Man’s Convoluted Favours: The Unveiling -By Hussein Adegoke

It is not theoretical that humans, by nature, are a selfish people. We’ve read about this in books while growing, but one only comes at a resonance with the practicals “getting in trouble.” They make recommendations for you to suit only their whims and caprices.

If your seat were bad, for an instance, they would gleefully offer theirs…while posing as a friend, acting “in your best interest.” Meanwhile, that —theirs—pinches with a four-inches stark-naked onlooking standing nail. Yes.

I think it’s coherent for us to lament on the troubles of the Almajiris and all such children with poor parenting and infrastructure. In this part of the world, some lessons should never escape a child as he grows. The fundamental wisdom inculcated in a child serves to guide him as he challenges the repulsive nature of man.

Like any child did, I was schooled thoroughly by my parents. All the detestable habits they cautioned us for are what we have cause to appreciate them for today. We never knew they knew too well our “habits” would not rescue us from the shackles of our uncanny world.

I have had to speak up many times because I thought my Dad would have objected to my silence. If I imagined what he would say to me whenever I was pilfered—that I’m dunced, as typically, or worse things—I am moved to not letting go. “You would stand to claim your rights,” he would say, and even live it best.

On one occasion when my brother was escorted by him to the park, he was lucky to grab a seat next to the window spot. When another passenger came, he adjusted inwards. That “inward” spot offered lesser comfort…and every adult would know it—except my brother, who was then, of course, a growing lad. Dad fought for him. When the story was recounted, I grabbed my lessons, too.

Actually, an extremeness to these thoughts could make one become like the selfish son of man—which I have objected to. I do not come here to undervalue the importance of mutual love, compassion and respect. But the point I herein underscore is that discretion matters. Everyone should offer to help only at his will. Do not allow anyone to take you by the bull horn and cajole you into doing what you detest. They may have an ulterior motive, even.

God’s Unmerited Favours: The Dynamics

I think all who recognize the existence of God and make obeisance to Him (and His laws) are the utmostly wise ones. Leave the atheists aside for I have not come for them this time.

I came for a people who indulge in voodoo…and those who are hypocrites, much insincere with their believes.

The concept of voodooism is rife within Africa and is one to be foiled from every front. Firstly, why would anyone patronise those who could barely see beyond their nostrils and (who) wreak in more abject poverty than the one you bitterly lampoon about? Why would anyone be guaranteed a comfort that lives only in the imagination of the one that proclaims it?

But the bitter point is, man by nature is created to be a subservient being—to worship something and make obeisance to it. It is why sticks, stones, fire, seas, clays and all sorts play “god” to people even before the advent of semitic religions. So, by the world’s natural order, whosoever could not find God would find “a god” in men like him, or in cattle, like some of the Hindus had.

Those who are believers in God but are a host of unfaithful louts might as well be the greatest trouble in our world. The tribulations man could suffer in the hands of his Creator is endless. A golden rule of life is that if one fears God not, he would fear a thing lesser (in magnificence) than him. If you do not fear being a sinner, you would fear being a criminal, at least.

Anyone who defies God’s laws do not acknowledge His wraths, verily. He does not find himself as a tiny element with uncertain fate and future…and only at the mercy of One, Supreme. With what our eyes have met, with the various kinds of abnormalities we have seen in men, with the misfortunes/tribulations that even the most upright men have undergone, isn’t it a hightime men reflected, shunned vices and became straightforward?

A prostitute at 23, what assures you of a healthy life at 60…and 83?