star.

As student in the high school, Beck's short playwrights and poetic flavor has made him an attraction. They have brought him before great and and prominent men. On one occasion he wrote an elegy for the mayor's father who passed out a day after the Mayor was officially installed. This elegy which was circulated at the tomb side and a part of which the mayor used as epitaph for his late father became very popular in whole of Norway. Afterwards, the Mayor took Beck in as his child. Beck only saw writing as a hobby and not a lifetime profession..

Beck has three friends who were closest to him at the time - Billy, Fred and Kate. Billy and Fred were childhood friends, their families were in the same neighborhood as Beck's while Kate was his teenage love. Billy's family like Beck's were into farming while Fred's family were basically woodworkers(Carpentry). While in the high school together, Fred loved Beck's writing skills and coveted it in his heart. Every morning, he will love to read each piece of beck's writing both old and new. His love for Beck's pieces make people assume that he was parasitic to Beck. Billy was simple and orderly, his love for the farm was undaunted and visible in his every conversation. Kate was one of those such smart and intelligent girls in schools who can't take it in to be overridden in any classwork (assignment, quiz and exams) by male counterparts. How she fell in Love with Beck is a story for another day.

Upon graduation from high school, Beck's father desired that he become a farmer. the Mayor who is now his new sponsor and foster parent believed he could better individual if he studies law which was a trending profession at the time. The community on the other hand lamented of their lack to medical services since the death of the last community medical personnel who was actively serving as the community doctor till death last 20 years at the age of 78. To them, only a brilliant child like Beck can fill that gap and their hopes were high. It was at this point that Beck's life became chattered. He was confused on which of these options he will go for and what are his reasons. Beck forgot to listen within, he let the noise on the outside to becloud his judgement. He did not ask himself what he wanted to be in himself, he forgot to prune some of his innate gifting. He went on to study law.

By this time Fred has developed Beck's like flavor in his own writings, Billy has settled for large scale farming and animal husbandry and was pretty comfortable while Kate's parents has relocated her to Africa on a seemingly endless missionary adventure. Fred did not continue with his education neither did Billy. Kate's missionary adventure kept her entirely out of scene since she cannot be located in any particular country of Africa (Upon graduation from high school, Kate became so religious that she opted to leave home to ensure new coverts are brought to belief sect. Her parents has handed her over to a priest who took her along with him on his missionary voyage to Africa). Beck moved on with his study, graduated and became a solicitor. His flair for singing, dancing, poetry and short writings were long gone. Years later he rose to be become a renown solicitor in the metropolis. Many from near and distant land sought to see him. He was good at his job. His father was proud of him, the Mayor see him as his pride, his community has long forgotten his inability to bent to their desire - after all the Mayor ensured that before Beck went on to study law, a trained medical personnel from the state was posted to the community. They were all proud of him. He was an achiever, a lesson to and for all kids.


Fred though not trained in higher institution waxed very strong in his writings. His write-ups later won several nationwide and global accolades of reckon. Some of his books became best-sellers worldwide. Fred did not have a gifting in writing, he developed it by following Beck. Beck though at the apex of his career was not fulfilled. One day in his office he said to himself, "Truly, I have lost the true part of myself. I have yielded to the outside rather than to the within." He wished he could have worked more in the past years on developing his writing skills than spending years in higher institution studying law. He has read many bestselling pieces from Fred and have congratulated him severally on his exploits. He has also accompanied him in handful occasions where Fred was invited either to deliver a speech, read a review or receive an award. He wished he could reverse the hands of time so he could live his heart desire and not other people's desire for him.

Fred later won a Nobel Prize in Literature and one of his books became a literally command in higher school of learning and was used in most colleges and higher institutions of the world till this day. Beck retired from active service and his esteemed glory and impact in the metropolis seem faded away in a twinkle even before the later part of his life comes to a peaceful end.




              (c) Obi Gospel O.













Sunday, 13 September 2015

WORRY LESS, BE HAPPY!


When life becomes uneasy;
And friends set out on different paths.
When no one seems to believe in you anymore,
And the end of the world seems so near.

