Tuesday, 26 April 2016
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Monday, 25 April 2016
DR WEALTH GIVES ACCURATE PROPHECY ABOUT THE ATTACK ON EDO STATE GOVERNOR!!!
The senior Pastor of Gospel pillars ministry,Dr Isaiah Wealth on Friday during their international vision conference gave an accurate prophecy about the attack on the governor. It was gathered on sunday that the governor declared to the leaders that he had deliberately avoided attending events at his deputy’s house after it was revealed to him that his deputy allegedly contracted native doctors to hurt him so that Odubu will take over as governor.
Oshiomhole said he was informed of the alleged plan by a leader of the party and that he had met with the native doctors whom his deputy allegedly contracted to do the damage, adding that the native doctors admitted and gave him details of how the rituals were executed. Oshiomhole added that the party leader who leaked the information, who was out of the country, was ready to confront the deputy with the details of his alleged meeting with the witch doctors. He further stated that he could not have attended any ceremony at Odubu’s place, saying he would not want to be poisoned. The governor’s disclosure was said to have come as a surprise to the APC leaders but it equally elicited strong rebuttal from his deputy who attributed what he described as the spurious allegation to the handiwork of his political enemies.
To buttress his innocence, Odubu volunteered to contact a strong traditional doctor in Benin, so that those who accused him will come and take an oath before the gods. He vehemently denied the allegation and reiterated his loyalty to the governor. But some of the party leaders at the meeting were said to have countered Odubu with his suggestion, informing him that he should have suggested swearing with the Bible since he is a Catholic. But Odubu thundered that he was shocked with the allegation and would like to clear his name with whatever that will convince everyone. Some of the party leaders at the meeting admonished Odubu to end his governorship ambition. However Ogie calmed the situation and the parley ended on a good note after both parties expressed satisfaction.
However, the Prophet Prayed and averted every attack and by the Spirit of God,it all came to Pass.
Tuesday, 19 April 2016
Sanders has no clear path to victory after his loss in New York
Sen. Bernie Sanders fell short in New York’s Democratic presidential primary on Tuesday as he was defeated by his rival, Hillary Clinton.
Though the final tally on Clinton’s margin of victory is still out, it was clearly decisive. Even a narrow win for the former secretary of state in the delegate-rich state would have gone a long way toward blocking Sanders’ path to the Democratic nomination.
Clinton spoke to supporters at a hotel in Times Square shortly after the results were announced. She thanked the voters in New York, where she lives and served as a senator from 2001 until 2009.
“Today, you proved once again there’s no place like home!” she said.

Hillary Clinton celebrates her victory in the New York presidential primary at a rally in Manhattan.
Clinton also took a shot at earlier attacks from the Sanders campaign that attributed her success solely to her victories in Southern states.
“You know, in this campaign, we’ve won in every region of the country, from the North, to the South, to the East, to the West,” said Clinton, adding, “But this one’s personal.”
Sanders won eight of the last nine contests leading up to the New York primary, but Clinton’s earlier wins ensured that he needed to defeat her in the state — and every other one on the remaining primary calendar — by at least 12 points. With a win in New York, Clinton has raised the bar for Sanders even higher in the states to come.
Sanders addressed nearly 7,000 of his supporters in a field house at Penn State University several hours before the polls closed in New York and results were announced. He pointed to his recent momentum to argue Clinton was “getting a little bit nervous.”
“This is the campaign that has the energy, that has the enthusiasm and that in November will create the kind of voter turnout that will not only allow us to retain the White House, but will regain the U.S. Senate,” he said.

Clinton Supporter: 'This is not a popularity contest'
Lisa Caputo,former Communications Director for Hillary Clinton, spoke to Yahoo Global News Anchor Katie Couric, on the night Clinton won the New York Primary. Caputo told Couric that “people don’t have to like the president” they just need someone “to get the job done.”
There’s no question Sanders has gained steam in the last few weeks. In addition to his recent streak, polls showed Clinton’s lead heading into New York diminish by about 20 points in the past month. At the debate last Thursday, Sanders’ senior adviser, Tad Devine, said this momentumwould be a key part of the campaign’s strategy going forward. Devine argued that Sanders did not need New York to secure the nomination. He suggested that recent polls showing that Sanders is a stronger general election candidate than Clinton would convince voters and the party’s superdelegates to back his candidacy.
“I think the Democratic Party is going to look at two candidate and realize that Bernie Sanders, by far, is the strongest candidate for our party,” Devine said.
The Sanders campaign has also pointed to alleged voting irregularities in the New York race. Multiple local officials have identified issues at the polls, and, on Monday, the state Board of Elections revealed that approximately 126,000 Democrats had been removed from the state’s voter rolls. New York election law does not permit voters who are not registered members of the party to participate in the primary. Sanders spokeswoman Erika Andiola released a statement on Tuesday saying that the campaign was “deeply disturbed by what we’re hearing from polling places across the state.”

Sen. Bernie Sanders greets community members during a walk on East Fordham Road in the Bronx, N.Y., on Monday.
“From long lines and dramatic understaffing to longtime voters being forced to cast affidavit ballots and thousands of registered New Yorkers being dropped from the rolls, what’s happening today is a disgrace,” Andiola said. “We need to be making it easier for people to vote, not inventing arbitrary obstacles — and today’s shameful demonstration must underline the urgent importance of fixing voting laws across the country.”
The Clinton campaign did not respond to a request for comment about the alleged irregularities.
Sanders also addressed New York’s election laws in his Pennsylvania speech.
“Today in New York state — if you can believe this — about 27 percent of the eligible voters in that state are unable to participate in the Democratic or Republican primaries because they have chosen to list themselves as independents,” he said, as his supporters booed. “That’s wrong. Almost 3 million people in that state cannot vote today. And that has got to change in future elections.”
On Tuesday afternoon, as people voted in the primary, a group called Election Justice USA filed a suit in federal court arguing that the registration of over 200 voters had been switched without their input, preventing them from participating. Election Justice USA’s website describes the group as a “a national voting rights organization,” and a spokesperson has described the group as nonpartisan. However, the site was only created on April 11, and all seven of the people listed as members of the “Election Justice USA team” have made online posts expressing support for Sanders. In Facebook posts on April 12, two members of the group, Michael Rayer-Tighe andStewart McCauley, described the lawsuit as an effort to help Sanders.
“There are potentially thousands of Bernie supporters who registered as Dem before the deadline but won’t be allowed to vote next week,” the posts said. “We at Election Justice USA are filing an emergency injunction to address this issue.”
The posts by the Election Justice USA team members also encouraged people to “Help Bernie” by checking their registration and contacting the group and the campaign about any potential issues.
When asked about Election Justice USA by Yahoo News, a Sanders campaign spokesman, Karthik Ganapathy, described the group as “an organization of volunteers operating entirely independently from the campaign.”
In addition to her lead in the polls, Clinton had the backing of much of the state’s political establishment, including the entire congressional delegation, New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio and Gov. Andrew Cuomo. Even if he had had ideal circumstances, Sanders was facing an uphill battle in New York, and after tonight, his path through the remaining states is even steeper.

Hillary Clinton arrives with her daughter, Chelsea, right, to celebrate her victory at her New York presidential primary night rally. (Photo: Mike Segar/Reuters)
Although Clinton pointed to upcoming states on the primary calendar and indicated she plans to stay on the campaign trail, she also seemed to be pivoting towards the general election, attacking the Republican frontrunners, Donald Trump and Sen. Ted Cruz, R-Texas. The Democratic primary has been divisive at times, with Sanders attacking Clinton from the left and attempting to paint her as a tool of the moneyed establishment. In her speech Tuesday, Clinton repeatedly described her campaign and platform as “progressive" and urged Sanders’ backers to unite behind her.
“To all the people who supported Sen. Sanders, I believe there is much more that unites us than divides us,” Clinton said.
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US election 2016: New York primaries crucial for Clinton and Trump
Democratic hopeful Hillary Clinton, a former senator for New York, is
expected to win against Brooklyn-born Vermont Senator Bernie Sanders.
For the Republicans, Queens-born Donald Trump is likely to come ahead
of Texas Senator Ted Cruz.
Wins will put Mrs Clinton and Mr Trump closer to securing their nominations.
As Mr Trump cast his votes at Central Synagogue in Manhattan on
Tuesday morning, he said: "It's just an honour, and my whole reason for
doing this is to make America great again."
Mrs Clinton voted with her husband, former President Bill Clinton, near
their home in upstate Chappaqua.
They hope big victories in the delegate-rich state will help them regain
momentum and overcome criticism over the strength of their campaigns.
What's New York's state of mind?
Have New York's struggles shaped the Trump campaign?
It has been a fierce campaign in the state, with the leading candidates using their local ties to attract voters. Hillary Clinton was twice elected senator for New York, and a defeat there would be a devastating political blow. Whereas Mr Trump, who was born in the New York City borough of
Queens, lives in a building bearing his name in midtown Manhattan. The primaries are the state's most decisive in decades in selecting the
candidates, and polls will be open until 21:00 (01:00 GMT Wednesday)
Mrs Clinton's side sees the vote as a make-or-break moment, and they
say a victory there will virtually seal her Democratic nomination.
Opinion polls have given her a lead over Mr Sanders, who has won seven
out of the last eight state votes.
"We are not taking anything for granted,'' Mrs Clinton said. "Tell your
friends and your family, everyone, to please vote tomorrow [Tuesday]."
Mr Sanders hopes a victory in New York will keep his candidacy alive, as
there are 291 delegates at stake.
The Democratic campaign has turned increasingly negative, with
both candidates trading barbs about their qualifications.
On the eve of the primary, Mr Sanders accused Hillary Clinton of
campaign finance violations, an allegation her team denied.
How the nomination process works
For Mr Trump, a win in New York will reduce the chances of a
contested nomination at the Republican party convention in July.
The big question is whether he will make a clean sweep of all 95
Republican delegates at stake in New York by earning the majority of
votes.
Polls have given him a clear lead over Ohio Governor John Kasich and Mr
Cruz.
The Texas senator has had a poor performance in New York following an
earlier comment in which he accused Mr Trump of having "New
York values".
Mr Cruz made a few television appearances on Monday defending his
remarks, but was already eyeing voters in Pennsylvania, which votes
next week.
In a campaign event in Buffalo, Mr Trump told his supporters that "no
New Yorker" could vote for Mr Cruz, who did "not represent what we
need.''
But he made a slip-of-the-tongue during a speech about the 11
September 2001 attacks, when he erroneously mentioned the name of a
popular convenience store chain.
"It's very close to my heart because I was down there, and I watched
our police and our firemen down at 7/11, down at the World Trade
Center right after it came down, and I saw the greatest people I've
ever seen in action," Mr Trump said.
expected to win against Brooklyn-born Vermont Senator Bernie Sanders.
For the Republicans, Queens-born Donald Trump is likely to come ahead
of Texas Senator Ted Cruz.
Wins will put Mrs Clinton and Mr Trump closer to securing their nominations.
As Mr Trump cast his votes at Central Synagogue in Manhattan on
Tuesday morning, he said: "It's just an honour, and my whole reason for
doing this is to make America great again."
Mrs Clinton voted with her husband, former President Bill Clinton, near
their home in upstate Chappaqua.
They hope big victories in the delegate-rich state will help them regain
momentum and overcome criticism over the strength of their campaigns.
What's New York's state of mind?
Have New York's struggles shaped the Trump campaign?
It has been a fierce campaign in the state, with the leading candidates using their local ties to attract voters. Hillary Clinton was twice elected senator for New York, and a defeat there would be a devastating political blow. Whereas Mr Trump, who was born in the New York City borough of
Queens, lives in a building bearing his name in midtown Manhattan. The primaries are the state's most decisive in decades in selecting the
candidates, and polls will be open until 21:00 (01:00 GMT Wednesday)
Mrs Clinton's side sees the vote as a make-or-break moment, and they
say a victory there will virtually seal her Democratic nomination.
Opinion polls have given her a lead over Mr Sanders, who has won seven
out of the last eight state votes.
"We are not taking anything for granted,'' Mrs Clinton said. "Tell your
friends and your family, everyone, to please vote tomorrow [Tuesday]."
Mr Sanders hopes a victory in New York will keep his candidacy alive, as
there are 291 delegates at stake.
The Democratic campaign has turned increasingly negative, with
both candidates trading barbs about their qualifications.
On the eve of the primary, Mr Sanders accused Hillary Clinton of
campaign finance violations, an allegation her team denied.
How the nomination process works
For Mr Trump, a win in New York will reduce the chances of a
contested nomination at the Republican party convention in July.
The big question is whether he will make a clean sweep of all 95
Republican delegates at stake in New York by earning the majority of
votes.
Polls have given him a clear lead over Ohio Governor John Kasich and Mr
Cruz.
The Texas senator has had a poor performance in New York following an
earlier comment in which he accused Mr Trump of having "New
York values".
