Tuesday, 25 June 2013
Brake
Brakes are usually the first thing a driver know when you want to learn how to drive. The brake is there to halt movement especially when you are moving in the wrong direction or too fast.
The success or failure of a journey and a driving is hinged on how good the driver knows how to operate the brake. Sometimes a driver may be careful and an expert but because of unforeseen occurrence and carelessness of others, a good journey can turn sour in a moment.
Ho well do you use the brake?
In this fast paced life where everybody is on the autobahn, there is high tendency for every one to want to move at the jet speed , oh sorry speed of light and disregard the brake.
The brake is a safety measure put in all automobile to ensure you have control over speed .
Do you and I use our brake properly?
It is time to reflect and do a retrospective evaluation of ourselves and our decisions. We need to pause and have a thorough look at the way we are heading?
Am I heading in the right or wrong direction? Am I moving too fast that I can't control my motion and direction? Is everything spiralling out of control? I think it is time to apply the break and have a look at what we are doing right or wrong.
Your life should not only be on the move, it must be moving in the right direction and if it is not, it is time to apply break and see if you need to continue the motion or change direction.
I am encouraging all to have a time to apply the brake and a self appraisal. Evaluate yourself in all ramifications and see if you are going in the right direction and at the right speed
Isaacola AA
I'm @newnaija on twitter
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone from Etisalat. Enjoy high speed mobile broadband on any of our Easyblaze plans. Visit www.etisalat.com.ng for details.
Sunday, 28 April 2013
Like father like son - Abayomi Oladunjoye
It is noteworthy to know that there is a trait in Abraham that he passed unto his son, Isaac. Abraham was noted to be a friend of God because he always obeyed God without questioning, even when the commands of the Lord were at times humanly speaking, extreme.
Instructions like, leave your fathers' house and proceed to a land I would show you even when he didn't know who God was, he obeyed without asking questions.
When he got a son through Haggai and Sarah later told him to send Ishmael, his first son away, he restrained but the moment God asked him to obey his wife, he didn't question him at all, he sent Ishmael off.
When God asked for Isaac as a sacrifice, he also did not question but promptly obeyed.
These acts are not just a virtue but a discipline which can be learned and unlearned, Abraham learnt the act and art of willful obedience and these skills probably came from the things he experienced in his younger days though the bible remained silent on it but from the life of his son we see a prototype of this evolution of act and art.
Isaac was old enough for marriage, the father sent a servant to get him someone to marry and Isaac never protested, he merely obeyed, likewise during famine, a repeat of what happened during his father's days, he wanted to go to Egypt where things were okay physically but God restrained him and asked him to stay in Gerar.
Humanly speaking, it can be likened to signing his death warrant because as a man who owned cattle, he needs the grass to sustain them, famine automatically wipes off the vegetation, thereby wiping out his cattle,but Isaac chose to look beyond the physical realm and the reality around him but focused on God who is able to sustain him in all realms and the reward was overwhelming.
This shows that the virtues we learn and imbibe from the most high God can be passed on to our children deliberately so that the blessings of God upon us can also be available to them.
Our children need to be taught these virtues because though we have obtained blessings from God due to our obedience, our children also have to show same level of obedience to inherit and enjoy the realities of these blessings, this is necessary because after God acknowledged to Isaac that he has been blessed because of his father's walk with Him, God proceeded to try Isaac to know his heart and validate the inheritance to him.
Therefore, it is not enough to accumulate wealth for our kids or send them to the best schools,we must teach them the invaluable lessons and inculcate in them the virtues that would ensure that the blessings they inherit lasts.
I'm @njmakinwa on Twitter
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone provided by Airtel Nigeria.
Friday, 22 March 2013
Adieu great men! By Isaacola AA
Oh death oh death
Why are u taking
The good ones among us
Why are taking men of integrity
Oh why oh why!
Why are you leaving
The dredge amongst us
To live to ripe old age
We can't question 'u
But we do know
These are one of the
Finest this land has produced
Your works and words live on
Men of timber and "gedu"
We salute your works n worth
Nigeria we hail thee
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone provided by Airtel Nigeria.
Saturday, 16 March 2013
Police Brutality by Isaacola AA
The manner in which they are taking laws into their own hands makes me wonder if they were created to protect the lives of the citizenry or they are meant to kill us at the slightest provocation.
If the zeal at which the Men in Black are rigorously pursuing the okada ban is the same way they pursue the cases of armed robbery and reckless driving in Lagos, then reprieve would have come our way in Lagos.
That said, I will chronicle some of the excesses I have witnessed from them:
1. This morning around few minutes after 5am along Old Akute road, station Bus stop at Iju, they pursued three okada men with three different Hilux vans, running the okada men down with no thoughts of their safety pricking their minds. This happened within a street and not highway as you would expect.
As if that wasn't enough, two of the policemen, with emotions flaring up, beat up the okada man mercilessly with belt and the butt of their guns. It got so messy that other policemen had to intervene before the okada man and his bike were arrested for offense not documented.
