….. Chilled in my own corner of the
Nnamdi azikwe int’l airport ‘alone’. Yes its rare, I mostly board my most flown
route with the father and yes you guessed right. Home it is; Ilorin is where we
call it. Awaiting the usual conveyor the ever noise making fleets of overland
airways. … like you rightly guessed ‘otunba’ is bored and being such an
outspoken person that had to call time
on his favorite social media network twitter. ‘omo ti cast’. I needed a medium
through which I can make my thoughts known, my voice heard and my feelings
public.
Mostly for young goons like us, its
not even easy to keep ones mind straight. I’m tired of thinking buildings,
roads, drainages, sustainable and modern constructions even though I’m due to
commence a 12 month msc program at the university of Dundee Scotland in few days
time. But really I like to set my mind free, look out to the outside world; get
a deep thought of how I can be a greater person, muslim, engineer, leader,
politician, teacher, adviser, boyfriend, driver, brother, son and err husband
(Alhaja Sambo will be proud)
You see
life is a wonderful slow flow easy but ‘made had’ moment in ones life. Before I
go far I believe in the oneness of Allah (swt) and the teachings of the holy
prophet Muhammed (saw) (pbuh) and in the last day. May Allah grant us the best of life and even a better hereafter in
sha Allah. Idea of composing and updating a blog came from closing the last
leave of a bobo omotayo’ master piece; a truly inspiring art piece. ‘Lagos
living London life’. Yes it wasn’t about Ilorin, Abuja or KL. Was about a place
I spent the better part of my childhood, the ‘enjoyment’ secton. I can still
remember vividly sometime during the summer of 1998; I was going to visit Dad,
A lawyer who decided to pack his wig and gown and move to what I like to call
his own hometown. Yes the father had his pry and secondary education there, a
seasoned idi araba boy to the core or is it call? (I no too sabi English). A
class 86 set of Nigerian Law school (yes they still do reuniouns) fulfilled his
dreams, started practicing in his ‘original’ hometown; like you may know
(Ilorin is relatively known as the city of lawyers due to the oppressive and
high, very high amount of lawyers the city ve produced and still producing till
this very moment), moved to ‘gidi’ for a greener pasture which alhamdulilahi
became a fertile land. Here he is today in the capital city and soon to be
certified mega city of Abuja (yes I still have a little hope). Lagos the city
of bright lights and wild nights as chorded on the wave making track off banky
w’s album in a song titled ‘lagos party’. A city where dreams turn to reality
in the shortest manner of time if and only if you abide to the rules that makes
you a lagosian. I can talk about that city all day all nights without repeating
a single thing; yes, its great like that, not to even talk of the present
administration led by a mentor of mine, the only governor that actually governs
and records milestone. I will stop now J.
I can
literally only enjoy when I go topic by topic or matter by matter. I actually
do ve lots of ‘matters’ to talk, debate and rant about. Order of preference is
now a bigger problem for me than deciding where to go to when in Ilorin K
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HOME LEAVING
That day of the year, of the month, of
the week when you have to say bye to momma and every other nigga that has been
real and that has held things down in the last 7 months, I mean my longest
holiday ever, never being home for seven straight months without having
something to do with ‘school’. Err this wasn’t almost an exception either, I
mean I ‘ve not only been working; been learning as well but that is life
anyway, we learn everyday of our life till eternity right?, but one thing I’ve
found difficult is to evaluate what I’ve learnt and how meaningful they ve been
to my profession and everyday life. Its such a problem, a huge one at that. At
this moment there is no urge to keep typing, missing the mother already but
hell yh, Scotland is home away from home yh? Or what do I know? Lets see, can’t
wait to update y’all bout’ things in a few couple of days.
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NAIJA POLITICS
Hmmn, ever heard of adult comic
lifestyle, adult cartoon or adult mediocrity or adult ‘mumu-ness’. If you
haven’t, try to study what they call the ‘naija politics’. Only country where
there is no only interparty politics but intra party politics. I mean, how or
why will u withdraw the security aides of an ex governor and serving senator
all in the name of disloyalty to party leadership, I mean these are the obvious
flaws that we see in the new day governing and leadership. They literally
practice autocracy, I mean which leader will want to enforce himself on about
140 million humans that re individually responsible with his or her views,
ideas and beliefs. Nigeria is a country where someone that is declared winner
of a local govt councillorship election comes out to discard the result of the
election claiming he is not the rightful winner of the election. A country
where a state governor is denied entrance to his apartment, the government
house. A country where having 19 votes over 16 votes means you lost the
election. A country where its first lady has a ‘constitutional’ office and has
‘high’ influence in the governance of the federation. I mean a country where
contractors are expected to pay there ‘mobilization’ fee to the officers that
sign out the contract. A contract where a supposedly dedicated office whose
main aim is to fight corruption is being used to harass disloyal government
officials. A country where a self acclaimed ‘leader’ has a share in the states
internally generate revenues and the allowances given to their state(s) by the
federal government, I mean a state where a certain house of rep member was
accused of corruption and a video exhibit is released to general public and he
also has no case to answer. A country where I can decide to utilize some
certain pension fund and still flock the
street with my cars. Oh and a country where we now ve more private jet flyers
than suv riders and we sill have an average citizen receiving less than a 100
dollars. A country where poverty is the cause of all ‘evils’ and yet we still
rise to point fingers at so called corrupt leaders. A country where the so much
accused and caused corrupt leaders were one time members of the normal general
public i.e. a Nigerian is ordinarily expected to be corrupt once he finds
himself in a position to be, I mean people who work with the state govt sit in
there usually tattered office and insult and place causes on a senator of the
country but wouldn’t carry out his or her average duty else a tip comes in hand
with the file. I mean what is the hope for such country; country that
constantly provide leanered officials constantly and ‘export’ them to the
‘developed country’, same country that thinks ‘oil and gas’ is the author and
finisher of its faith and destiny, country where the most brilliant professional’s
end up in the four walls of a classroom dispassionately in the name of being a
lecturer and transferring knowledge whereas we all trying not to be jobless.
Same applies to the man who studied zoology and feels he is going to be the
most diligent custom officer or the man who studied biochemistry and thinks he
can market a whole community and make them all the customer of these desperate
new generation banks. Do these people even try to enhance themselves to become
better in such areas, answer is NO, except there is a tip off that whoever
doesn’t have a masters degree wont get promoted. Such is being Nigerian. Do we
all have this people to blame? Opinions might differ but what would you say to
a higher institution that thinks since he didn’t meet up with the cut off mark
to study law, the best thing is to give him an admission to study history
education. I’m like really? (in the voice of my good friend skindu)…. How re
you sure they will become good educationist or teachers later in life or they
think just going to a higher institution to study a particular principle will
make you a ‘literate’ in such field. That’s just the way they ve all been jeopardizing
the future of Nigeria. But the question is out of every 50 students, how many
can develop passion, interest and love for a field your never envisioned
yourself in? well the average Nigerian I know will try to, pray to and strive
to but who gets there? Only God can tell. God bless Ilorin Emirate, God bless
Kwara state and God bless Nigeria.