Mr Cruz made a few television appearances on Monday defending his
remarks, but was already eyeing voters in Pennsylvania, which votes
next week.
In a campaign event in Buffalo, Mr Trump told his supporters that "no
New Yorker" could vote for Mr Cruz, who did "not represent what we
need.''
But he made a slip-of-the-tongue during a speech about the 11
September 2001 attacks, when he erroneously mentioned the name of a
popular convenience store chain.
"It's very close to my heart because I was down there, and I watched
our police and our firemen down at 7/11, down at the World Trade
Center right after it came down, and I saw the greatest people I've
ever seen in action," Mr Trump said.
WHAT IS STOPPING YOU??
You've been talking about pursuing your dream since high school. You've been stuffing a file with places you'd like to travel since you got your first job. You've envisioned what your boutique store would look like for years, even moving around searching for the perfect location, yet you've never taken that next step.
So, what's stopping you?
Here's a list of the most popular ones I've heard and how to avoid them:
1. I'm too old.
Years ago I heard the story of a 70-year-old woman who lifted a car off her grandchild and saved his life. When she was interviewed, instead of being ecstatic, she was melancholy and admitted that if she could lift a car to save a child what else might she have been able to do that she
never tried. The interviewer asked her what she'd always wanted to do, but hadn't tried. The grandma replied, "Go to college." The interviewer challenged her, "So why not do it now?" And so she did. You are only too old if YOU decide you are. There are lots of stories of older Olympians, older singers and older musicians-fields typically associated with youth.
2. It costs too much money.
I have found that most people who make this statement actually have no idea what the item in questions costs. They are operating on some notion that it's above what they would be willing to spend. Or they are not open to creative solutions and assume that they must pay retail for what they want-be it a new car, travel, or a house. There are many innovative ways to get what you want (and no, they aren't illegal!) Don't make this statement unless you know the exact cost and have made the decision that the cost for the value isn't there.
3. My spouse/children/parents/etc. wouldn't like it.
I'm surprised to hear adults say this statement, but I hear it more often than one might imagine. First, you really don't know how someone will react until you actually take an action. In most cases, you are
speculating as to how they would react or assuming they will react similar to ways they have in the past. Second, are you living your life to make them happy or to make you happy? Of course, if you have a family you need to consider how your choices affect them, but not to the point that if they may be uncomfortable with your choice you give it up without seeking a compromise or resolution.
4. It's too hard.
This statement is another one that is usually
based on incomplete information or full out
speculation. You don't know how difficult
something will be for you unless you try it.
Nothing is impossible. Stop pushing what you want away until you decide you don't want it anymore.
5. I'm too fat.
* "I'm too fat to go out to networking meetings and market myself. Who would want to hire me?" * "I'm too fat to take professional photos for my website." * "I'm too fat to get a date. No one will ever want to marry me." Admittedly, I've heard these declarations from women far more than
men, but a few of my male folks have said it too in reference to why they think they may have gotten passed over for a promotion or not getting hired for a new job. While I won't say that weight discrimination may not be at play in some cases, the bigger obstacle is how you feel about yourself.
If you believe that you are fat and feel self-conscious you will present yourself differently. When you aren't confident and someone else is-they will likely get the date or the job over you.
6. I'm not educated enough.
Bill Gates quit college before earning his degree. There are countless stories of high school children who have opened businesses that have hit a million in sales.
Education doesn't equal success. If what you want to do requires a higher level degree than what you possess, figure out a way to get it.
7. I'm too OR I'm not .
Are you seeing a pattern here? Search your language and see if you're shutting yourself down by believing in a perceived obstacle.
If you are, stop now and go take an action to pursue your dream. These obstacles do not need to stop you from achieving success and fulfillment in life. Think about the grandma who said that if she could do something she thought impossible at age 70, what else could she have done in her life,
then ask yourself, "What could I do if only believed I could?"
#Selah
See you at the top!!!
So, what's stopping you?
Here's a list of the most popular ones I've heard and how to avoid them:
1. I'm too old.
Years ago I heard the story of a 70-year-old woman who lifted a car off her grandchild and saved his life. When she was interviewed, instead of being ecstatic, she was melancholy and admitted that if she could lift a car to save a child what else might she have been able to do that she
never tried. The interviewer asked her what she'd always wanted to do, but hadn't tried. The grandma replied, "Go to college." The interviewer challenged her, "So why not do it now?" And so she did. You are only too old if YOU decide you are. There are lots of stories of older Olympians, older singers and older musicians-fields typically associated with youth.
2. It costs too much money.
I have found that most people who make this statement actually have no idea what the item in questions costs. They are operating on some notion that it's above what they would be willing to spend. Or they are not open to creative solutions and assume that they must pay retail for what they want-be it a new car, travel, or a house. There are many innovative ways to get what you want (and no, they aren't illegal!) Don't make this statement unless you know the exact cost and have made the decision that the cost for the value isn't there.
3. My spouse/children/parents/etc. wouldn't like it.
I'm surprised to hear adults say this statement, but I hear it more often than one might imagine. First, you really don't know how someone will react until you actually take an action. In most cases, you are
speculating as to how they would react or assuming they will react similar to ways they have in the past. Second, are you living your life to make them happy or to make you happy? Of course, if you have a family you need to consider how your choices affect them, but not to the point that if they may be uncomfortable with your choice you give it up without seeking a compromise or resolution.
4. It's too hard.
This statement is another one that is usually
based on incomplete information or full out
speculation. You don't know how difficult
something will be for you unless you try it.
Nothing is impossible. Stop pushing what you want away until you decide you don't want it anymore.
5. I'm too fat.
* "I'm too fat to go out to networking meetings and market myself. Who would want to hire me?" * "I'm too fat to take professional photos for my website." * "I'm too fat to get a date. No one will ever want to marry me." Admittedly, I've heard these declarations from women far more than
men, but a few of my male folks have said it too in reference to why they think they may have gotten passed over for a promotion or not getting hired for a new job. While I won't say that weight discrimination may not be at play in some cases, the bigger obstacle is how you feel about yourself.
If you believe that you are fat and feel self-conscious you will present yourself differently. When you aren't confident and someone else is-they will likely get the date or the job over you.
6. I'm not educated enough.
Bill Gates quit college before earning his degree. There are countless stories of high school children who have opened businesses that have hit a million in sales.
Education doesn't equal success. If what you want to do requires a higher level degree than what you possess, figure out a way to get it.
7. I'm too OR I'm not .
Are you seeing a pattern here? Search your language and see if you're shutting yourself down by believing in a perceived obstacle.
If you are, stop now and go take an action to pursue your dream. These obstacles do not need to stop you from achieving success and fulfillment in life. Think about the grandma who said that if she could do something she thought impossible at age 70, what else could she have done in her life,
then ask yourself, "What could I do if only believed I could?"
#Selah
See you at the top!!!
MONEY IN THE HANDS OF A FOOL!!!
Ouch! some words are just too piercing, especially when they are directed at us. No,no one would love to be called a fool, but I have learnt during these few days I have lived on earth that for you to make meaningful strides towards success, you need to take an honest look at your life and
judge fairly what you see in your mirror.
Change does not come through hide and seek, but by carefully scrutinizing your lifestyle. The bible in Proverbs says that whoever hides his/her sins will not prosper, but he who confesses them finds mercy.
I must confess that, more often than not, I have acted foolishly, but God has been so gracious to me, especially when I pour out my heart to Him.
Looking at some decisions that I have made in life, including in the area of money, I have been quite some fool! Yes, this is the area I want to dissect on at this point in time; Money in the hand of a fool. Now, dear reader, before you count me out of the
list of sane people,read Proverbs 17:16.
It says, and I quote, "Of what use is money in the hand of a fool,since he has no desire to get wisdom?"(NIV). Thank God I have been saved from the 'hacksaw', the words are coming from the creator Himself.
Money is a very powerful tool that can be used to either build or destroy, therefore we must strive to gain wisdom on how best we can utilize it to our benefit.
Who is a fool? A fool is someone who does not think of tomorrow. Someone whose focus is limited to today and now without thinking of what tomorrow might show up with. I have seen some grey haired men pushing wheelbarrows or begging for
alms on the streets. To your amazement, you would discover that most of these people were well to do, but because of the choices and decisions they made, they are where they are now.
Very few will tell you that their life was that of struggles through and through. Let me hasten to say here that I am not implying that every old man or woman you see on the streets begging or doing jobs that are
otherwise meant for the young is foolish. No, that would be un-African. I would not entertain such a thought in my mind.
They are my fore-bearers, therefore they deserve my respect. Besides, my mother told me to respect elders. Who am I to speak ill of them? But life teaches us many things. It teaches us that we must learn from
the mistakes that others have made.
A fool is someone who see his friend fall into a ditch but still goes, headlong like a horse going for battle, and falls into the same ditch.
It is always painful to see someone misusing hard-earned money. Money which somebody else sweated for, only to be inherited by a guy from nowhere.
Some of these people who inherit their
father's or relatives' property care less. The
financial castle that took years of hard work
and a lot of sacrifice can be brought down in a few days. I have see another thing that baffles me. Some poor people say they
drink liquor so that they can forget their worries, while on the other hand, some rich people overspend on beer and other things to show off. Both the former and latter do not realise that, slowly, they will end up
being poorer,thereby causing Africa to sink deeper and deeper into abject poverty.
Without hope of ever rising up. A vicious spiral. Quite sad indeed. Let me share the following with you;
(1) Money is for investing. Every coin must be used properly and, unless we learn to value it, money will always run away from us, hence we will continue to be beggars.
A fool, as I have alluded to earlier,will not think of tomorrow. He does not know that money has got wings. It might be with you today, but who knows, tomorrow it might fly away. Remember,the Bible tells us that a righteous man will leave an inheritance for his children and his children's children. Therefore we must invest so that our children do not suffer. How can we succeed to eliminate poverty if one has to start all by himself to have wealth without a foundation to start from? Unfortunately, most of us will continue, not from where our parents left, but to start the race on our
own.
(2) Money is for giving. Only a fool will not know that life is full of ups and downs. There are many things that befall us in life. Without anticipation, sickness may strike or worse still one is bound to lose everything that he/she has sweated for under unforeseen circumstances. Therefore, it is always wise to be good to people on your way up because you may need them on your way down. Give, do not withhold money when you can afford to. Remember also to give to God what belongs to Him, bearing in mind that He is the one who gives us power to gain wealth. Sow in God's work also. Only a foolish farmer will eat everything including the seed!
See you at the top!!!
Thursday, 7 April 2016
HADIZA PART 3
Mustapha Kaori felt a pang of regret as he ended the
phone call from Monsul his friend and contact person
at Sokoto. Monsul had called to inform him that Hadiza
the teenage girl he had spotted four months ago was
getting married in two days time.
Mustapha sat down on his chair and held his head in his
hands. He should have made a move on her right from
the first day.
She had seemed so innocent and so full of life when he
saw her in the group of senior students that attended
his seminar in the village school. His eyes had been
riveted on her. She was a brilliant girl. The question she
had shyly asked him was on the conflict between the
western culture and Islamic culture, and was a tad too
advanced for her age.
He had been impressed and had given her a copy of the
day’s edition of DAILY TIMES Newspaper he had
bought from the vendor at Ariya, the headquarters of
Dan-Gubir local government area.
He had studied her facial features and found that she
was very beautiful and attractive. She looked like the
sort of girl he would like to marry…. He had made
inquiries from her principal about her academic
capacities and was informed that she was the brightest
in her class.
“Hadiza is 17 years old and she is very eager to have a
university education’ Mallam Shehu, the school principal
had informed him.
“Alright, I will check with the NGOs in Kano, there
might be one willing to offer her a university
scholarship. Brilliant girls like her should be encouraged
in all ways possible to advance their education. They are
the hope of the Northern region in breaking the
inglorious cycle of poverty and illiteracy”, he had told
the principal.
The thought lurking at the back of his mind was
marriage. At 32 years of age, he was finally ready to
settle down. He didn’t want any of the city girls who
have been spoilt and corrupted. He wanted a simple
Muslim girl from a good family, but what would people
say if he, Mustapha the girl child education advocate
and human rights activist marry a 17 year old? The
fifteen years gap in their age will set tongues wagging.
He had written so many fiery articles denouncing the
girl child marriage practice in Northern Nigeria. He
would be denounced as a hypocrite by the Lagos media
who have grudgingly come to acknowledge him as one
of the leading lights in human rights advocacy in the
country.
He had risen from the poverty and climbed to the top
of his career. The only son of a cattle herdsman, he
had run away from home at the age of 14 as a
stowaway on a truck conveying cattle to the East.
After two days on the road, the truck had broken
down in Lagos and he managed to escape undetected.
Life as a homeless boy on the streets of Lagos had
been very harsh and challenging but he adjusted to the
hardship. He did menial jobs including shoe shinning and
bricklaying to keep body and soul together and to save
money for his education. The little savings accumulated
and he enrolled in an evening school, working by day
and schooling in the evening. He had books and taught
himself the Arabic language. Passersby seeing him
reading would be amused wondering what an aboki
was doing with books.
