Truths and Deeds!

Night fell in my room too. Somewhere in the stillness of the after-hours, amidst the chipping of insects and humming of birds and night sounds, I could almost hear other sounds echoing and carrying everywhere. As though standing in a quagmire, the image of a broken surface surrounded me. In my near wakeful entrapment, I felt myself falling. I struggled hard, terrified for a time, and came fully awake. As my heart steadied, I was certain, the source of this alien experience was born from the stories told of gathering debris in neglected communities, all day, every day.  In the news blaring here and there, there was evidence that large pieces of the peduncle of Africa were disappearing. The reporters erected the statue of a grim-faced phenomenon, that has left our people with realities of strife.  I chewed this truth in my heart a little longer and swallowed hard. It was bitter. I knew that the helm was made up of a rich assemble of so-called intellectuals who have failed to sen

When will it stop? The question reentered my head as i watched a long line of black cars made pass me on one lane. On the other lane, other vehicles formed two lines and were practically front to back fenders. This was in what could best be described simply as an avoidable traffic jam. Even cars on opposite lanes couldn't move forward. All cars had been grounded because the convoy of a Minister was driving by.  This is old! My friend remarked in an obvious state of irritation. The man in Orange and black trouser kept his palm up, stopping drivers and riders alike.   Aren't all mornings rush ours for parents going to work or driving their kids to school? I haven't even said anything about the stream of people going off to one destination or another for equally important engagements. Must people on 'Okada,' in taxis, private cars and ironically, official cars go through such delays? And for what?  Stern faced officers in thick green, dark blue,

Every day, these days, news carry all kinds of wild tales; conspiracy theories, money scams, propaganda and economic recession. There are others of infrastructural decay, incompetence, poverty, and malnutrition and security crisis.  There are also good ones about individuals and groups making headway in technology, science, medicine, education and agriculture. Good tales of Advocacy, humanitarian activities and voluntarism. There is even a twist to tough news. The fact that societies are engulfed in them often provides a reason for people to want better and work towards same. This is what I call ‘progress.’  This is proof that there is just as much good, as bad. There is no denying that tales of misfortune are known to sell, but ‘progress’ news are just as compelling, in fact even more so. These ‘progress’ headlines are symbols and manifestations of dreams. In other words, they are a testament to diligence and commitment to research and scholarship.  Most folks look forward t