HERE IT BEGINS.......

….. 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

·      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.

·      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.