Fortune smiled on him and he met Alhaji Bukar who
liked his quest for academic fulfillment. He employed him
in his company and from his salary he paid for his
education. He got admission into Unilag to study political
science. In school he actively participated in the
Students union politics.
Now he was a prominent good governance advocate and
human rights activist in the country, holding events,
seminars and workshops throughout the country.
He had asked Monsul to keep an eye on the Hadiza girl
for him.
“There is a girl I saw at my seminar in Sisawa
secondary school yesterday. She is very beautiful and
intelligent. I feel like she is the one I would love to
pick as a wife. Please keep an eye on her for me, get
some information about her family. I will approach
them at the right time. Let me check if I can get an
Ngo to give her a university scholarship”he had told
Monsul.
He would approach her family in a year’s time and
would wait for her to turn 21 years before marrying
her. Now, she was going off to someone else.
With a sense of anger and frustration, Mustapha
opened his laptop and began typing an article on the
dangers of Teenage marriage in the north. He would
use it for his back page DAILY TIMES column and
would ensure that Hadiza gets to read it.
*****************************************************
The nikkah was a success. It was held in Baba
Ahmed’s house. The house had gotten a new look. The
walls had been repainted and beautiful flowers and
decorations were placed at strategic places. The
compound was filled with invited guests and family
members. Traditional musicians entertained the guests,
blowing on their flutes and drumming. Hadiza was in
her room beautifully decked in her colourful traditional
wear and surrounded by her female friends, mother,
aunties, cousins and other relatives. Most of them were
offering pieces of advice and prayers for her.
“Za ka ji dadin ka aure, you will enjoy your marriage”
“Allah ya albarkace ku iya aure, may God bless your
marriage” “Amin” “Look at our kano princess, she how
beautiful she is!”
“Nagode”
The dowry, sadaki had been paid by Danladi and his
family.
The representatives of the bride and groom handled the
wedding vows according to tradition. The ceremony was
presided over by Sheikh Adulrahman Zuni, the imam of
the village Mosque.
Hadiza was splashed with gifts by her groom’s family in
the Budan kai ceremony. She had never seen so much
display of wealth before. It was true that she was
indeed marrying a rich man.
After the exchange of vows and the recitation of the
holy Quran, it was time for walimah. There was
enough to eat and drink and the guests ate to their
fill.
The next day, Hadiza was ready to be conveyed to her
matrimonial home. She was finally leaving the village for
the big city of Kano.
Danlaldi informed her that they would drive to Sokoto
city airport and then take a flight to Kano. She was
excited and apprehensive, it would be her first time of
travelling by air.
“Kada ka ji tsoro, ba za ka son shi”, Danladi said with a
reassuring arm around her as they drove away in his
car.
“Ina roÆ™onka haka” she replied.
She leaned against the back seat of the car and took
a deep breath. The air conditioning in the vehicle felt
soothing and relaxing, she was feeling a bit sleepy and
tired. Her eyes fell on a newspaper lying beside her on
the seat. She recognized it immediately, the DAILY
TIMES, the same newspaper Mustapha had given to
her.
Hadiza took it up and went straight to the back page
and as expected Mustapha’s column was on it. The
headline read:
VESICO VAGINA FISTULA: THE SCOURGE OF
TEENAGE MARRIAGE AND PREGNANCY IN
NORTHERN NIGERIA
Hadiza was frightened at what she read. Mustapha was
unveiling statistics of young girls suffering from the
horrific condition. He was calling on and urging the
government officials and authorities to immediately put
an end to the practice.
“Oh, you are reading Mustapha’s column? Crazy guy,
the dude is a psycho and noise maker. He practices a
warped version of Islam and calls himself a women
rights activist. He thinks women are equal to men. I
don’t know why he thinks a woman’s place is not in
the kitchen. He writes well though. I like the daily
times and so I buy all their editions every day, you will
be having lots of newspapers to read at home.” Danladi
said with a nonchalant smile at her.
“Mjina you are right, I like the way he writes”. She
replied in a half hearted tone.
Hadiza heart was beating as thoughts flooded her mind.
Was this article a direct message to her from
Mustapha? Did he write this to coincide with her
marriage? She was increasingly becoming frightened by
what he said will happen to the vaginal tract of young
mothers during child birth. Danladi suddenly looked like
an ugly bully who will imprison her. She wondered if he
knew that she knew and loved Mustapha. The trip to
Kano suddenly lost fascination for her.
Hadiza almost screamed out when her eyes landed on
the bottom of the page.
“PS: An anonymous poem to an anonymous lover
To you my bright jewel
Betrothed to another
Life is so cruel
We could have been together
Love is the fuel
That lights up the fire in my heart
We could have been together
If you only could have had a little patience
For a few more years
All what I have left now is sad tears”
There was no doubt in her mind that Mustapha was
writing to her!
“Ya Allah na” Hadiza said silently in her mind as the
blood coursed through her veins. Mustpha loves her! But
he should have contacted her, he should have just said
the word and she would have done everything to be
with him even eloping with him. Now, she was stuck in
a marriage with a man she didn’t love. She was facing
an uncertain future all because she wanted to please
her parents, all because she wanted to be an obedient
Muslim girl.
Tears welled in her eyes and she started sobbing softly.
She tried clumsily to wipe and hide them from her
husband.
Dandali heard her sniffing. He glanced at her and
smiled. She was just the first of the four wives he
was entitled to marry in his religion. He wouldn’t
interrupt her, let her cry on. Her tears were tears of
loneliness occasioned by leaving one’s family for the
first time. She was just overwhelmed and would be
alright when they arrive in Kano. He couldn’t wait to
take possession of her nubile body with firm breasts.
The pleasures he would get from her body will be
enormous. Tonight he will be in Paradise.
THE END.
phone call from Monsul his friend and contact person
at Sokoto. Monsul had called to inform him that Hadiza
the teenage girl he had spotted four months ago was
getting married in two days time.
Mustapha sat down on his chair and held his head in his
hands. He should have made a move on her right from
the first day.
She had seemed so innocent and so full of life when he
saw her in the group of senior students that attended
his seminar in the village school. His eyes had been
riveted on her. She was a brilliant girl. The question she
had shyly asked him was on the conflict between the
western culture and Islamic culture, and was a tad too
advanced for her age.
He had been impressed and had given her a copy of the
day’s edition of DAILY TIMES Newspaper he had
bought from the vendor at Ariya, the headquarters of
Dan-Gubir local government area.
He had studied her facial features and found that she
was very beautiful and attractive. She looked like the
sort of girl he would like to marry…. He had made
inquiries from her principal about her academic
capacities and was informed that she was the brightest
in her class.
“Hadiza is 17 years old and she is very eager to have a
university education’ Mallam Shehu, the school principal
had informed him.
“Alright, I will check with the NGOs in Kano, there
might be one willing to offer her a university
scholarship. Brilliant girls like her should be encouraged
in all ways possible to advance their education. They are
the hope of the Northern region in breaking the
inglorious cycle of poverty and illiteracy”, he had told
the principal.
The thought lurking at the back of his mind was
marriage. At 32 years of age, he was finally ready to
settle down. He didn’t want any of the city girls who
have been spoilt and corrupted. He wanted a simple
Muslim girl from a good family, but what would people
say if he, Mustapha the girl child education advocate
and human rights activist marry a 17 year old? The
fifteen years gap in their age will set tongues wagging.
He had written so many fiery articles denouncing the
girl child marriage practice in Northern Nigeria. He
would be denounced as a hypocrite by the Lagos media
who have grudgingly come to acknowledge him as one
of the leading lights in human rights advocacy in the
country.
He had risen from the poverty and climbed to the top
of his career. The only son of a cattle herdsman, he
had run away from home at the age of 14 as a
stowaway on a truck conveying cattle to the East.
After two days on the road, the truck had broken
down in Lagos and he managed to escape undetected.
Life as a homeless boy on the streets of Lagos had
been very harsh and challenging but he adjusted to the
hardship. He did menial jobs including shoe shinning and
bricklaying to keep body and soul together and to save
money for his education. The little savings accumulated
and he enrolled in an evening school, working by day
and schooling in the evening. He had books and taught
himself the Arabic language. Passersby seeing him
reading would be amused wondering what an aboki
was doing with books.
Fortune smiled on him and he met Alhaji Bukar who
liked his quest for academic fulfillment. He employed him
in his company and from his salary he paid for his
education. He got admission into Unilag to study political
science. In school he actively participated in the
Students union politics.
Now he was a prominent good governance advocate and
human rights activist in the country, holding events,
seminars and workshops throughout the country.
He had asked Monsul to keep an eye on the Hadiza girl
for him.
“There is a girl I saw at my seminar in Sisawa
secondary school yesterday. She is very beautiful and
intelligent. I feel like she is the one I would love to
pick as a wife. Please keep an eye on her for me, get
some information about her family. I will approach
them at the right time. Let me check if I can get an
Ngo to give her a university scholarship”he had told
Monsul.
He would approach her family in a year’s time and
would wait for her to turn 21 years before marrying
her. Now, she was going off to someone else.
With a sense of anger and frustration, Mustapha
opened his laptop and began typing an article on the
dangers of Teenage marriage in the north. He would
use it for his back page DAILY TIMES column and
would ensure that Hadiza gets to read it.
*****************************************************
The nikkah was a success. It was held in Baba
Ahmed’s house. The house had gotten a new look. The
walls had been repainted and beautiful flowers and
decorations were placed at strategic places. The
compound was filled with invited guests and family
members. Traditional musicians entertained the guests,
blowing on their flutes and drumming. Hadiza was in
her room beautifully decked in her colourful traditional
wear and surrounded by her female friends, mother,
aunties, cousins and other relatives. Most of them were
offering pieces of advice and prayers for her.
“Za ka ji dadin ka aure, you will enjoy your marriage”
“Allah ya albarkace ku iya aure, may God bless your
marriage” “Amin” “Look at our kano princess, she how
beautiful she is!”
“Nagode”
The dowry, sadaki had been paid by Danladi and his
family.
The representatives of the bride and groom handled the
wedding vows according to tradition. The ceremony was
presided over by Sheikh Adulrahman Zuni, the imam of
the village Mosque.
Hadiza was splashed with gifts by her groom’s family in
the Budan kai ceremony. She had never seen so much
display of wealth before. It was true that she was
indeed marrying a rich man.
After the exchange of vows and the recitation of the
holy Quran, it was time for walimah. There was
enough to eat and drink and the guests ate to their
fill.
The next day, Hadiza was ready to be conveyed to her
matrimonial home. She was finally leaving the village for
the big city of Kano.
Danlaldi informed her that they would drive to Sokoto
city airport and then take a flight to Kano. She was
excited and apprehensive, it would be her first time of
travelling by air.
“Kada ka ji tsoro, ba za ka son shi”, Danladi said with a
reassuring arm around her as they drove away in his
car.
“Ina roÆ™onka haka” she replied.
She leaned against the back seat of the car and took
a deep breath. The air conditioning in the vehicle felt
soothing and relaxing, she was feeling a bit sleepy and
tired. Her eyes fell on a newspaper lying beside her on
the seat. She recognized it immediately, the DAILY
TIMES, the same newspaper Mustapha had given to
her.
Hadiza took it up and went straight to the back page
and as expected Mustapha’s column was on it. The
headline read:
VESICO VAGINA FISTULA: THE SCOURGE OF
TEENAGE MARRIAGE AND PREGNANCY IN
NORTHERN NIGERIA
Hadiza was frightened at what she read. Mustapha was
unveiling statistics of young girls suffering from the
horrific condition. He was calling on and urging the
government officials and authorities to immediately put
an end to the practice.
“Oh, you are reading Mustapha’s column? Crazy guy,
the dude is a psycho and noise maker. He practices a
warped version of Islam and calls himself a women
rights activist. He thinks women are equal to men. I
don’t know why he thinks a woman’s place is not in
the kitchen. He writes well though. I like the daily
times and so I buy all their editions every day, you will
be having lots of newspapers to read at home.” Danladi
said with a nonchalant smile at her.
“Mjina you are right, I like the way he writes”. She
replied in a half hearted tone.
Hadiza heart was beating as thoughts flooded her mind.
Was this article a direct message to her from
Mustapha? Did he write this to coincide with her
marriage? She was increasingly becoming frightened by
what he said will happen to the vaginal tract of young
mothers during child birth. Danladi suddenly looked like
an ugly bully who will imprison her. She wondered if he
knew that she knew and loved Mustapha. The trip to
Kano suddenly lost fascination for her.
Hadiza almost screamed out when her eyes landed on
the bottom of the page.
“PS: An anonymous poem to an anonymous lover
To you my bright jewel
Betrothed to another
Life is so cruel
We could have been together
Love is the fuel
That lights up the fire in my heart
We could have been together
If you only could have had a little patience
For a few more years
All what I have left now is sad tears”
There was no doubt in her mind that Mustapha was
writing to her!