2. Just yesterday (13th march 2013) in Oshodi under bridge, touts and policemen jumped out of their hiding and pounced on Okada men; wrestling the okada from its rider at gun point around 6pm. It was a sorry sight seeing these poor boys pummeled by several touts and policemen combined. It is a common sight in Oshodi to see the police colluding with touts to seize okada from unsuspecting riders. Absurd in my opinion. Two wrongs can never make a right.
3. I boarded an okada from Oshodi to Agege in January this year; the other passenger was a police officer -though not on uniform that particular day- which gave me a measure of confidence. We were stopped and the officer brought out his identity card, we were released immediately but before moving again a police officer jumped out of his hiding (possibly high on drug or alcohol) and used the tip of his gun on me! The okada man and the officer on bike had to beg me. Alas! what was the dazed and haggard looking man doing with a gun in the first place! I suffered abrasion on my rib and peeled skin on my hand and side. Imagine if the gun was corked?
For goodness sake, why was the man using a gun to harass a moving okada? That tells us a lot about the premium placed on human life by those who are paid and charged to protect our lives. The other time, its was quoted by CNN that people killed by JTF and co were more than the total number of people killed by the dreaded Boko Haram! That's saddening if true.
The manner in which the police, especially in Lagos, go about selective implementation of the so called traffic law speak volumes about the psyche of our security forces. Any law that cannot benefit their pockets is as good as useless to them.
I have traveled out of this shore and I know the way human beings are treated in saner climes. If the police are so keen on implementing these laws, why are we still seeing trailers moving during the day? Why do we still see rickety buses and cars on our road? Most of police cars and buses are worse in comparison to the so called rickety ones; what have they done about that?
In conclusion, the Lagos state government should see into the proper implementation of this so called draconian law. Some of the route okada are banned from speak evil to high heaven. If presidential pardon can be given to Alams , I think the okada men deserve a state pardon too, at least on some of the routes since what is good for the goose is also good for the gander.
A grand thief got a presidential pardon and hard working youths and men can't have a reprieve to fend for their families - even if it's not total?
We need to, as a matter of urgency, retrain our security forces on how to deal with the challenges of the moment reasonably and in strict accordance to laid down laws.
I'm @newnaija on twitter
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone provided by Airtel Nigeria.
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
Identity crisis by Isaacola AA
Identity is the state or fact of remaining the same one or ones, as under varying aspects or condition. Dictionary.com
Who am I? What do I really want to be and who do I really want to be? These are the questions that rack the mind of every young person male or female. It is a question almost as old as man himself. What image of myself do I really want to portray to the outside world? Um identity crisis.
As I was growing up then, wearing beard is the sign of maturity and every young boy crave the need to grow beard albeit it's not yet time. We go to all length to induce the growth by rubbing spirit and using needles to prick the lower jaw severally because someone said it was the quickest way of growing it. Now, we are tired of shaving the so called beard we so eagerly crave for then! The ladies with pimpled infested face are termed matured then, now they will go all length to us foundation and mascara to conceal anything looking like spot or wrinkle on the face.
I remember then also, fat ladies were the in-thing. A musician even sang to praise "orobo" then to high heavens. Now the opposite is the case. Now fat ladies go to all length to shed the excess baggage called fat now: they endure difficult and different exercise, use herbal therapy and even undergo many plastic surgeries all in the name of shedding excess weight called fat. What do we really want in life?
The tall ones wanted to be short, the short ones wanted to be tall and all our precious energy is expended on what I would have love to be without appreciating who we are indeed. The whites sunbathing to get a tan while the dark skinned ones are toning the outer layer of the skin to be lighter! Impossible to please we are!
The guys are dressing like the ladies while the ladies are dressing like the guys! What do we really want out of life! We are confused completely about almost everything we are. It is even more difficult when it come to the ladies; should they be addressed as Mrs, Miss or Ms? It is just too difficult this day. Guys now wear makeup, earring and all manner of hairdo that hitherto are exclusive to the ladies while the ladies Sag their jeans, wear all manners of tattoo in all manner of place that cannot be mention. It is difficult now telling if someone is a he or a she. Why are we so confused.
Every young one go through this phase but you are never to stay there. It is supposed to be a passing phase not a bus stop. This is actually the time we are supposed to carve a niche for ourselves by discovering who you are and what you are created to be and do. Discover what you have passion for and you can do without being paid for and develop your talent and do something with it. That is the area you will excel if cultivated and develop properly. As I conclude let this joke of mine stick to your subconscious mind "if you are taller than me, you are too tall and if you are shorter than me, you are too short, I am just perfect for what am created to do.
You can reach Isaacola AA on twitter@newnaija and @TT007newnaija
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone provided by Airtel Nigeria.
Thursday, 28 February 2013
Dilemma by Isaacola AA
Can the longing in my heart
A little more wait?
Before fanning the ember of passion
Deeply rooted in the abysmal depth
Of desire?
Beckoning to the sleeping
Giant of passion into action
Oh, the giant once
Awaken cannot be lulled
Back into sleep again
Awake asleep oh giant
Can I tame this beautiful
Monster?
Can I bridle the behemoth
Beast of desire?
Taming, bridling, curbing
I cannot, but allow the
Sleeping giant lie...
Isaacola
2013
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone provided by Airtel Nigeria.