Sunday, December 28, 2014

My Person of the Year is Mofolusade Sonaike

My Person of the Year is Mofolusade Sonaike

By Olabode Emmanuel Olawumi


2014 has been an amazing year for me, my team, my family and my friends. If you've been reading my articles lately, you'll notice I mention some names as often as I can. I hope I'm not beginning to bore you with it. It is just important that we appreciate those who make our life beautiful while we can and when they are still around to receive the accolades.

I've met interesting people this year. I've spent time with, worked with and built relationships with very amazing people. Without much ado, let me announce my 'Person of the Year', Mofolusade Sonaike.

Mofolusade Sonaike is my mentor. She is the CEO, Trezorlandia Limited, a company that packages and delivers gifts across the country. They also give advice on the best gifts to give to your loved ones, colleagues and clients for different occasions. She is often times referred to as Mumpreneur, which means - she is a mother and an entrepreneur. I wonder how she survives being a wonderful wife, a devoted mother, a business woman and the best gift to her family and friends.

What strikes me most about her is that she is always happy. Although she can cry her river when extreme situations arise, (dodges her slap) she is always on top of the matter. There was a time, I was forced to ask her if nothing ever bothers her. She blurted out 'shey I will now come and kill myself ni' (Will I kill myself?).  If only most of us could be that strong when situations arise and refuse to make a case out of nothing, hardly will we be close to driving ourselves crazy. There was a situation last year when she had issues with a contract with a very big company. She was given an ultimatum to refund them within one week. The said amount was running to millions of Naira. An average person will throw tantrums, transfer aggression on everyone around them. But no, she's not that kind of person. She takes it slowly, steadily, calmly and trusts in God. During this period, we were going to Victoria Island to deliver a gift and I was carrying the cake. It was cream cake, you know how delicate this kind of cake is. Guess what happened? I dozed off, carrying the cake and it fell right before me - destroyed. We were heading towards third mainland brigade when this happened. I was scared to death and was deeply dejected. She was disappointed but she wasn't mad. I expected her to give me her piece of mind but she didn't. Although behind delivery schedule, she turned back, went to get another cake and continued with her delivery. She never talked about it afterwards.  The most interesting thing is that she goes about her normal activities as if nothing happened. Surprisingly, things worked out for her with the company and the issue was resolved.


Mofolusade Sonaike is a woman that teaches you to fish rather than give you fish. She is the first to inform me about events, shows, competitions, meetings, conferences and organsiations, I should be part of. Through her, I've met people who have become my biggest clients.

While I was growing up, I used to say no one would ever understand me. Well, looks like I now have someone who does. Mofolusade Sonaike understands who Olabode Emmanuel is. She doesn't ask me questions I'm not ready to answer. She doesn't nag like the average African woman. She listens to me when she has the opportunity to. She gives me advise when I need them the most. She gives me the right platform to express my talents. God bless this woman for me.

There's still something you need to know. She's the most beautiful woman I know who's so talented, ambitious, lively, hospitable and a mother of two.

May your dreams come true boss.

Happy new year to you all.

Coke...Coffee...Dodo


Thursday, December 4, 2014

A Sincere Prayer to God



Dear Lord,

I am tired and alone.

I feel the world crumbling before me.

I can no longer run this race without you.

I am deeply sorry that I have misbehaved.

Please take me back.

I invite you back on board.

Come and take the wheel.

I make a re-commitment.

I make a renewal of vow.

I make a convenant of purity.

The next time I will have sex will be with my wife

I will only kiss the woman I love.

I will stop drinking and smoking.

I will never do anything anymore that will harm this temple of God that is me.

I want to be happy, rich, famous and successful.

I want to be a blessing to people, and to this world.

I want to make an impact.

And all these, I cannot do without you.

I want you to be with me at every step.

You've been my biggest inspiration.

I don't want to ever shut you out of my life anymore.

I need you to lead me and guide me and teach me your way.

I want to die and make heaven.

I don't ever want to struggle anymore.

And I want my life to serve as a testimony to others.





Give me the grace to keep my own end of the deal.

All these I ask through Jesus Christ, my Lord and saviour.

I love you God.

Thanks because you  now have control of my life once again.

Monday, December 1, 2014

POEM: Uncle Jona n bo - When Goodluck Jonathan Visits Your School...



YEPA! Uncle Jona n bo!
YEPA! Uncle Jona n bo!
Exclaims! Uncle Jonathan is coming
(Naked children are seen dancing in a circle, clapping and jumping to the rhythm they create)
YEPA!
Uncle Jona n bo!
YEPA!
Uncle Jona n bo!

When the President is coming to your school
For a meeting or is it a visit?
With the council-of-Obas of South West
Maybe to receieve an award
Or to gather support for his 2015 re-election
Everything has to stop!
Yes!
There will be security presence everywhere
OAU security, civil defence, police… And maybe the military!
You’ll see heavy armed men, who might not have been paid their salaries look sternly at you
They’ll force you to think, you have full knowledge of where Boko Haram is holding our long lost Chibok girls
YEPA!
Uncle Jona n bo!
When the President is coming to town
There must be heavy gridlock
His electorates would be forced to stay on the road longer than they expected
Students writing exams would be forced to trek from campus gate to school because public buses have been barred from plying that route
Because the President is coming to the State of Osun
You must go deaf from the blaring sounds of sirens
The Baale of Moro, Ipetumodu will break traffic rules
YEPA!
Uncle Jona n bo!
Our economy is crashing
Our girls are still missing
Our brothers and sisters in the North are dying
Boko Haram is striking
YEPA!
Uncle Jona n bo!