“Ya Allah na” Hadiza said silently in her mind as the
blood coursed through her veins. Mustpha loves her! But
he should have contacted her, he should have just said
the word and she would have done everything to be
with him even eloping with him. Now, she was stuck in
a marriage with a man she didn’t love. She was facing
an uncertain future all because she wanted to please
her parents, all because she wanted to be an obedient
Muslim girl.
Tears welled in her eyes and she started sobbing softly.
She tried clumsily to wipe and hide them from her
husband.
Dandali heard her sniffing. He glanced at her and
smiled. She was just the first of the four wives he
was entitled to marry in his religion. He wouldn’t
interrupt her, let her cry on. Her tears were tears of
loneliness occasioned by leaving one’s family for the
first time. She was just overwhelmed and would be
alright when they arrive in Kano. He couldn’t wait to
take possession of her nubile body with firm breasts.
The pleasures he would get from her body will be
enormous. Tonight he will be in Paradise.
THE END.
HADIZA PART 2
It is whispered in the streets of Sisawa that it is her
beauty that will destroy her, “look at that girl, she is
very proud, she is too beautiful, someone should marry
her off before these kafiris come and corrupt her”,
men would say as she walked past them on her way to
draw water from the village stream. Hadiza is a bit too
tall for her age, she is light complexioned with an
aquiline nose, her body is curvy and although her hijab
covers her face, one can catch a glimpse every now
and then of the gorgeous face with white smiling eyes.
Hadiza is a brilliant young girl, who has just finished her
secondary school education in Government secondary
school Sisawa, Sokoto. Many young men have fallen
under her spell and have approached her for marriage.
They all say they are in love with her and would see
her father to seek for his consent. Hadiza always
laughs them off. She is an unconventional Hausa girl.
She is in love with the western culture and wants to
live in the western world. She is not cut out for life in
the village. If only she could get a scholarship to the
university in Zaria….
Baba Ahmed her father is a farmer. He grows
tomatoes and watermelons in his farm. He also has five
cows in his herd. The cows are herded and looked after
by Kabiru his 23 years old son.
Hadiza wants to be a non conformist and activist like
Mustapha Kaori a young man who came to her school
at the beginning of the Ss3 first term for the girl
child education and enlightenment campaign for
secondary school students. Mustapha had spoken
passionately on the need for the girls to be educated
to the highest level. He had told them about Malala, a
Palestinian teenager like them who was making global
impact. He had showed them her pictures and her
projects. They had all been awed.
Hadiza resolve to go to university was further
strengthened by Mustapha’s speech. When he left her
school after the speech, she felt like going away with
him. If only she could slip away to Lagos and meet
him….
At the beginning of his speech, he had told them that
he lived in Lagos and risen from grass to grace. He had
run away from the life of being a cattle herder. Now
he was a powerful man where everything he said was
reported in the news.
Mustapha had given her a newspaper as a gift for
being the only one to ask him a question during question
time after his speech. She had seen the name of the
newspaper; THE DAILY TIMES.
She had read the newspaper later in the evening after
washing the dishes and assisting Kabiru in fetching
water for the cattle to drink. At the back of the
newspaper was Mustapha’s picture, he was a columnist
for the newspaper. As she read she realized that
Mustapha is a follower of Mai Gaskiya, a staunch
Buhari loyalist. He was writing good things about
General Buhari and was asking the people to vote for
Buhari in the presidential election.
Hadiza wondered if Mustapha will reply her if she sent
him a letter, she wondered if he liked her…he was
very handsome and young, far younger than mallam
Sanni the mathematics teacher. She wondered if he will
be shocked if she tells him that she loves him….maybe
he will yell at her and call her a bad girl…maybe she
was a bad girl afterall to be thinking of such things…
maybe Shaitan has entered into her…she would have to
pray to Allah to deliver her from the evil jinn.
But if she could see Mustapha in Lagos, she would talk
to him and tell him how much she like the way he uses
the big words to write. Maybe he would be pleased
with her…maybe he would be happy to hear her tell
him that she loves him….maybe he might even marry
her. She would be a great scientist while he would be a
great activist.
But she had no means of going to Lagos and definitely
had no inkling where Mustapha lives in Lagos….
With the approval given by baba to Danladi, her
marriage to him was certain. Hadiza was worried
because knew little about Dandali. Aside from the fact
that he is a native of sisawa village who gre up in
Kano city, she knew next to nothing about him. Mama
said that Dandali’s father was an old-time friend of
baba and that he had told his son about her.
“Ameenah, I am scared, I don’t want to marry yet. I
am too young” Hadiza confided in her friend as they
sat in the house. Ameenah was her classmate and best
friend.
“But this man has money. He lives in Kano and will
take good care of you. If I were you, I will be very
happy” Ameenah said.
“I want to go to university. I have a feeling that
when i enter that man’s house he will not allow me to
go to school anymore”
“Hadiza, you know our tradition, women should not go
to school or else they will become disobedient and start
fighting with their husband. Too much education makes
a woman mad” Ameenah cautioned.
“I will run away to Lagos walahi!” Hadiza proclaimed.
“Run away to do what in Lagos? Oh, I know, you still
have a crush on that Mustapha man? Hadiza, that man
is far ahead of your level and you know it. You are
just a small girl. Stop these silly dreams and obey your
parents. Have you ever been to Kano before?”
Ameenah inquired.
“No, I hear it is a fine place”
“I went to Kano five years ago with my uncle for
Sallah. Kano is a big and fine city! There are so many
people living there and if you throw a seed of millet up
in the sky, it will not find place to land wallahi! There
are very tall houses that reach the sky, it is just like
London! The roads are long and very fine with flashy
cars driving on them. If old Farouk was to be in Kano,
he won’t be able to cross any of the road!” The two
girls giggled at the joke at the expense of baba Farouk,
an old man in the village reputed for sluggishness.
Ameenah continued, “I saw people there from all parts
of Nigeria, wearing all kinds of fine clothes that made
me jealous. Kai!”
“Kano sounds like a good place. I need to be there! Did
you visit the market?”
“Yes of course! The market is three times bigger than
the size of our village!
“Wow, you don’t mean it!”
“Yes, you can easily lose your way in that market,
there are so many shops filled with goods and items,
you must have lots of money because things there are
expensive. I didn’t stay long in the market because we
had to attend the Sallah Dubar in the afternoon. I
saw the Emir of Kano riding on his horse! Sometimes I
wonder if our Sultan in Sokoto is bigger in position
than the Emir”
“I can’t wait to visit Kano!” Hadiza exclaimed.
“And you have the golden opportunity now. Marry
Danladi”
Hadiza leaned against the wall and sighed.
********************************************************
Hadiza stood before Baba and waited for him to finish
praying. Baba sat cross legged on his prayer mat. He
held the Misbaba in his hand. He had running his
hands along the beads as he recited the 99 names of
Allah. A Quran lay on the mat beside him.
“Allahu Arbar!” he said as he finished praying and
turned towards Hadiza.
“Danladi and his people will be coming next week for
the Sarana . I thought I should inform you”
“Alright baba”
“Hadiza my daughter, you know I want the best for
you, you will marry him kwuo?”
“Yes baba” Hadiza replied.
“Al-hamdulilah” he said with a smile and a look of relief
on his wrinkled face.
“Is your mother aware of your decision?”
“Yes baba, I have informed her”
“Alright you can go” he waved her off.
Hadiza left the room. She had decided to go along with
her father’s wish. She had decided to marry Danladi.
beauty that will destroy her, “look at that girl, she is
very proud, she is too beautiful, someone should marry
her off before these kafiris come and corrupt her”,
men would say as she walked past them on her way to
draw water from the village stream. Hadiza is a bit too
tall for her age, she is light complexioned with an
aquiline nose, her body is curvy and although her hijab
covers her face, one can catch a glimpse every now
and then of the gorgeous face with white smiling eyes.
Hadiza is a brilliant young girl, who has just finished her
secondary school education in Government secondary
school Sisawa, Sokoto. Many young men have fallen
under her spell and have approached her for marriage.
They all say they are in love with her and would see
her father to seek for his consent. Hadiza always
laughs them off. She is an unconventional Hausa girl.
She is in love with the western culture and wants to
live in the western world. She is not cut out for life in
the village. If only she could get a scholarship to the
university in Zaria….
Baba Ahmed her father is a farmer. He grows
tomatoes and watermelons in his farm. He also has five
cows in his herd. The cows are herded and looked after
by Kabiru his 23 years old son.
Hadiza wants to be a non conformist and activist like
Mustapha Kaori a young man who came to her school
at the beginning of the Ss3 first term for the girl
child education and enlightenment campaign for
secondary school students. Mustapha had spoken
passionately on the need for the girls to be educated
to the highest level. He had told them about Malala, a
Palestinian teenager like them who was making global
impact. He had showed them her pictures and her
projects. They had all been awed.
Hadiza resolve to go to university was further
strengthened by Mustapha’s speech. When he left her
school after the speech, she felt like going away with
him. If only she could slip away to Lagos and meet
him….
At the beginning of his speech, he had told them that
he lived in Lagos and risen from grass to grace. He had
run away from the life of being a cattle herder. Now
he was a powerful man where everything he said was
reported in the news.
Mustapha had given her a newspaper as a gift for
being the only one to ask him a question during question
time after his speech. She had seen the name of the
newspaper; THE DAILY TIMES.
She had read the newspaper later in the evening after
washing the dishes and assisting Kabiru in fetching
water for the cattle to drink. At the back of the
newspaper was Mustapha’s picture, he was a columnist
for the newspaper. As she read she realized that
Mustapha is a follower of Mai Gaskiya, a staunch
Buhari loyalist. He was writing good things about
General Buhari and was asking the people to vote for
Buhari in the presidential election.
Hadiza wondered if Mustapha will reply her if she sent
him a letter, she wondered if he liked her…he was
very handsome and young, far younger than mallam
Sanni the mathematics teacher. She wondered if he will
be shocked if she tells him that she loves him….maybe
he will yell at her and call her a bad girl…maybe she
was a bad girl afterall to be thinking of such things…
maybe Shaitan has entered into her…she would have to
pray to Allah to deliver her from the evil jinn.
But if she could see Mustapha in Lagos, she would talk
to him and tell him how much she like the way he uses
the big words to write. Maybe he would be pleased
with her…maybe he would be happy to hear her tell
him that she loves him….maybe he might even marry
her. She would be a great scientist while he would be a
great activist.
But she had no means of going to Lagos and definitely
had no inkling where Mustapha lives in Lagos….
With the approval given by baba to Danladi, her
marriage to him was certain. Hadiza was worried
because knew little about Dandali. Aside from the fact
that he is a native of sisawa village who gre up in
Kano city, she knew next to nothing about him. Mama
said that Dandali’s father was an old-time friend of
baba and that he had told his son about her.
“Ameenah, I am scared, I don’t want to marry yet. I
am too young” Hadiza confided in her friend as they
sat in the house. Ameenah was her classmate and best
friend.
“But this man has money. He lives in Kano and will
take good care of you. If I were you, I will be very
happy” Ameenah said.
“I want to go to university. I have a feeling that
when i enter that man’s house he will not allow me to
go to school anymore”
“Hadiza, you know our tradition, women should not go
to school or else they will become disobedient and start
fighting with their husband. Too much education makes
a woman mad” Ameenah cautioned.
“I will run away to Lagos walahi!” Hadiza proclaimed.
“Run away to do what in Lagos? Oh, I know, you still
have a crush on that Mustapha man? Hadiza, that man
is far ahead of your level and you know it. You are
just a small girl. Stop these silly dreams and obey your
parents. Have you ever been to Kano before?”
Ameenah inquired.
“No, I hear it is a fine place”
“I went to Kano five years ago with my uncle for
Sallah. Kano is a big and fine city! There are so many
people living there and if you throw a seed of millet up
in the sky, it will not find place to land wallahi! There
are very tall houses that reach the sky, it is just like
London! The roads are long and very fine with flashy
cars driving on them. If old Farouk was to be in Kano,
he won’t be able to cross any of the road!” The two
girls giggled at the joke at the expense of baba Farouk,
an old man in the village reputed for sluggishness.
Ameenah continued, “I saw people there from all parts
of Nigeria, wearing all kinds of fine clothes that made
me jealous. Kai!”
“Kano sounds like a good place. I need to be there! Did
you visit the market?”
“Yes of course! The market is three times bigger than
the size of our village!
“Wow, you don’t mean it!”
“Yes, you can easily lose your way in that market,
there are so many shops filled with goods and items,
you must have lots of money because things there are
expensive. I didn’t stay long in the market because we
had to attend the Sallah Dubar in the afternoon. I
saw the Emir of Kano riding on his horse! Sometimes I
wonder if our Sultan in Sokoto is bigger in position
than the Emir”
“I can’t wait to visit Kano!” Hadiza exclaimed.
