Tuesday 24 May 2016

TEN ETIQUETTES OF LIFE





TEN ETIQUETTES OF LIFE

1)    Take time to LOVE and BE LOVED.
It is God-given privilege

2)    Take time to READ.
It is the fountain of Wisdom and Knowledge.

3)    Take time to GIVE.
It is too short a day to be selfish.

4)    Take time to LAUGH.
It is the music of the soul.

5)    Take time to THINK.
It is the Source of Power

6)    Take time to WORK.
It is the Prize of Success

7)    Take time to SOW.
It is an Investment for Tomorrow.

8)    Take time to PLAY.
It is the Secret of Perpetual Youth.

9)    Take time to PRAY.
It is the Greatest Power on earth.

10)                       Take time to LOOK YOUR BEST.
It boosts your confidence as you start the day.

Thursday 19 May 2016

The Perfect Nigerian Should be.....





The Perfect Nigerian Should be...

As Technical as the Ibo

As Loud as the Yoruba

As Compromising as the Hausa

As "Settled" as the Fulani

As "Sober" as the Tiv

As Hunting as the Idoma

As Travelled as the Edo

As "Discreet" as the Urhobo

As Influential as the Itsekiri

As Literate as the Ekiti

As "Generous" as the Ijebu

As Driving as the Lagosian

Wednesday 18 May 2016

The Truth About Success


WHAT WE ARE LIKE


THE 7 SINS OF THE WORLD


Enslavement


A COUNTRY WITHOUT A DREAM



The great divide between men, between people and nations of the world is the availability of great dreamers. Men must first dream, then conceive and put their dreams to action. Not minding the odds they have to face.
            God made man to dream. To dream with his eyes open. To dream is to call into existence, things that had not yet existed in the human sphere or cause those already existing to exist fully – whether they are of inventions, situations or ideals. Without great dreamers, the world would experience little or no progress at all. God never intended for man to exist without progress, and without novelties.
            In many books, dreams are called vision. Men who have built the world’s greatest discoveries, who had pioneered inventions, powered peoples and nations to greatness, and who have given humanity great strides in different spheres of human life, were men of vision. Most times, they were opposed, ridiculed and mocked. Most times they faced gruesome and enormous challenges. In defense of these, they moved on and left their mark for generations unborn.
            In very many cases, these men were misunderstood and opposed. What they see, everyone else could not see. That is vision. Vision is the big difference. A lot of men may work very hard. They may be wise enough to pray for God’s favor in their ventures. They may have faith in the Maker of the universe. Still, these are not enough. There must be something in someone’s life, a passion, an enthusiasm above normal, a great will in attaining a purpose, a great spirit. Whatever this is, it far exceeds a normal vocation. It is more than the pursuit of wealth and material possessions. It is higher than genius and more enduring than fame. It is a sense of a higher calling. It is vision. It is the ability to see far ahead of time. To see far ahead of others.
            They say that most men look, but only a few see. People generally of themselves cannot fashion or attain a vision. They cannot saddle themselves with the challenges of dreaming large. Usually, it is difficult for a leader to communicate his dreams to many others. But if the leader gets a way to do this and is able to convince others to follow him, then his vision is accepted as the collective vision of the people.
            Not all men are leaders even though they attain to high positions. Many men so called leaders are mere rulers and wielders of authority. Only a leader with a clear vision and purpose can be called a leader. History abounds with many of them. Men who had great visions and who were able to communicate their visions effectively to their people and were able to rally them to share in their dreams. The visions of such men were contagious. The morale of their people or followers were high. Their people were able to forsake their individual interests for the collective one and there was unity.
            MaoTse Tung who rallied China to great victories, Lenin who gave Russia the blueprint for their moment in history, Chaka Zulu the greatest military strategist of all time and the greatest African ruler, Nelson Mandela who gave his life for generations unborn in South Africa, Dr. Martin Luther King who charged the blacks of America to the reality of their existence in America, Otto Van Bismarck who rallied Germans to the formation of a great German nation. Cavour and Garibaldi who saved the way for Italian unification and the birth of the Italian nation are just a few mentioned for space. The list is enormous and endearing.