Till I Find Someone Else...


Did you tell me to wait for you?

I can't even remember what you said anymore

You seem to be saying something

But your voice is distant

I'm trying to stay away, yet my heart is tied down

Did I hear you say you love me?

Did I hear you say you don't want to lose me?

Did I hear you say you don't want me to go?

You really want to have me and don't want me to have you

How does that work?

'It's complicated', you blurted out

I say I don't wanna fight anymore

I no longer want to always crave for your attention

I'm just done...am I done trying?

Err...

What this thing called love does to us

It makes the strongest warrior weak

It makes the most sane person lose his mind

I'm just gonna stay here

Keep loving you...till I can no more

...Till I find someone

else who'll love me the way I love her

Confused

So I'm here thinking about you...

Should I tarry longer?

Or should I just take a bow?

It's been months of waiting...

Months of anticipation

What am I waiting for?

Who am I waiting for?

I ask myself 'Is this worth it?'

Isn't this me again chasing another shadow?

Why can't I just leave this behind me?

How easy could that be?

If it was a fling, it would have been fine

Life becomes hard when you begin to wonder if you really mean anything to some people

You so much want to be with someone who is happy with someone else

And you begin to wonder, why can't I just pay attention to other things

You wait at your phone, hoping she would call

You quickly read your new message, thinking she might be the sender

But no, she's far away...in a distant world

Maybe we are not meant to be

Maybe our worlds are miles apart

For months she's been away

And her absence has killed me slowly

Then faster when it dawned on me that I'm living in a fool's paradise waiting for her

That's the irony of life

Someone you love is in love with someone else

Someone else is crazy about you but you can't just let it be

I try to look elsewhere to find someone else but no other person makes me feel the way you make me feel

No one challenges me the way you do

Yes I love chasing you

I love the hunter experience I have when I know you are hidden somewhere and I have to find you

I enjoy reminding myself that you are multi-talented, independent, sanguine, beautiful and ambitious

I am proud of you as my friend

But when it dawns on me that there is nothing more, tears run down my cheeks slowly

I want something more between us

Something intimate and exclusive

Something that makes me feel I have someone, somewhere who thinks about me and feels the same way I feel about her

I want to hold you, look into your eyes and kiss you under the rain

I want to caress your body, grab your butts, suck your nipples and abdomen gently

I want to put those two fingers of mine into your supreme zone and hear you moan

I want you to grab me hard by my neck, your legs wrapped around my body, our bodies pressed into each other, my fellatio inserting softly into you as you cry my name with passion


Oh. What am I saying?

I got distracted I guess

What man wouldn't want to have a body like yours lying in his bed?

The truth is, I want to be your best friend, I want to be your lover.

Tell me NO and I will leave you forever...tell me otherwise and prove to me that you want me to stay

Don't be indecisive 'cos it's making me lose my mind









Tuesday, November 25, 2014

#TributeToMe



I don't even know if I should call this a great loss or I should say its nature taking its toll.

People die everyday. Several lives are lost in ghastly accidents, planes crash occasionally, suicide bombers kill young and old, some die from a sickness. And most times, people just shed crocodile tears, mourning the dead, and still go ahead to throw parties - parties they never celebrated with the deceased when he or she was alive. My friend is gone and so what?

Rest in peace Mr. Man, you are in a safer place now. You are in a place where you won't have to worry anymore about being the richest man in the world. You are in a place where you won't have to sacrifice your own happiness because you want to pursue some lofty dreams of yours.

Mr. Hposh, that place you are is the place to be. Aren't you tired of trying to make people believe in your dreams? Aren't you fed up of chasing celebrities, just because you want to have an interview with them? At least, those you borrowed money from to invest in your business can no longer ask you, except they want to sell your tomb, which I doubt will fetch them any money.

I remember, just some nights back. When you sat outside the compound, shedding tears. You couldn't fathom what had just happened. Your 'small daddy' had just beaten the hell out of you and he would have hit you with something very big if you hadn't ran out of the room. What exactly happened? Out of your own, should I call it stupidity, you shared a news Uncle A would have loved to be off public radar. You had good intentions. You thought since he was a celeb, sharing a news of his newly acquired car with a popular blogger would help keep his name in the news. Isn't that what showbiz is all about? Having people talk about you! But you got it wrong, Uncle A didn't want it. Uncle A loves his privacy. You should have understood that. Uncle B who is Uncle A's friend who inspired the idea in you to write the story wasn't blamed for leading you on. Rather, you got burned! I heard you tell your heart that the night reminded you of childhood memories you wish you could forget for life! Like a flowing ocean, they kept filling your thoughts once again. Wouldn't it be well to say now, that you are resting in peace.