“And you have the golden opportunity now. Marry
Danladi”
Hadiza leaned against the wall and sighed.
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Hadiza stood before Baba and waited for him to finish
praying. Baba sat cross legged on his prayer mat. He
held the Misbaba in his hand. He had running his
hands along the beads as he recited the 99 names of
Allah. A Quran lay on the mat beside him.
“Allahu Arbar!” he said as he finished praying and
turned towards Hadiza.
“Danladi and his people will be coming next week for
the Sarana . I thought I should inform you”
“Alright baba”
“Hadiza my daughter, you know I want the best for
you, you will marry him kwuo?”
“Yes baba” Hadiza replied.
“Al-hamdulilah” he said with a smile and a look of relief
on his wrinkled face.
“Is your mother aware of your decision?”
“Yes baba, I have informed her”
“Alright you can go” he waved her off.
Hadiza left the room. She had decided to go along with
her father’s wish. She had decided to marry Danladi.
HADIZA PART 1
Hadiza was not happy because the day she had been
avoiding had finally come. The signs were ominous. The
men sitting with baba in the living room came to
discuss something that had to do with her. She was
disgusted ever since she heard of their plans and had
been nursing thoughts of running away from the house.
At 17 years of age, Hadiza wasn’t interested in
marriage. Danladi Umar and his family members were in
the house to meet her father and to seek the consent
of her family for her hand in marriage.
Danladi had informed her during last year’s Sallah
celebration that he loved her and would want her to be
his wife. He said he would be coming soon to meet her
parents. She had laughed him off and asked him if none
of the beautiful ladies in Kano had caught his eyes.
She had told him that she wasn’t interested in
marrying him.
Now, on this hot sunny Friday afternoon with the chilly
harmattan breeze blowing wildly, Danladi and four of
his family members were drinking cups of kunu in
Baba’s hut, exchanging pleasantries with baba and her
mother. Baba Ahmed must have been given a prior
knowledge of the visit because he had returned from
the Friday Jummah prayer in the mosque much earlier
than usual to open his door to the visitors.
Danladi’s dad, an old man with a long white beard was
the head of the team and acted as the spokesman.
They had brought along with them kolanuts, two bags
of salt, sweets, perfumes and a few other items as
demanded by tradition.
Aisha, her mother had come to call Hadiza. Hadiza was
sitting on the low wall at the backyard stirring the
milk in the pot on fire. She was putting final touches
in the preparation of the fura de nunu for the
afternoon meal.
“Yata, my daughter, come to the sitting room and meet
some visitors who have come to visit you” Hadiza’s mum
tapped her lightly on the back.
“Uwa ta, I know what they want. I don’t want to
get married now” Hadiza shook her head with a
defiantly.
“You should have a change of mind, Hadiza, this is what
is best for you! You are old enough to get married.
Come and greet them, and wear a bright smile on your
face” Aisha pressurized.
With a sigh, Hadiza grudgingly followed her mother and
entered the house. Baba’s living room was the first
door by the right.
The men on sighting her as she entered the room all
smiled warmly at her. Danladi clad in his white kaftan
dress and a multi colored cap gave her the brightest
smile. She could see his gap teeth as he beamed at her.
She gave him a furtive glance and greeted the men
with a blank look on her face.
“Sannu, salama alaikum”
“Kina lahiya?”the eldest man inquired.
“lafiya lau” Hadiza replied.
“Megida, here she is” Aisha said to her husband.
“Hadiza, my daughter, my friend Alhaji Yero and his
people have come to see you. They are here to seek
your hand in marriage. Danladi says he loves you and
wants to marry you. What do you say? Will you marry
him”, the tone of his voice and excited look on baba’s
face showed that he had already given his consent.
“Baba, I don’t want to marry now, I am too young
for marriage. I want to go to school”
The men all burst out laughing. Baba stared at his
daughter with a look of disbelief on his face.
“My daughter do you know how old your mother was
when I married her? I know you are doing what
women do when they want something. At first they
give a little resistance and pretend as if they don’t
want it. You are going to marry the fine gentleman
Danladi. He is from a good home. Alhaji Yero and his
family are good people.
“Baba, I want to attend university first and graduate.
I want to prepare for Jamb which is coming up next
month…”
Danladi quickly cut in,
“You will attend University and graduate insha Allah
after our marriage. Hadiza have no fear, I will take
care of you”. His family members nodded approvingly.
“Have you heard that Hadiza?” Baba addressed his
daughter. “You young people are so stubborn these
days. What use does a university education have for
you at this point in time? You have finished secondary
school and have passed waec. That should be enough for
a woman. You can leave us now!” Baba said angrily.
Hadiza swiftly walked out of the room and headed to
the backyard. She leaned against the baobab tree with
long branches and began sobbing.
Why couldn’t baba see the value and importance of
education? She had big dreams of going to university
and studying science. She wanted to finish school and
become a scientist. She loved seeing the pictures of the
men and women in the laboratory wearing those white
cloths they called lab cloth in her Biology text book.
She loved seeing them standing over with the big
microscopes peering down at the specimens. She wants
to be like them. She wants to research on bacteria,
virus, fungi and find the cure for diseases.
Marriage to Danladi was going to cut short her dreams.
She would be indoors for most of the time as a married
woman. She would start giving birth to many children.
If only her parents could understand and see reason
with her….
“Hadiza, stop crying, it is okay” Aisha said as she laid
her hand across her daughter’s shoulder and drew her
to herself.
“Mama, I don’t want to marry. I want to go to
university!”Hadiza sobbed.
“You will go to university, Walahi! Dandali says he will
allow you to study. He is a good man and means well
for you. Hadiza my daughter, Danladi is very rich. Can
you see that jeep in front of the house? That is one
of his cars. He works in a big government office in the
big city of Kano. Don’t you want to leave this small
village and live in the city? Danladi will take you to
Mecca for the hajj as many times as you want. Your
father and I have not been able to perform the hajj
because of our poor state. This is your chance to be
called as an Alhaja and lift us out of poverty. You know
baba’s health is failing and he can’t farm as hard as he
used to do before. We need money. Dandali is not only
handsome, he is also young and rich, marry him”
“But I don’t love him!”Hadiza exclaimed.
“I didn’t love your father when I married him. I was
only 13 years and everything felt strange to me. But I
had to accept my fate and today I am a fulfilled
woman”
Her mother left her and walked into the kitchen. She
would treat the visitors to some steaming plates of
Tuwo shinkafi alongside Miyan kuka soup.
avoiding had finally come. The signs were ominous. The
men sitting with baba in the living room came to
discuss something that had to do with her. She was
disgusted ever since she heard of their plans and had
been nursing thoughts of running away from the house.
At 17 years of age, Hadiza wasn’t interested in
marriage. Danladi Umar and his family members were in
the house to meet her father and to seek the consent
of her family for her hand in marriage.
Danladi had informed her during last year’s Sallah
celebration that he loved her and would want her to be
his wife. He said he would be coming soon to meet her
parents. She had laughed him off and asked him if none
of the beautiful ladies in Kano had caught his eyes.
She had told him that she wasn’t interested in
marrying him.
Now, on this hot sunny Friday afternoon with the chilly
harmattan breeze blowing wildly, Danladi and four of
his family members were drinking cups of kunu in
Baba’s hut, exchanging pleasantries with baba and her
mother. Baba Ahmed must have been given a prior
knowledge of the visit because he had returned from
the Friday Jummah prayer in the mosque much earlier
than usual to open his door to the visitors.
Danladi’s dad, an old man with a long white beard was
the head of the team and acted as the spokesman.
They had brought along with them kolanuts, two bags
of salt, sweets, perfumes and a few other items as
demanded by tradition.
Aisha, her mother had come to call Hadiza. Hadiza was
sitting on the low wall at the backyard stirring the
milk in the pot on fire. She was putting final touches
in the preparation of the fura de nunu for the
afternoon meal.
“Yata, my daughter, come to the sitting room and meet
some visitors who have come to visit you” Hadiza’s mum
tapped her lightly on the back.
“Uwa ta, I know what they want. I don’t want to
get married now” Hadiza shook her head with a
defiantly.
“You should have a change of mind, Hadiza, this is what
is best for you! You are old enough to get married.
Come and greet them, and wear a bright smile on your
face” Aisha pressurized.
With a sigh, Hadiza grudgingly followed her mother and
entered the house. Baba’s living room was the first
door by the right.
The men on sighting her as she entered the room all
smiled warmly at her. Danladi clad in his white kaftan
dress and a multi colored cap gave her the brightest
smile. She could see his gap teeth as he beamed at her.
She gave him a furtive glance and greeted the men
with a blank look on her face.
“Sannu, salama alaikum”
“Kina lahiya?”the eldest man inquired.
“lafiya lau” Hadiza replied.
“Megida, here she is” Aisha said to her husband.
“Hadiza, my daughter, my friend Alhaji Yero and his
people have come to see you. They are here to seek
your hand in marriage. Danladi says he loves you and
wants to marry you. What do you say? Will you marry
him”, the tone of his voice and excited look on baba’s
face showed that he had already given his consent.
“Baba, I don’t want to marry now, I am too young
for marriage. I want to go to school”
The men all burst out laughing. Baba stared at his
daughter with a look of disbelief on his face.
“My daughter do you know how old your mother was
when I married her? I know you are doing what
women do when they want something. At first they
give a little resistance and pretend as if they don’t
want it. You are going to marry the fine gentleman
Danladi. He is from a good home. Alhaji Yero and his
family are good people.
“Baba, I want to attend university first and graduate.
I want to prepare for Jamb which is coming up next
month…”
Danladi quickly cut in,
“You will attend University and graduate insha Allah
after our marriage. Hadiza have no fear, I will take
care of you”. His family members nodded approvingly.
“Have you heard that Hadiza?” Baba addressed his
daughter. “You young people are so stubborn these
days. What use does a university education have for
you at this point in time? You have finished secondary
school and have passed waec. That should be enough for
a woman. You can leave us now!” Baba said angrily.
Hadiza swiftly walked out of the room and headed to
the backyard. She leaned against the baobab tree with
long branches and began sobbing.
Why couldn’t baba see the value and importance of
education? She had big dreams of going to university
and studying science. She wanted to finish school and
become a scientist. She loved seeing the pictures of the
men and women in the laboratory wearing those white
cloths they called lab cloth in her Biology text book.
She loved seeing them standing over with the big
microscopes peering down at the specimens. She wants
to be like them. She wants to research on bacteria,
virus, fungi and find the cure for diseases.
Marriage to Danladi was going to cut short her dreams.
She would be indoors for most of the time as a married
woman. She would start giving birth to many children.
If only her parents could understand and see reason
with her….
“Hadiza, stop crying, it is okay” Aisha said as she laid
her hand across her daughter’s shoulder and drew her
to herself.
“Mama, I don’t want to marry. I want to go to
university!”Hadiza sobbed.
“You will go to university, Walahi! Dandali says he will
allow you to study. He is a good man and means well
for you. Hadiza my daughter, Danladi is very rich. Can
you see that jeep in front of the house? That is one
of his cars. He works in a big government office in the
big city of Kano. Don’t you want to leave this small
village and live in the city? Danladi will take you to
Mecca for the hajj as many times as you want. Your
father and I have not been able to perform the hajj
because of our poor state. This is your chance to be
called as an Alhaja and lift us out of poverty. You know
baba’s health is failing and he can’t farm as hard as he
used to do before. We need money. Dandali is not only
handsome, he is also young and rich, marry him”
“But I don’t love him!”Hadiza exclaimed.
“I didn’t love your father when I married him. I was
only 13 years and everything felt strange to me. But I
had to accept my fate and today I am a fulfilled
woman”
Her mother left her and walked into the kitchen. She
would treat the visitors to some steaming plates of
Tuwo shinkafi alongside Miyan kuka soup.
Wednesday, 6 April 2016
FORBIDDEN LOVE 18
The next day at school, the siren went off for our morning
assembly. I was certain that assembly was going to be long as it
was the last day of school and the incident that happened last night
was going to be talked about. After our normal activity on the
assembly, the principal walked to the front on of the students for
the usual announcement but with a very stern look. She cleared her
throat before speaking and then brought up the incident that
happened the night before. She said basically everything the house
master had said that night and said the boys were not going to go
scot free. I wasn’t mentioned because I was just a victim but they
did mention that a girl was almost raped by them. Senior Daniel
unluckily wasn’t going to go unpunished either for beating up
someone to an unconscious state. The three boys who had almost
raped me were expelled while senior Daniel was suspended. They
were all called out by the angry principal and flogged by the
strictest teacher in our school, Mr. Alabi.
Assembly that morning got some looking very excited, some looking
very serious and the rest unhappy. The principal made mention that
anyone who committed an offence like them or even close would also
not go unpunished. I was so sad for senior Daniel because I knew it
was all because of me. I started feeling very guilty. If only he had
just left the boy when he was still very much okay, this wouldn’t
happen. I needed to talk to him but I couldn’t get hold of him
because they were all taken to the principal’s office after. The
drums began for us to match back to our classes.
