I am yet to understand

A friend of mine told me recently that if he ever has a chance to preside over a country as a president, he will enact secularity or force atheism on every citizenry of that nation. He said because “religion” has been the main cause and force behind most of our societal unrest, dispute and diversity to mention the least. My friend believes that religion that is supposed to be a unifying force has otherwise proven the opposite. At first, I wasn't sure if I should agree or disagree with my friend, because whatever I decide has to be justified convincingly. After I had pondered deeply to my friend’s opinion, I also affirmed the fact that religion has been the usually proclaimed reason for so many insurgencies nowadays. It is the reason why so many children have been made orphans. The main reason why so many women have been turned widow. And why so many family has been made homeless. It is also the so reason the peace in some community has been forcefully exchanged with brutal bedlam. It also the sole reason why the rivers in some cities have been flowing with reddish water heavily mixed with human blood. When I remember all of these, I was closely forced to agree with my friend, while in retrospect I realize it will be too unwisely erroneous to push the blame of those ruthless atrocities on a divinely designed and Godly structured system (Religion). Something else is responsible; something yet unfathomable by either my friend or I myself. 

Your Friend

When your friend is evil harming and hurting people around and you think your own friendship responsibility is to cover him and support him and accommodate him, while others keep on crying from his brutal character. i think you are hurting and harming yourself the most, because the severity of all he has been doing to common outsiders will not be comparable to yours when the time comes. of course, he has been your friend, he will surely know where and how to plant his harm in you perfectly. However, our noble Prophet disallow us from detesting harmful friends he encourage us to help them stop their detrimental evil behavior. PEACEEEEE
قال رسول الله صلى الله عليه وسلم: انصر أخاك ظالماً أو مظلوماً. قالوا: يا رسول الله! هذا ننصره مظلوماً، فكيف ننصره ظالماً؟ قال: تأخذ على يديه

The Media Bus

Media is the Bus for all social crisis; Bigotry is the engine oil; Prejudice serve as petrol; the full-lights are Sentiments. Seats in the bus are often Cultural or Religious Diversity; Audience gullibility is the perfect tire. The Bus always have different drivers and that's often the Power that be and they are also the owners, so you've got nowhere to lodge complain whenever you are jammed by this Bus. The Bus uses different roads like Islamophobia, Terrorism and Politics to get to different Bus-stations and the most accessed ones are Stereotypes, Imperialism and Framing. Don't forget it is a commercial bus that follow only the map of the owners, its Tickets are cheap for everyone and it is big enough to accommodate numberless passengers... Mind you, whenever i choose not to enter that Bus that means I've gotten a better reliable transportation to the Truth.

In my Opinion!!!

We have intentionally put ourselves in a social predicament! We now live in a dilemma, a situation whereby the mass conveniently believe there is no any other choice than to accept the detriment of a particular problem, not because it can’t be resolved but because resolving it is a problem that could consequently leads to other problems. A social mess whereby abnormality becomes the new normality and amorality now dictates the ideals to the multitudes. What an awful social setting where people have no concern for integrity, personality and identity because they are over-zealously in search of a fleeting popularity, faddy political position, dirty money and other sham life, regardless of where, how and what is the source; be it from scamming, stealing, killing, lying and sundry other illegalities and amorality. Such social problem is becoming so critical to the extent that, preaching against any of those dishonesty and unlawfulness in religious houses is insurmountable; they are easily condoned than condemned. We are witnessing a social challenge where parents do not only encourage and support these illegalities, they are now boldly proud of their fugitive and culprit progeny. A social challenge that has turned criminality to a talent and criminals are now like celebrities or monarchy chiefs with sufficient cultural backings needless to be remorseful, shameful or apologetic.  Scammers now receive social hailing and mass ovations. They are now the new role models for the upcoming youths, because the aim of most teenagers now is not to beat them but to join them. Crooks would now cite poverty as their sound justifications to their atrocities. Kidnappers would blame their outrage on the government incapacities. In my opinion, these are nothing but offenses that can’t be curbed neither with constitutional enactments, legislative nor judiciary laws.  They are sins that can’t be easily controlled with spiritual lecturers and religious scriptures. They are social challenges that are becoming the new custom, legacy and tradition in which anthropologist would not be able to prevent. The only medications I strongly think can treat these social syndromes are governmental, parental and self-reorientation, governments and parents need a lot to do in reshaping the minds of the young on what is right and wrong, the importance of fidelity, integrity and identity should be informally educated and no matter how the condition may be, scamming and stealing from people is never a reasonable panacea and every reasonable mind should know that there can never be an acceptable rationales for cruelty.  

Our Family, Our Friends, and the Associates we make are our “Social Properties” that should be well-managed just like our “Tangible Properties” for a long-lasting usefulness. If otherwise mismanaged, these social properties are also vulnerable to damages like the tangible properties. For instance, love can be stolen just like an unlocked car, friendship can worn-out like an engine, and intimacy can deteriorates like a botched construction, so as family affection can get lost, just like a bunch of key. The Yoruba people refer to associates and friends as “Nightgowns”, if one’s nightgown gets lost, you can end up sleeping in cold even if you have a wardrobe full of expensive clothes.  One of the best ways one can be good to himself is by being good to people around him…

Pioneers are not just extraordinarily wise, what is special about them is the dialectic ability to understand the past, the analytic comprehension of the present and a pragmatic foresight to presume the needs of the future. Achebe is truly a pioneer, because he managed to book a suitable permanent room for our genre in the house of literature. He is a warrior who fought for our representation and against imperializing our culture through his writings. We are lucky to have him from us.

I remember when I was younger, back then I always have this hallucination on the reasons why we all have to live at all, when it’s not an everlasting chance! I became myopically confused when both formal education and religious lessons taught me contradictory views about the reasons why we live, though I was quite comfortable to believe the later view. But then, even as my age develop my belief on the reasons why ALLAH has created us could not exonerate me from childishly fantasizing and internally wondering about life and how seemingly meaningless its display itself when people I know or I love get to vacate it; the reason for LIFE and DEATH still mystifies me. Talking from my obligatory believe on religious purpose of living, I found no humanly reason for our existence, we are not actually on this surface and under the sphere of earth for our own self purpose. We are actually dancing to a TONE knowingly to us or not, acceptable or not, we believe in it or not. We are here because this TONE orders us to be, so as we are going to leave when this TONE orders. What bugs me is that, since being here is not my decision and I won’t, can’t and never been told whenever am supposed to evacuate, so what is the essence of me being joyful of it, or anything that comes my way in it (life)? I can’t help it; I keep asking myself again and again the reason why things that brings us happiness leave us with sadness? Or are there anything called HAPPINESS, JOY, and LAUGH at all? Maybe those words are used to express sham feelings and moments. Because in a real sense nothing tends to be real in this life and maybe I am being childish and my thinking and reasoning are juvenile, but what I keep deducing from realities is that life itself is not REAL.