            When a country is devoid of a leader that has a vision, so many things happen. There is low morale, individualism prevails, collective effort is most always thwarted for selfish individual interest and there is much disunity.
            This country has the greatest potentials – human and materials – that mother earth can give. What do we lack? We do not yet have A DREAM.Only a great leader can give his people a dream.
            In the leadership class, we were told that it takes more than a good bunch of seasoned players to win a match. That it takes more than professionalism and proficiency to leave a mark. Spirit matters, that is where vision comes in.
            A leader is a hope builder and a hope sharer. Man can live ‘forever’ if he has a great hope. Hope cures many ailments and makes feeble hearts strong. Where is the leader than can see far beyond our immediacy? A leader that can change the way we see and perceive our nation. A leader who would show us that he really cares, a  leader who would make us proud as a people and give us a great sense of belonging, a rallying force, a leader that would take us beyond our limitations and rally us to greatness.
            I was four years old in 1963. First time I witnessed a blackout. ‘Dem don take light!’ that was what I heard. Later years it became more frequent, then it got worse, apologetic, epileptic, then ‘deader’ than dead. It is over 50years now; we are still battling with electricity.
            Not only electricity. We have a long list of woes. Everything we have put our hands on as a nation has failed. Agriculture, education, infrastructural development, transport, steel, petroleum, sports etc., just mention them.
            In 1984, I did a research on the steel industry. Steel was a laudable project designed to establish the framework for industrial, national developmental and technological take off. It had been expected that this would give us one of the greatest economic dominion in the sub-region and Africa as a whole. Where are they today? We have become one of the biggest importers of steel.
            We have 2 ports in Lagos; we have the Warri, Sapele, Koko, Calabar, PortHacourt main and Onne ports. These are underutilized. We all have to be made to use the 2 Lagos ports more for political fears and reasons of economic dominance. Cotonou port in Benin Republic is not up to any of our ports, yet we have become the greatest patronize of that port. All that is banned in Nigeria for the sake of encouraging local industry and economic take off is unbanned in Cotonou.
            In every barrel of crude oil, we have apart from PMS, DBK, AGO and Aviation fuel and gas, we have over 13 other bye products. When we export our crude and bring in these products, we are losers. We have been losers for years, with unemployment and every sector of our economy so affected.
            We have been operating at the lowest ebb. Agricultural development is almost nil. Education is nose-diving and spiraling down. Health services the way it is now is at a halt. What is going on?
            The Dutch country in Europe has this saying. “God has given us nothing but sea and sand and wind. But they had leaders who taught them to convert the unalluring challenges and they became great. The Swiss also have one equivalent saying, “God has given us nothing but rock and ice and snow”, but great leadership and teachings made them convert these disadvantages to greatness. They did their best in ‘truth and honesty’ and their trustworthy banks, they expanded their savings. They are noted the world over for good banking and other services.
            After 50 years, we are still battling with tribalism and disunity. Everyone is advocating for their individual primodialities. We are tending towards sectionalism. Where is the leader who without bias would weld us together as a people? The leader whose vision transcends selfish and sectional allegiances? Where is the leader with the great vision of correcting our ills and helping us to ‘heal our disease’ as a people?
            A reporter in a Nigerian Newspaper in the early 1978 told of the great joy and optimism with which our independence was received and celebrated. He told of the great expectations and the general overpowering belief that we would in a short time become Africa’s greatest and even so, soonest a power to reckon with in the world.Why would it not be so, when we have all it takes?
            But how did the dream die? When did it die? A great dream emanates from a great leader. I care for no food. I care not for your economics. Give me a hope to work and live for. I am still a patriot. Give me a country I can proudly call my own. Let me be a Nigerian proud of his own country.