Later that day, Anabelle left school for her house as her parents’
driver had come to pick her up and a few minutes later, I was told
that my uncle was waiting to pick me up. I was actually expecting
my parents to come for me but anyway, I was happy I was finally
going home. Even though I wasn’t as happy as I thought I would
be, because of the case of senior Daniel, there was nothing I could
do. The principal had called me earlier and spoken to me about the
whole situation, consoling me and being thankful to God that senior
Daniel came on time even though he still ended up doing something
wrong. I was pushed to say that senior Daniel be left alone since he
was only trying to help but I couldn’t because he wasn’t supposed
to overly react and beat someone almost to death.
Anyway, I went to meet uncle Sam who was waiting for me at the
hostel gate. He smiled when he saw me even though I felt it didn’t
look genuine, He hugged me and told me to go bring my luggage.
After I was down with my luggage, I signed out of the hostel and
drove off with uncle Sam. The uncle Sam I knew didn’t say much
while we were in the car. I was tempted to tell him all that had
happened but I kept quiet as the atmosphere didn’t seem like it
was convenient enough. When we got to my house, excited to see
Esther and my parents (that is, if they would have been back from
work), I jumped out of the car. I went to bring out my luggage
from the car when uncle Sam told me not to worry as he would help
me with it. I skipped happily into the house shouting Esther’s name.
I saw Frank who didn’t look so bright but greeted him as he opened
the door for me to enter. As I got in, I saw a lot of shoes at the
end of the corridor. My parents and visitors! What are they
celebrating this time around? or do they want to welcome me from
my first come back from the boarding house? I thought to myself.
When I entered the sitting room, I saw a lot of my relatives,
including the ones I barely see all looking like a bad omen was in the
air. They did not look bright at all. I greeted all of them, looking
around looking for Esther and my parents who were not in sight at
all. At this point, my smile was beginning to turn into a frown. I
looked at uncle Sam who came up behind me and asked him for
Esther. He swallowed hard and told me that Esther was in the room.
Without even waiting for anything, I slowly left them in the sitting
room and walked into the room to meet Esther with aunty Mary
who was holding and consoling crying Esther. I went up to them
very quickly and confused asking the reason why she was crying.
Esther who had been crying looked up at me and hugged me
immediately. I hugged her back very tight and asked why she was
crying.
I got to find out that my parents had an accident on their way
back from the village where they went for my cousin’s wedding.
They had passed on even after they were rushed to the hospital. I
couldn’t believe my ears when I heard all of it. I kept screaming to
be woken up from a bad dream. Why must I, at that young age
face such? I just didn’t know what to do. I was about to run mad.
My eyes became very watered and sore as I cried non-stop. I kept
on crying, not listening to my aunties and uncles who were trying to
console me. I kept telling them to go and bring my daddy and
mummy home. I was not ready to settle with the news I had just
heard. Why would so many things happen within a short period on
the day I was finally coming home. After counting down days to go
home with Anabelle, after senior Daniel had been expelled, another
horrible news. There was no way I was going to settle for less. I
kept trying to leave the house but they kept pulling me back.
Uncle Sam finally took me away from everyone so he could talk to
me in private. He held me close and consoled me. He told me to be
strong for my sister, Esther, as she needed me to be as strong as I
could be. I kept asking him what I did wrong for my parents to
leave us behind. I was now an orphan, barely gone anywhere in life.
My parents hadn’t seen me graduate yet. My mum hadn’t danced at
my wedding like she promised she would in future. Everything just
didn’t seem right. I mean, I did hear of deaths from other close
family members. My parents even helped in any way they could to
support them but I didn’t think their turn was going to come this
soon. I was just twelve years old and my sister still eight. It was a
lie, it’s not even possible, they were still alive, I kept telling myself.
I came to accept it later on and decided to be the strong senior
sister for my younger one, Esther. Life I thought, was useless
without my parents.
To be continued….
assembly. I was certain that assembly was going to be long as it
was the last day of school and the incident that happened last night
was going to be talked about. After our normal activity on the
assembly, the principal walked to the front on of the students for
the usual announcement but with a very stern look. She cleared her
throat before speaking and then brought up the incident that
happened the night before. She said basically everything the house
master had said that night and said the boys were not going to go
scot free. I wasn’t mentioned because I was just a victim but they
did mention that a girl was almost raped by them. Senior Daniel
unluckily wasn’t going to go unpunished either for beating up
someone to an unconscious state. The three boys who had almost
raped me were expelled while senior Daniel was suspended. They
were all called out by the angry principal and flogged by the
strictest teacher in our school, Mr. Alabi.
Assembly that morning got some looking very excited, some looking
very serious and the rest unhappy. The principal made mention that
anyone who committed an offence like them or even close would also
not go unpunished. I was so sad for senior Daniel because I knew it
was all because of me. I started feeling very guilty. If only he had
just left the boy when he was still very much okay, this wouldn’t
happen. I needed to talk to him but I couldn’t get hold of him
because they were all taken to the principal’s office after. The
drums began for us to match back to our classes.
Later that day, Anabelle left school for her house as her parents’
driver had come to pick her up and a few minutes later, I was told
that my uncle was waiting to pick me up. I was actually expecting
my parents to come for me but anyway, I was happy I was finally
going home. Even though I wasn’t as happy as I thought I would
be, because of the case of senior Daniel, there was nothing I could
do. The principal had called me earlier and spoken to me about the
whole situation, consoling me and being thankful to God that senior
Daniel came on time even though he still ended up doing something
wrong. I was pushed to say that senior Daniel be left alone since he
was only trying to help but I couldn’t because he wasn’t supposed
to overly react and beat someone almost to death.
Anyway, I went to meet uncle Sam who was waiting for me at the
hostel gate. He smiled when he saw me even though I felt it didn’t
look genuine, He hugged me and told me to go bring my luggage.
After I was down with my luggage, I signed out of the hostel and
drove off with uncle Sam. The uncle Sam I knew didn’t say much
while we were in the car. I was tempted to tell him all that had
happened but I kept quiet as the atmosphere didn’t seem like it
was convenient enough. When we got to my house, excited to see
Esther and my parents (that is, if they would have been back from
work), I jumped out of the car. I went to bring out my luggage
from the car when uncle Sam told me not to worry as he would help
me with it. I skipped happily into the house shouting Esther’s name.
I saw Frank who didn’t look so bright but greeted him as he opened
the door for me to enter. As I got in, I saw a lot of shoes at the
end of the corridor. My parents and visitors! What are they
celebrating this time around? or do they want to welcome me from
my first come back from the boarding house? I thought to myself.
When I entered the sitting room, I saw a lot of my relatives,
including the ones I barely see all looking like a bad omen was in the
air. They did not look bright at all. I greeted all of them, looking
around looking for Esther and my parents who were not in sight at
all. At this point, my smile was beginning to turn into a frown. I
looked at uncle Sam who came up behind me and asked him for
Esther. He swallowed hard and told me that Esther was in the room.
Without even waiting for anything, I slowly left them in the sitting
room and walked into the room to meet Esther with aunty Mary
who was holding and consoling crying Esther. I went up to them
very quickly and confused asking the reason why she was crying.
Esther who had been crying looked up at me and hugged me
immediately. I hugged her back very tight and asked why she was
crying.
I got to find out that my parents had an accident on their way
back from the village where they went for my cousin’s wedding.
They had passed on even after they were rushed to the hospital. I
couldn’t believe my ears when I heard all of it. I kept screaming to
be woken up from a bad dream. Why must I, at that young age
face such? I just didn’t know what to do. I was about to run mad.
My eyes became very watered and sore as I cried non-stop. I kept
on crying, not listening to my aunties and uncles who were trying to
console me. I kept telling them to go and bring my daddy and
mummy home. I was not ready to settle with the news I had just
heard. Why would so many things happen within a short period on
the day I was finally coming home. After counting down days to go
home with Anabelle, after senior Daniel had been expelled, another
horrible news. There was no way I was going to settle for less. I
kept trying to leave the house but they kept pulling me back.
Uncle Sam finally took me away from everyone so he could talk to
me in private. He held me close and consoled me. He told me to be
strong for my sister, Esther, as she needed me to be as strong as I
could be. I kept asking him what I did wrong for my parents to
leave us behind. I was now an orphan, barely gone anywhere in life.
My parents hadn’t seen me graduate yet. My mum hadn’t danced at
my wedding like she promised she would in future. Everything just
didn’t seem right. I mean, I did hear of deaths from other close
family members. My parents even helped in any way they could to
support them but I didn’t think their turn was going to come this
soon. I was just twelve years old and my sister still eight. It was a
lie, it’s not even possible, they were still alive, I kept telling myself.
I came to accept it later on and decided to be the strong senior
sister for my younger one, Esther. Life I thought, was useless
without my parents.
To be continued….
FORBIDDEN LOVE 17
When senior Daniel saw the boy was so weak, he finally left him
and stretched his hands towards me. At this point, I became really
scared. I don’t know if I was scared that the boy senior Daniel
just beat was probably dead or because I had never seen senior
Daniel in that state. I hesitated because I knew he meant I should
hold his hands but he grabbed it anyway and we left the scene with
the boy still lying on the floor. As we were leaving, I looked back to
see if he was going to move and when I heard him cough, I became
a little calm. At least, he was still alive, so I thought.
That night things became even worse, there was so much noise in
the hostel. Boys and girls were all screaming and I couldn’t
understand why. I already left senior Daniel for my hostel so I was
in my room talking with Anabelle and telling her all that happened
that night. The noise became louder so we decided to go out and
find out the reason. When we got out, we realized almost everyone
was leaving the hostel for the hall so we joined them and not long
after, we heard someone ring the bell and shout; “All girls! Move to
the dining hall.” Then, we knew it was an announcement as It was
already past dinner time. I began to hope it wasn’t because of the
encounter I had with the senior boys and Daniel.
When we got to the dining hall and everyone was settled. The house
master spoke up by greeting us first and then going right into the
message. He said someone was in serious condition as he was beaten
up by one of the students. This time, I knew it was because of
what had happened. He mentioned that the student was unconscious
for a while but was now conscious and being taken care of in the
school’s clinic. He said so many things but didn’t mention the reason
behind it. He only advised every student to be aware that there
would be a serious consequence for a student who is involved in a
fight. He also said that if someone else does wrong, we don’t have
the right to beat them up but report instead. I knew senior Daniel
was in big trouble. After the message, all students were asked to
leave for their hostels except me who was told to wait behind.
After all the students were dismissed, they took me to the hostel
office where I saw senior Daniel and the boys that almost raped me
except the boy senior Daniel had beaten. We were spoken to for a
while and then asked to write a statement. We were told that the
principal had already heard about the incident and would take it up
tomorrow. I was so sad that everything had become so serious. I
wished all that happened never did. I was sad because someone had
been hurt and there was a possibility that senior Daniel would be
punished. After we were done with our statements, they told us to
leave for our hostels, I couldn’t even talk to senior Daniel.
When I got to the hostel, I told Anabelle why I was told to wait
behind and she just hugged me, hoping that everything would be
okay by the next day. We packed our luggage that night as we
were to close for the holiday the next day and when we were done,
went to bed. I really hoped that tomorrow wouldn’t be a rough day
due to the incident.
To be continued……
and stretched his hands towards me. At this point, I became really
scared. I don’t know if I was scared that the boy senior Daniel
just beat was probably dead or because I had never seen senior
Daniel in that state. I hesitated because I knew he meant I should
hold his hands but he grabbed it anyway and we left the scene with
the boy still lying on the floor. As we were leaving, I looked back to
see if he was going to move and when I heard him cough, I became
a little calm. At least, he was still alive, so I thought.
That night things became even worse, there was so much noise in
the hostel. Boys and girls were all screaming and I couldn’t
understand why. I already left senior Daniel for my hostel so I was
in my room talking with Anabelle and telling her all that happened
that night. The noise became louder so we decided to go out and
find out the reason. When we got out, we realized almost everyone
was leaving the hostel for the hall so we joined them and not long
after, we heard someone ring the bell and shout; “All girls! Move to
the dining hall.” Then, we knew it was an announcement as It was
already past dinner time. I began to hope it wasn’t because of the
encounter I had with the senior boys and Daniel.
When we got to the dining hall and everyone was settled. The house
master spoke up by greeting us first and then going right into the
message. He said someone was in serious condition as he was beaten
up by one of the students. This time, I knew it was because of
what had happened. He mentioned that the student was unconscious
for a while but was now conscious and being taken care of in the
school’s clinic. He said so many things but didn’t mention the reason
behind it. He only advised every student to be aware that there
would be a serious consequence for a student who is involved in a
fight. He also said that if someone else does wrong, we don’t have
the right to beat them up but report instead. I knew senior Daniel
was in big trouble. After the message, all students were asked to
leave for their hostels except me who was told to wait behind.