When all that erred is you or yours,
And every labor yield no good returns.
When even your spirit seem set against you,
And the puzzle looks so ending.

Only one thing is sure
To provide life with the necessary cure,
And save it soul from utter jeopardy:
-- Worry less, Be happy!

Drop Note

Let no one sink you. let no one despise you - You will soon get to your designation.

Quick Note
Believing in yourself when every odd seems against you is one essential self virtue for any human. Unfortunately not every human possesses this virtue.
When no man seems to believe in you any more, when every trial seem to end in a failure; only one thing is said to keep you aloof and atop: Worry less, be happy and Keep trying until it works out!


Curled from 'Motivational Poems and Verses for High Schools and Colleges' - by Obi Gospel O. (c) 2015

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Saturday, 5 September 2015

PASSION FOR IMPACT


A man's circumstances do not define him,
Neither does his environment limits him.
A man is short-circuited ONLY by his foresight,
His foresight is a product of his mind-set.

Life is filled with many options:
Many go for the eased and quick-link;
Others for the hard and rough lane;
In all you do,stay put with your Passion.

MY passion is my drive,
In the drive lies the strenght.
Everyday in my strive,
I never give in to the threat to call it QUIT.

Quick and eased is the lane to Mediocrity;
But long and hard-like is the way to real self-actualisation.
For a mussle of food, For a promise of great Reward
Do not leave your life-long Passion.

If you are not you, You can be no body else.
A photocopy will you be, If you aspire to be somebody else.
A man is not defined by his Wealth or Fame;
He is defined by the impact he leaves behind the Lane.



Drop Note

Live your passion and let your passion be for impact.


Quick-Note

First thread of thought

A Man is not define by his wealth or eminent fame. He is defined by the Impact he leaves behind the lane. Many are famous and wealthy but only a century after them they were no where to be found in the books. Many others lived centuries and milleniums ago and we still feel their impact today.
Life is not all about expertise,wealth,and fame. Life is all about impact - leaving your footprints in sands of time.

Second thread of thought

You are the most scarce of all commodities - You are the only you in the whole Planet Earth.


You can not be replicated except you decide to replicate someone else. Remember, No photocopy is as good as the original no matter how similar they might look and there wont be any fake if there ain't any original. As such,no one can fully replicate you just as you cannot fully replicate someone else. Why not be yourself and impact your world by living your passion. You may not know how many million people in the world today that are awaiting to see you shine. Your story may be all they need to get to their apex.

CALL TO ACTION

Think about it Now!


Curled from 'Motivational Poems and Verses for High Schools and Colleges' - by Obi Gospel O. (c) 2015


Wednesday, 12 August 2015

WEDNESDAY MORNING 'MOTIVOTIONAL'

DREAM BIGGER!

You are what you dream,
To dream is like to go fetching in a stream.
If a larger water-pot is maintained,
The more the water that can be contained.

No one has ever had a dream,
If his dream is unable to scare him.
No one can go fetching in a stream,
If his water-pot is not with him.


Many a dream go dead,
Just because no one is ready to take the risk.
Many a life has get stucked,
Because one man decides not to beat his disk.

The water-pot is weightier, only when filled with water.
Life becomes tasking, when its dreams becomes broader.
It is said -"The bigger the dream,the more scared it gets you",
But I say - "The smaller the dream, the more lowly life leaves you."

It is better to be scared by your dreams in life,
Than to live comfortably a lowly life,
After all, life is full of risks.
Being scared is allowed, but to live lowly is the worst of risks!


Quick Note

To dream is to aspire intently with a view to acquire.
- Obi Gospel O.

Until you dream it, you cannot acquire it.
Focus on your Dreams today with a view to acquire/attain them. Have a wonderful Wednesday!

Curled from 'Motivational Poems and Verses for High Schools and Colleges' - by Obi Gospel O. (c) 2015

Monday, 10 August 2015

Tuesday Morning 'MotiVotional'

YOU CAN BE!


Life is not a bed of roses,
Challenges may continue even with the rosaries,
To fail is not to end the game,
Success comes to them who play pass the bane.