Monday 9 May 2016

OF BANKS AND US



Leslie was born July, 1986. He died September 1988. He was sick. He was taken to the hospital. I went to the bank. The queue was so long. The queue dragged. It was frustrating. The situation was worsened by bank tellers favoring their friends and bigwigs, bypassing procedures flagrantly. It took quite a time to get money. My own money. By the time I got to the hospital, Leslie was dead.
            Today the name of the bank alone leaves me with bitter memory. I would be doing the memory of my dead son a disfavor if I ever become a customer of that bank again.
            Sometime last year, I was at Mafoluku branch of the Keystone bank. A mammoth crowd was in the bank and long queue. I waited patiently for my turn. But then as the queue slowly progressed, I noticed a woman at the rear. Her baby was wailing seriously and nothing she did could assuage the kid and no one cared. Soon it got to my turn to be served. I asked the teller to allow the woman to take my place and that I was willing to go and start the queuing process all over again. He was moved. He told me to wait. He called the woman. He attended to her and to me as well.
            Early this year, I was at First bank IyanaIpaja. A young mother whose baby would be less than 2 months was at the rear of the long queue. I pleaded with a bank teller to attend to her as her baby was becoming uncomfortable.
            I have been a “nursing father” for some years now. Sometimes I have to be at the bank with my baby. I would not fail to mention the very special treatment I receive at Zenith bank Idimu road. I found out that babies and the elderly are accorded priority of place and honor.
            I have frequented guarantee Trust bank Idimu road branch several times. I recently learnt that elderly folks are not allowed on the general queues. They are accorded respect and priority of service. They have a special line. ‘Keep it up’
            First bank hasdevised a way to curb long queues and frustrating depositors. Little cash depositors do not have to be subjected to waiting rigors. I wish other banks would emulate this.
            Lastly, banks generally need to have a special treatment for children, the elderly and the physically challenged among us. They need to create conducive environment for waiting. They need good shelters for customers waiting to use the ATMs. They need to train their staff to be tolerant and patient with customers. Let them know that service comes first, than their personal inclinations. Let them devise ways to save us wasting man-hours. Let them make banking a wonderful, beautiful experience for us all.

OUR GOOD NEIGHBOURS



Do we realize how much we harm our good neighbors and ourselves daily? I was in Abuja last year and my host was a simple man. Everyone else in the middle-class tenement apartments lit-up their generators throughout the night except for my host. Noise everywhere and the generator fumes gradually took over the air. I was happy to leave that city the next day but I became very sick. I had been ‘fumigated’ heavily and my lungs were ‘paralyzed’. I was just an overnight visitor. What about those who live there. Generator fumes are very harmful and they spread far and wide. At least, houses located within 200 yards of our generators are bombarded with fumes emitted. Let us consider little children whose hearts and body tissues are very tender. Oh how they are fumed and they become health destitute as they grow. How we believe they are sleeping but we do not know they are slipping into death instalmentally. Consider the aged, the frail, and the sick in our midst; that need fresh air to get well and strong. Do we realize how much we deny them the privileges of a good life? One man said to me, “I can’t sleep without AC”. God humiliated him, now he tells me his needs are few. His vanity took hold of him then.
            How we become inconsiderate by our fleshy selfish desire. When your generator is only what can guarantee you a good sleep, is your neighbor being disturbed, praying for all to be well for you or silently cursing you? You sleep well or so you believe while he becomes a waste pipe for your vanities.
            When GaniFawehinmi was alive, he lived among the common folks. He was a man of deep concern for the welfare of others. His generator was usually off before it was 10pm any day and it would only be on from 6amif there is a need.
He said, “I would not want to disturb my neighbors. That was a truly great man.
            A friend of mine got a bit affluent the other day, so he acquired one of these 45k generators. He was having a very sound ‘sleep’ when thieves came and plundered his car. The brain box, dashboard, and some sensitive sensors were removed from his Honda jeep. He coughed out a whooping sum, thrice the price of his generator to replace them. He could not hear a dime thing because of the noise from his generator.
            Generator noise shroud criminal activities. A pregnant woman, whose husband was not home, was killed in her apartment in Lagos recently. No neigbour could hear her shouts for help.
            Last year, the Community Development Association (CDA)in my area here in Lagos made a law forbidding the use of generators from 12am to 5am in the morning. Oh what a peace we had. You could hear a pin drop at night. We breathed fresh air at night. We realized what peace we had so much forfeited and the needless pains we had borne these long while. We realized that God is a friend of silence. Those who heard what we did, yearned for such in their areas.
            The project did not last however. You should know your people. Too many ogas. Too many who want to lord it over others. Too many vain and selfish men who do not believe in order and good concerns, who are shortsighted and selfish and hate the deep truths of life.
            Even if they beg us to die in this country, should we not be reasonable about it. Use your generators with a heart for the good of others. What goes around will come around. Don’t tell your neighbor, “I betta pass you”