After all the students were dismissed, they took me to the hostel
office where I saw senior Daniel and the boys that almost raped me
except the boy senior Daniel had beaten. We were spoken to for a
while and then asked to write a statement. We were told that the
principal had already heard about the incident and would take it up
tomorrow. I was so sad that everything had become so serious. I
wished all that happened never did. I was sad because someone had
been hurt and there was a possibility that senior Daniel would be
punished. After we were done with our statements, they told us to
leave for our hostels, I couldn’t even talk to senior Daniel.
When I got to the hostel, I told Anabelle why I was told to wait
behind and she just hugged me, hoping that everything would be
okay by the next day. We packed our luggage that night as we
were to close for the holiday the next day and when we were done,
went to bed. I really hoped that tomorrow wouldn’t be a rough day
due to the incident.
To be continued……
Tuesday, 5 April 2016
NOTHING JUST HAPPENS!!
"Nothing just happens!" Everything happens because something caused it to happen. The law of cause and effect not
only applies to success, but equally applies to failure. Most of you would agree that such statements make sense when it
comes to prosperity and success. But would you agree that cause and effect apply to poverty and failure as well? What I mean is that it is generally accepted that if you are rich then you must have worked very hard to get rich. You must have done something special or extraordinary in order to acquire your wealth.
However, if you are a failure it is generally thought that you did not do anything, but simply happened to find yourself in that situation. Failure seems to be accepted as default circumstances in people’s lives. But I dare say that the person that is a failure also did something extraordinary or special to be in that situation. They worked very hard at becoming and remaining failures. It takes effort to be successful. You have to dream of success, see yourself a success, plan, work on your plans every day, overcome obstacles, keep yourself motivated in the face of temporary defeat and not fold your hands to opportunities.
Similarly, it takes effort to be and remain a failure. You have to dream of failure, see yourself a failure, not plan, avoid working on anything worthwhile everyday, give in to temporary defeat and fold your hands to
opportunities.
So people that are deemed as failures are very successful people. The problem is they are successful at the wrong things. They may be successful at being lazy, complacent, unimaginative, defeated and not taking charge of their lives. Nothing just happens. Success has to be worked at.
Equally, failure has to be worked at. I would propose that it takes just as much effort to succeed as to fail. What determines whether you succeed or fail is where that effort is directed or applied.
Everyone in Nigeria is successful. The question is: “at what?” If you are a failure, then you are a poor success or a success at being a failure. So if you are not doing something to be a good success, you are doing something to be a bad success. There is no middle ground. You cannot be doing nothing about anything. You are either working very hard to succeed or you
are working very hard to fail.
One definition of success is “the achievement of something desired, planned, or attempted.” I remember writing a poem on success some years back: “Success is achieving what one sets out to do; It is seeing your plans through; So if you set out to be poor and have not a dime on
you, congratulations to you: Success is truly yours.” If you set out to be poor and then become rich you are a failure because you have not achieved your desired aim. So what are you setting out to do? What is
your desire? What have you planned for? Riches or poverty? Sickness or health? Happiness or despair? You see, success cannot be looked at in isolation. It can only be properly understood in the context of the desired outcome. What you desire or
plan for ultimately determines whether you are successful or not. It therefore becomes unimportant how society in general defines success.
Society may say success is having a big house, driving a big car and having a big job. That is not necessarily true. You can have all these things, but if it’s not what you desired or planned for, you will still be
unsuccessful. Before I go any further let me say that I am not by any means trying
to put down those that are not financially well-off and those that are suffering for one reason or another. Sometimes people find themselves in bad situations that were not their own creation at all. My message is not that these and others like them are totally to blame for the situations they find themselves in. My message is that even in
these desperate circumstances one thing remains true: we have the power to make a difference in our own lives. We have the capacity, one way or another, to change our own lives. Therefore, we have the option
of staying in a situation or escaping it.
I truly believe that no situation is ever hopeless. Anything can be turned around as long as you have breath in you. It may be a cliché, but “where there is a will, there is a way.” Yes, you may need a helping hand, but ultimately only you can make a lasting difference in your own life. Treating people like they cannot help themselves leads them to do just that. They become disempowered, hopeless and dependent. Over the past few weeks you have seen that it is important to have a dream and to pursue it with everything you have. Now you know that the size of your dream is up to you because the sky has never been the limit and you have all the potential to have anything and be anything you want. Furthermore, you know that you have the full responsibility for your own life and should be in the driver’s seat, because it is your thinking and your talk that ultimately determine your destiny.
Having known all these things, what do you desire? What are you working towards? What are you planning for? As the saying goes, “failing to plan is planning for failure.” Do not be a hearer only. Be a doer. Reading these articles every week won’t help you achieve your dreams. Action is what will bring your dreams to reality. Nothing just happens. You have to make it happen. You are all you can be. Go on and be it!
See you at the top!!!
only applies to success, but equally applies to failure. Most of you would agree that such statements make sense when it
comes to prosperity and success. But would you agree that cause and effect apply to poverty and failure as well? What I mean is that it is generally accepted that if you are rich then you must have worked very hard to get rich. You must have done something special or extraordinary in order to acquire your wealth.
However, if you are a failure it is generally thought that you did not do anything, but simply happened to find yourself in that situation. Failure seems to be accepted as default circumstances in people’s lives. But I dare say that the person that is a failure also did something extraordinary or special to be in that situation. They worked very hard at becoming and remaining failures. It takes effort to be successful. You have to dream of success, see yourself a success, plan, work on your plans every day, overcome obstacles, keep yourself motivated in the face of temporary defeat and not fold your hands to opportunities.
Similarly, it takes effort to be and remain a failure. You have to dream of failure, see yourself a failure, not plan, avoid working on anything worthwhile everyday, give in to temporary defeat and fold your hands to
opportunities.
So people that are deemed as failures are very successful people. The problem is they are successful at the wrong things. They may be successful at being lazy, complacent, unimaginative, defeated and not taking charge of their lives. Nothing just happens. Success has to be worked at.
Equally, failure has to be worked at. I would propose that it takes just as much effort to succeed as to fail. What determines whether you succeed or fail is where that effort is directed or applied.
Everyone in Nigeria is successful. The question is: “at what?” If you are a failure, then you are a poor success or a success at being a failure. So if you are not doing something to be a good success, you are doing something to be a bad success. There is no middle ground. You cannot be doing nothing about anything. You are either working very hard to succeed or you
are working very hard to fail.
One definition of success is “the achievement of something desired, planned, or attempted.” I remember writing a poem on success some years back: “Success is achieving what one sets out to do; It is seeing your plans through; So if you set out to be poor and have not a dime on
you, congratulations to you: Success is truly yours.” If you set out to be poor and then become rich you are a failure because you have not achieved your desired aim. So what are you setting out to do? What is
your desire? What have you planned for? Riches or poverty? Sickness or health? Happiness or despair? You see, success cannot be looked at in isolation. It can only be properly understood in the context of the desired outcome. What you desire or
plan for ultimately determines whether you are successful or not. It therefore becomes unimportant how society in general defines success.
Society may say success is having a big house, driving a big car and having a big job. That is not necessarily true. You can have all these things, but if it’s not what you desired or planned for, you will still be
unsuccessful. Before I go any further let me say that I am not by any means trying
to put down those that are not financially well-off and those that are suffering for one reason or another. Sometimes people find themselves in bad situations that were not their own creation at all. My message is not that these and others like them are totally to blame for the situations they find themselves in. My message is that even in
these desperate circumstances one thing remains true: we have the power to make a difference in our own lives. We have the capacity, one way or another, to change our own lives. Therefore, we have the option
of staying in a situation or escaping it.
I truly believe that no situation is ever hopeless. Anything can be turned around as long as you have breath in you. It may be a cliché, but “where there is a will, there is a way.” Yes, you may need a helping hand, but ultimately only you can make a lasting difference in your own life. Treating people like they cannot help themselves leads them to do just that. They become disempowered, hopeless and dependent. Over the past few weeks you have seen that it is important to have a dream and to pursue it with everything you have. Now you know that the size of your dream is up to you because the sky has never been the limit and you have all the potential to have anything and be anything you want. Furthermore, you know that you have the full responsibility for your own life and should be in the driver’s seat, because it is your thinking and your talk that ultimately determine your destiny.
Having known all these things, what do you desire? What are you working towards? What are you planning for? As the saying goes, “failing to plan is planning for failure.” Do not be a hearer only. Be a doer. Reading these articles every week won’t help you achieve your dreams. Action is what will bring your dreams to reality. Nothing just happens. You have to make it happen. You are all you can be. Go on and be it!
See you at the top!!!
THE SKY IS NOT YOUR LIMIT!!!
What exactly are you capable of achieving? What is a realistic expectation for your life and what constitutes sheer madness? Is there a limit to how high you should aim?
The simple answer to these questions is simply that you are capable of achieving anything you set your mind to; if you can think it, then it’s a realistic expectation; and you can aim as high as you want.
We have probably all heard the “wise” saying: “the sky is the limit.” This would seem to have a lot of wisdom in it at first glance. However, it implies that man’s potential has a limit when in actual fact, man’s potential is limitless. Let’s examine what exactly your potential as a
human being is. Firstly, let’s define potential. Potential is all that you can be, but have not yet become. It is all you can accomplish, but have not yet accomplished. It is unexposed or dormant ability.
This means that the ability to become and to do is already there. It just hasn’t been brought out and utilized.
Consider a fertilized human egg (zygote). That single cell has the ability to form every part of the human body. Everything from your brain to your toenails can be formed by that single cell. It has unlimited potential.
Similarly, the mind of man has unlimited potential. It has the limitless ability to create. Man has been on earth for thousands of years, yet we are still making new discoveries today and creating new things everyday. We cannot exhaust the creative power of our minds. The functioning of our minds remains, for the most part, a mystery even to modern day science. But even though we do not understand it’s functioning, we cannot deny its power.
Your most powerful asset is your mind. The answer to the question ‘what is a realistic goal and what is achievable’ is entirely up to you. If your mind can accept that something is achievable, it will find a way
to attain that thing. “Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve.” These are the immortal words of
Napoleon Hill, a man who truly understood that “there are no limitations to the mind except those we acknowledge.”
Your possibilities are limited only by your thinking. What may be a limit for one person is a walk in the park for another. It’s all in the mindset. Your potential as a human being, then, is unlimited. You have within you the ability to become and to achieve anything you want. Now that you
understand that your potential is limitless, your next challenge is to answer the question: what do you want out of life??
Before you start scratching your head and making excuses, let me help you a little. If money, education, social status and so on, were no hindrance what would you want out of life? If all the knowledge and
wealth in the world were at your disposal what would you want to be
and to do? Even with all the resources at your disposal, it is very likely that you
would still struggle to come up with 3 goals that you are absolutely passionate about and to which you would dedicate every waking hour. Therein lies the problem – it is not your possibilities that are limited, it is
your thinking! Your vision is limited only by you. The problem is that you don’t know
what you should be. It’s not your fault, really: your education has messed you up. It has taken your boundless potential and shrunk it and shaped it into a narrow title. You are a “nurse”, or “accountant” or “driver”. It doesn’t matter what title has been placed on you, you need to break
free from it. You are not what you do. See yourself as the truly capable human being that you are.
This requires that you look deep within and examine your mindset. Are there things you have accepted simply because everyone else seems to accept them? Have you accepted society’s standards as your own?
A word of caution: society celebrates mediocrity. Ordinary people do not like it when others get ahead. It only exposes their lack of vision and motivation. That is why mediocrity is often embraced and excellence is shunned. Being ordinary is acceptable. If you want more, there is something wrong with you.If something is
widely accepted and everyone is doing it, it is probably better for you as a dreamer not to do it. If you want to get what everyone else is getting, do what everyone else is doing.
It is not difficult to see the results others are getting from what they are doing. The good news is you don’t have to do what they are doing. Find your own way. Utilise the potential within you. Dig out your potential like a prospector digs for oil. The oil has always been there just waiting to be tapped. But if no one bothered to search for it and bring it to the surface it would just remain there dormant, wasting and useless.
So it is with your potential. If you do not challenge yourself to grow beyond your present circumstances, it will just waste away and be totally useless not only to you, but to the rest of humanity.
Do not rob this country of such a great resource as yourself. Utilise your potential. Be all that you can be so that when you die, you will have utilized every single drop of your being. “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, whobare you not to be?” Go out and achieve!!
See you at the top!!!!
The simple answer to these questions is simply that you are capable of achieving anything you set your mind to; if you can think it, then it’s a realistic expectation; and you can aim as high as you want.
We have probably all heard the “wise” saying: “the sky is the limit.” This would seem to have a lot of wisdom in it at first glance. However, it implies that man’s potential has a limit when in actual fact, man’s potential is limitless. Let’s examine what exactly your potential as a
human being is. Firstly, let’s define potential. Potential is all that you can be, but have not yet become. It is all you can accomplish, but have not yet accomplished. It is unexposed or dormant ability.