Failure is a pathway to success,
Only for those who keep on the bliss.
Though Defeat should be awaited,
Victory must be anticipated.

You can be a victor or a victim,
Only you can choose where to be,
To those who belong to the success team,
Challenges takes them to where they want to be.


You can be what you want to be - freely,
Only if you can listen to your litlle inner self,
Which whispers to you repeatly,
This is what I want you to become - be yourself!


Quick Note
Many are successful out there,you can't be like all of them but you can be like one of them and even go yonder. That will be if you can define from your youth what you want to become and go for it even though the roads may be rough and tough.

Go for it as if your life depends on it - as if losing is not an option. Never quit until you get a YES! No dream is too big to be achieved, none has ever lacked resources to be accomplished.
The limitations are residing only within fore-thoughts of men. Until the mind barrier is break lose, the dream remains impossible and unachievable. What Science has declared as impossible at different times, became a reality when after someone in his closet decides to set the barriers aside and move on as if they don't exist. Their later success stories are indicated by the breakthroughs being withnessed in various fields of research today!
Go for your dream, maybe the breakthrough the world is waiting for in that field is in you. Why let it die with you?

Curled from 'Motivational Poems and Verses for High Schools and Colleges' - by Obi Gospel O. (c) 2015





Tuesday Morning 'MotiVotional'

YOU CAN BE!


Life is not a bed of roses,
Challenges may continue even with the rosaries,
To fail is not to end the game,
Success comes to them who play pass the bane.

Failure is a pathway to success,
Only for those who keep on the bliss.
Though Defeat should be awaited,
Victory must be anticipated.

You can be a victor or a victim,
Only you can choose where to be,
To those who belong to the success team,
Challenges takes them to where they want to be.


You can be what you want to be - freely,
Only if you can listen to your litlle inner self,
Which whispers to you repeatly,
This is what I want you to become - be yourself!


Quick Note
Many are successful out there,you can't be like all of them but you can be like one of them and even go yonder. That will be if you can define from your youth what you want to become and go for it even though the roads may be rough and tough.
Go for it as if your life depends on it - as if losing is not an option. Never quit until you get a YES! No dream is too big to be achieved, none has ever lacked resources to be accomplished.
The limitations are residing only within fore-thoughts of men. Until the mind barrier is break lose, the dream remains impossible and unachievable. What Science has declared as impossible at different times, became a reality when after someone in his closet decides to set the barriers aside and move on as if they don't exist. Their later success stories are indicated by the breakthroughs being withnessed in various fields of research today!
Go for your dream, maybe the breakthrough the world is waiting for in that field is in you. Why let it die with you?

Curled from 'Motivational Poems and Verses for High Schools and Colleges' - by Obi Gospel O. (c) 2015





Thursday, 19 February 2015

"JUST IMAGINE A WORLD WITHOUT YOU!"


....The human spirit is filled with enough will-power to achieve anything it so desired. It is endowed with enough strength to become whatsoever it wishes to become. It is blessed with so much intelligence that it can create whatever it imagined and so desired to create.
Giving up on your idea before giving it a trial is associated with lack of believe in oneself, inferiority complex and hence, evidence of lack of self-worth. You can attain any height, reach any depth and spread your wings across the length and breadth of the earth if you can only identify that for which you are called; that for which you are made to exist; the vacuum for which you were so designed to fill; and strive to live by it daily, refusing to give up nor give in until it becomes synonymous to you.
You are the only You we have on this planet Earth; losing You is losing your gifting to the universe. Not only that, it is like taking the universe backward because it will take the world tens of your kind to replace you (if you understand what I mean.) Imagine the World today without Steve jobs, Ben Carson, Mark Zukerberg, Bill Gates, William Shakespeare, Tracy Brian, Chimamanda Adichie, Robert Kiyosaki, Oral Robert, Richard Quest, Serena Williams, Christiana Amanpour, Ben Bernanke, Nelson Mandela. Just Imagine the World Without You - Incomplete!

The world without You should be incomplete, make it feel so......