There's this girl you called your muse when you were alive. You were really crazy about her, but unfortunately for you, the feelings weren't mutual. You were such an unlucky fellow with girls. It's either you get heart-broken or you are friend-zoned or you fall in love with the wrong person. Not that you were perfect though, you once took it up on someone else. She loved you so much and would do anything for you. But no, you didn't reciprocate her love. You were all about this 'muse' of yours that never felt anything about you! Pathetic you! Thank God you are in a better place now where you won't bother about losing your virginity to a sex junkie, just because you wanted to feel like a bad guy. I'm sure you were deluded that 'bad guys' get all the attention and you just got tired of being zoned! Well, I'm really happy for you my man, that you got laid the first time in your life. However, I can't help but laugh at you. In your bid to search for a girl friend, you asked different girls out but they all turned you down because 'they just see you as a friend'. There's this incident I can fully recollect, there was this girl you were really into at a point, your best friend was your relationship adviser, who told you to keep trying. Along the line, your best friend developed interest in the girl, and you lost her to him. You felt betrayed and you bore that hurt till you passed on. That was life! Now you are in a better place.

2014 according to you was an epic year. People you banked on let you down. There was this guy, one of the guys in your inner circle that ruined one of your events with negative PR because the names of his artistes were not included on the poster of the event! You were really hurt 'cos you felt, he broke his loyalty. None of you discussed it but you carried it on. On one occasion, he, alongside other jesters made mockery of you over an fight incident you were involved in. To you, you felt the issue shouldn't been overflogged, but your dear friend kept opening a long healed wound. You wanted to attack, all you could say was 'now I see why you get an F in two courses in a semester. Get busy with your books man and stop indulging in other peoples' affairs'. That really got to him and he felt stabbed. You felt good about it 'cos you've been stabbed so many times, and it wasn't bad if you could return the favour.


You were such a useless, stubborn, insensitive, over-ambitious fellow who didn't care so much about his parents. All you discussed with the was money but you didn't spend time with them. They wanted you to be around them, to talk to you but you were always far away. You were just detached from them. I hope they won't mourn you, because when you were here, they didn't even feel your presence. You were always somewhere doing your own thing.

Wait a minute, did you finally realize your ambition of being the richest man in the world. You wanted to be rich because you were scared of poverty and you wanted to prove a point that you can make all of your dreams come true. I guess you can see the end point now. You have hundreds of companies to your name. You are one of the richest guys that have ever lived. You have every material thing you can ever think of. But as I bring flowers to your graveside, I see none of these things buried with you? Or is there something I'm missing. Will they still send all these things to you in Heaven? Are you happy now? You never had time to experience love. You were always ambitious. You don't even know the woman who loves you. You don't even know your parents love you. Now, that you are gone, all the world owes you is a minute silence, and we mourn you for a while, and after that...LIFE GOES ON!

RIP

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

A Letter to Eledumare: My 10 Prayers this Week

A Letter to Eledumare: My 10 Prayers this Week

By Hposh

Dear Eledumare,

It's a new week and I've got some prayer points.

I hope they get to you and they recieve my desired answers


1) Eledumare bless my parents so that I can have enough pocket money to meet my basic needs and accompish some of my dreams

2) Make my dreams come true

3) Make me a moving train. I refuse to give up. Forward ever!

4) Eledumare bless me in every spheres of life and bless my team, friends and family

5) Make my efforts yield results

6) Let me enjoy the fruit of my labour

7) I want new and profitable clients, contracts and job for my business

8) Help me not to worry on things I cannot change

9) I want to trust in you even in the lowest of moments

10) I pray for the wisdom, knowledge and understanding to get better in everything I do


Hposh is a creative writer that shares his thoughts, views, opinions and dreams through writing

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Here's what i've been up to

Hello guys, it's great to be back in school.

I've got just three semesters to raise my shoulders high as a fresh graduate.

Despite ASUU and the Federal Government keeping us out of the classrooms for over six months, most of us keep the fire of our dreams burnin

This being my first official article on my blog this year, let me wish you a prosperous new year.

2013 was great and 2014 promises to be grand.

Personally, I've got plans this year.

I want to watch my magazine become one of the most influential entertainment and youth empowerment magazine in the country.

I owe my great team for their go-getter attitude.

You guys have kept me going even in the darkest moments. i doubt if I can repay you.

Oh yeah! What plans do I have for my academics?

I just want to attend my lectures, study hard, participate in practicals and graduate with a good result.

Talking about academics, I'm not a class kind of person and I'm not sure how this journey will be.

I'll just take it a step at a time.

Hmm!

What talents do I posses?

I can write.

I've gotten impressive comments for my published articles.

How can I forget to tell you that I have been a very lazy writer?

What will change this year?

I just want to write!

And I want to make money from writing.

But I'm scared!

I'm just going to keep writing and writing and ...

Through my writing, I'll inspire, motivate, empower and entertain.

One more thing, you'll get to know what's up with me, my beliefs and dreams through my articles.

Before I bore you with my long piece..

Catch ya later.

OYA MAGAZINE is calling me!

Have a belated week.