This means that the ability to become and to do is already there. It just hasn’t been brought out and utilized.
Consider a fertilized human egg (zygote). That single cell has the ability to form every part of the human body. Everything from your brain to your toenails can be formed by that single cell. It has unlimited potential.
Similarly, the mind of man has unlimited potential. It has the limitless ability to create. Man has been on earth for thousands of years, yet we are still making new discoveries today and creating new things everyday. We cannot exhaust the creative power of our minds. The functioning of our minds remains, for the most part, a mystery even to modern day science. But even though we do not understand it’s functioning, we cannot deny its power.
Your most powerful asset is your mind. The answer to the question ‘what is a realistic goal and what is achievable’ is entirely up to you. If your mind can accept that something is achievable, it will find a way
to attain that thing. “Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve.” These are the immortal words of
Napoleon Hill, a man who truly understood that “there are no limitations to the mind except those we acknowledge.”
Your possibilities are limited only by your thinking. What may be a limit for one person is a walk in the park for another. It’s all in the mindset. Your potential as a human being, then, is unlimited. You have within you the ability to become and to achieve anything you want. Now that you
understand that your potential is limitless, your next challenge is to answer the question: what do you want out of life??
Before you start scratching your head and making excuses, let me help you a little. If money, education, social status and so on, were no hindrance what would you want out of life? If all the knowledge and
wealth in the world were at your disposal what would you want to be
and to do? Even with all the resources at your disposal, it is very likely that you
would still struggle to come up with 3 goals that you are absolutely passionate about and to which you would dedicate every waking hour. Therein lies the problem – it is not your possibilities that are limited, it is
your thinking! Your vision is limited only by you. The problem is that you don’t know
what you should be. It’s not your fault, really: your education has messed you up. It has taken your boundless potential and shrunk it and shaped it into a narrow title. You are a “nurse”, or “accountant” or “driver”. It doesn’t matter what title has been placed on you, you need to break
free from it. You are not what you do. See yourself as the truly capable human being that you are.
This requires that you look deep within and examine your mindset. Are there things you have accepted simply because everyone else seems to accept them? Have you accepted society’s standards as your own?
A word of caution: society celebrates mediocrity. Ordinary people do not like it when others get ahead. It only exposes their lack of vision and motivation. That is why mediocrity is often embraced and excellence is shunned. Being ordinary is acceptable. If you want more, there is something wrong with you.If something is
widely accepted and everyone is doing it, it is probably better for you as a dreamer not to do it. If you want to get what everyone else is getting, do what everyone else is doing.
It is not difficult to see the results others are getting from what they are doing. The good news is you don’t have to do what they are doing. Find your own way. Utilise the potential within you. Dig out your potential like a prospector digs for oil. The oil has always been there just waiting to be tapped. But if no one bothered to search for it and bring it to the surface it would just remain there dormant, wasting and useless.
So it is with your potential. If you do not challenge yourself to grow beyond your present circumstances, it will just waste away and be totally useless not only to you, but to the rest of humanity.
Do not rob this country of such a great resource as yourself. Utilise your potential. Be all that you can be so that when you die, you will have utilized every single drop of your being. “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, whobare you not to be?” Go out and achieve!!
See you at the top!!!!
THE NECCESITY OF WEALTH
Are you afraid to say that you desire to be rich? Does it seem like
everyone is going around behaving like they shun wealth and yet they
are trying very hard to get wealthy? The lack mentality is something
that is often regarded as humility, but it is actually the cause of much
misery.
While we all admire people that are wealthy and almost everyone wishes
to drive a car like that person or live in a house like so and so, it is a
wonder that speaking of this desire explicitly is something that we mostly
shy away from. The majority of people, if asked whether they desire to
be rich, will say something to the effect that they do not want to be
rich, but simply want to be “comfortable.” Only a minority would
comfortably say they want to be rich.
There are several reasons for this. The strongest is that from a cultural
and misled “Christian” perspective, wanting to be rich is seen as being
equal to greed and gluttony. There has been a long tradition of teaching
that the rich cannot please God and cannot enter into heaven for one
reason or another. Poverty has been erroneously substituted for humility
and spirituality. The often misquoted phrase “money is the root of all evil”
comes to mind, when in fact the correct quote should be that “the love
of money is the root of all evil.”
But, as Wallace D. Wattle observed in his book The Science of Getting
Rich, “You must get rid of the last vestige of the old idea that there is
a Deity whose will it is that you should be poor, or whose purposes may
be served by keeping you in poverty…It is the desire of God that you
should get rich. He wants you to get rich because he can express himself
better through you if you have plenty of things to use in giving him
expression. He can live more in you if you have unlimited command of the
means of life.”
Wattle, in this very enlightening classic, explains that to live fully a man
must love and “love is denied expression by poverty.” The reason for this
is that love finds it’s most natural expression in giving and in order to
give to those we love we must have all the necessities and luxuries of
life at our disposal. Besides, how can you hope to help the poor and
needy if you yourself are in their shoes? Get rich; that is the best way
you can help the poor.
The necessity of wealth – fear is a hindrance
Another reason people keep their desire to get rich secret is that they
are afraid and in fear. They are afraid that they might fail to attain
the wealth they desire and they doubt their ability to acquire that
wealth. It seems far safer not to express the desire, lest someone should
know about it and their shortcomings become evident if they fail.
Because of this they choose to hide or suppress the desire and behave
like they are content to just get by and be comfortable. Yet secretly
they are buying lottery tickets and scheming about how to get that
lucky break. The thinking seems to be that it is wrong to want to be
rich, but if you happen to stumble upon wealth or God blesses you with
it, then that’s okay: you’re just one lucky guy.
This view of wealth and being rich is a huge hindrance
to its attainment. It is a view that any dreamer should
not hold. You should desire to be rich and have the
faith and courage to know that you can be rich.
“There is nothing wrong in wanting to get rich. The
desire for riches is really the desire for a richer,
fuller, and more abundant life; and that desire is praise
worthy. The man who does not desire to live more
abundantly is abnormal, and so the man who does not
desire to have money enough to buy all he wants is
abnormal,” according to Wattle.
The necessity of wealth – it’s all in your
head
Your thoughts are the building blocks of your life and therefore they
must be in harmony with what you intend to build. If you desire riches,
you cannot hold the thought that it’s wrong or shameful to be rich.
That contradiction between your thoughts and your actions in itself will
prevent you from getting rich, no matter how much action and effort
you put into trying to get rich. There are laws at work in the universe
that you must adhere to.
The spiritual law of cause and effect dictates that what you deeply
think about and accept you ultimately get. Your actions are important,
but they are secondary. Planting and watering a mango whilst you think
about harvesting a pawpaw will never bring the pawpaw about. So
working diligently towards riches, when you have planted the seed of
poverty and lack in your mind will always produce poverty and lack.
Have it settled in your mind that you can and will be rich. There are
enough resources and opportunities for you do so. Know that there will
always be enough money waiting for you out there. The world will not
run out of resources on you. Get rid of the idea that in order for you
to have more someone must have less. There is more than enough to go
around.
Get rid of the idea that there are external factors, such as the
government, inflation and taxes that will prevent you from getting rich.
How are others making it under the same conditions? The environment
has nothing to do with it. Get rid of the idea that God is pleased with
poverty and lack. How can he be? He is the creator of everything and
the richest being in the whole universe. Get rid of the idea that you are
in the wrong profession to get rich. There are poor doctors and rich
doctors in the same cities. Profession has nothing to do with it.
It all has to do with your thoughts and the follow-up to those thoughts,
which is your actions. Anyone can be rich if they know this truth and
desire riches enough to act on it. The rich are so because they do things
a certain way. The poor are so because they do not do the things that
the rich do. It is that simple.
No man can fully express himself or find fulfillment in life if he is in
lack. As the book of Proverbs says “the destruction of the poor is their
poverty,” but “the rich man’s wealth is his strong city.” Money answers
all things and is the key to taking hold of opportunity and progressing in
life. Do not be ashamed of it.
Consider the words of Paul to the Corinthians: “For ye know the grace
of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes
he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich.”
See you at the top!!!
everyone is going around behaving like they shun wealth and yet they
are trying very hard to get wealthy? The lack mentality is something
that is often regarded as humility, but it is actually the cause of much
misery.
While we all admire people that are wealthy and almost everyone wishes
to drive a car like that person or live in a house like so and so, it is a
wonder that speaking of this desire explicitly is something that we mostly
shy away from. The majority of people, if asked whether they desire to
be rich, will say something to the effect that they do not want to be
rich, but simply want to be “comfortable.” Only a minority would
comfortably say they want to be rich.
There are several reasons for this. The strongest is that from a cultural
and misled “Christian” perspective, wanting to be rich is seen as being
equal to greed and gluttony. There has been a long tradition of teaching
that the rich cannot please God and cannot enter into heaven for one
reason or another. Poverty has been erroneously substituted for humility
and spirituality. The often misquoted phrase “money is the root of all evil”
comes to mind, when in fact the correct quote should be that “the love
of money is the root of all evil.”
But, as Wallace D. Wattle observed in his book The Science of Getting
Rich, “You must get rid of the last vestige of the old idea that there is
a Deity whose will it is that you should be poor, or whose purposes may
be served by keeping you in poverty…It is the desire of God that you
should get rich. He wants you to get rich because he can express himself
better through you if you have plenty of things to use in giving him
expression. He can live more in you if you have unlimited command of the
means of life.”
Wattle, in this very enlightening classic, explains that to live fully a man
must love and “love is denied expression by poverty.” The reason for this
is that love finds it’s most natural expression in giving and in order to
give to those we love we must have all the necessities and luxuries of
life at our disposal. Besides, how can you hope to help the poor and
needy if you yourself are in their shoes? Get rich; that is the best way
you can help the poor.
The necessity of wealth – fear is a hindrance
Another reason people keep their desire to get rich secret is that they
are afraid and in fear. They are afraid that they might fail to attain
the wealth they desire and they doubt their ability to acquire that
wealth. It seems far safer not to express the desire, lest someone should
know about it and their shortcomings become evident if they fail.
Because of this they choose to hide or suppress the desire and behave
like they are content to just get by and be comfortable. Yet secretly
they are buying lottery tickets and scheming about how to get that
lucky break. The thinking seems to be that it is wrong to want to be
rich, but if you happen to stumble upon wealth or God blesses you with
it, then that’s okay: you’re just one lucky guy.
This view of wealth and being rich is a huge hindrance
to its attainment. It is a view that any dreamer should
not hold. You should desire to be rich and have the
faith and courage to know that you can be rich.
“There is nothing wrong in wanting to get rich. The
desire for riches is really the desire for a richer,
fuller, and more abundant life; and that desire is praise
worthy. The man who does not desire to live more
abundantly is abnormal, and so the man who does not
desire to have money enough to buy all he wants is
abnormal,” according to Wattle.
The necessity of wealth – it’s all in your
head
Your thoughts are the building blocks of your life and therefore they
must be in harmony with what you intend to build. If you desire riches,
you cannot hold the thought that it’s wrong or shameful to be rich.
That contradiction between your thoughts and your actions in itself will
prevent you from getting rich, no matter how much action and effort
you put into trying to get rich. There are laws at work in the universe
that you must adhere to.
The spiritual law of cause and effect dictates that what you deeply
think about and accept you ultimately get. Your actions are important,
but they are secondary. Planting and watering a mango whilst you think
about harvesting a pawpaw will never bring the pawpaw about. So
working diligently towards riches, when you have planted the seed of
poverty and lack in your mind will always produce poverty and lack.
Have it settled in your mind that you can and will be rich. There are
enough resources and opportunities for you do so. Know that there will
always be enough money waiting for you out there. The world will not
run out of resources on you. Get rid of the idea that in order for you
to have more someone must have less. There is more than enough to go
around.
Get rid of the idea that there are external factors, such as the
government, inflation and taxes that will prevent you from getting rich.
How are others making it under the same conditions? The environment
has nothing to do with it. Get rid of the idea that God is pleased with
poverty and lack. How can he be? He is the creator of everything and
the richest being in the whole universe. Get rid of the idea that you are
in the wrong profession to get rich. There are poor doctors and rich
doctors in the same cities. Profession has nothing to do with it.
It all has to do with your thoughts and the follow-up to those thoughts,
which is your actions. Anyone can be rich if they know this truth and
desire riches enough to act on it. The rich are so because they do things
a certain way. The poor are so because they do not do the things that
the rich do. It is that simple.
No man can fully express himself or find fulfillment in life if he is in
lack. As the book of Proverbs says “the destruction of the poor is their
poverty,” but “the rich man’s wealth is his strong city.” Money answers
all things and is the key to taking hold of opportunity and progressing in
life. Do not be ashamed of it.
Consider the words of Paul to the Corinthians: “For ye know the grace
of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though he was rich, yet for your sakes
he became poor, that ye through his poverty might be rich.”
See you at the top!!!
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