Wednesday, November 07, 2007

INSPIRATION FOR TOMORROW



As the night clouds move in and the stars climb into the sky, I cozy up to my toilet sit. No, I am not doing number two as I type. It’s just that of all the ‘sitting objects’ available this one’s the most comfortable. While on my plastic covered porcelain ‘loveseat’, Mahalia Jackson is blaring away in my CD player, ‘Nobody knows the troubles I see.’ The old negro gospel tune allows for some reflection and I try to soak in the day that’s just been added to my life. Some choose to say it’s been taken away but I always try to look on the brighter side of things. Now don’t get me wrong, there are many days I wish would never come to an end, but today was certainly not one of those days. Neither was yesterday or the day before. Saturday seemed to be on the plus side of things, but even that was not a satisfactory Saturday because I have had better Saturdays. Saturdays with blueberry buttermilk pancakes dripping with warm maple syrup from Aunt Jemima. Saturdays filled with the harsh fragrance of a mixture of Pinesol and 409. Those good old Saturdays, when one would have thought I was Mrs. Clean. My 99-cent-scrubbing-brush from Dollar General caressing the bathroom tiles and bath-tub. Let’s not forget the lazy Saturdays when I just sat by the poolside and tanned, now all I have to do is sit in traffic and I am browner than a brownie. Then there were those Saturdays that were forgotten because someone had a toxic combination of certain beverages on Friday night. Now those Saturdays I can do without but blame it on how Friday went. But that’s all in the past, Saturday is so three days ago because right now it’s the middle of the week and I am plotting for the next day. I am thinking about how to squeeze the lemons God will toss to me. Not just to get lemonade but to grow a lemon tree so that God will have more lemons to toss to others. I am thinking about how I’ll make my journey down a crooked path less bumpy and paving it as I go so those following might have a better go. I am thinking of how to turn some of the Vultures along my path into doves and feed the others their own carcass. I am thinking about those seemingly altruistic acts that are not supposed to be in my favor, and how I’ll turn the tables around. Today is so yesterday and tomorrow will be a new day to tackle, with its challenges and misfortunes, victories and spoils. Tomorrow will definitely be a better day than today. Tomorrows ‘good-mornings’ will be sweeter and brighter than today’s. Tomorrows ‘good bye’ will usher in anticipation for ‘see you laters’. Like Bella said, “Be Inspired!” (Peace in the House of Reps as opposed to the Middle East or Niger Delta…lol)

21 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are THE writer!

Anonymous said...

That's what a return trip to Naija from Yankeeland will do to you.

Zena said...

lol, peace in the house of reps, you're probably tired of hearing this, but man u rock when it comes to writting.

Uzo said...

First off - Mahalia Jackson. This is serious music for grown folks...So my hat doffs to you for even knowing who she is let alone listening to her.

This post is a departure from your regular posts. Dont get me wrong - i thoroughly enjoy the travel, wedding and gist style posts but this one - soul stirring stuff

Well done

Anonymous said...

nice one

Icy PR said...

That was such a nice read.. chic.. you got all poetic on us :) Nice.. brush your sholders off, focus on you, do right and let God do the rest. Leave the haters cuz frankly they remind us that there is a God ;)

Unknown said...

Icy you hit the nail at the right spot..........

Anonymous said...

nice one....

Anonymous said...

"Today is so yesterday"

I love it.

Not enough people are forward focused these days. They talk the talk, but don't really have faith in fate.

Here's to tomorrow's lemon trees...

-ikezi

Anonymous said...

just saw you on tv, your fonee is on point o, I wonder if that is how I sound to nigerians. Keep up the good work, every now and then I post here, but you are truly inspiring, the way you work towards your dream. God Bless

Anonymous said...

Adaure, you are embarrassing me on SilverBird. How long have you lived in the US that you cannot pronounce Nigerian names and you can address people with respect. I have lost so much respect for you. Apart from this, you are often so ill prepared that you appear to be the air head of the group. Please stop disgracing returnees

Anonymous said...

WHich kin fonee is on point? I lived there in USA 4 25 years and she sounds forced. Even my cousins born in US can say their names. Adaure does not even pronounce her name properly - how daft is that. The other day she addressed a 70 year old man by his name, what nonsense is that? Learn to mix up the good things about US and that of Nigeria. BTW, you do not look comfortable presenting so you need to get more training. You can take the advise or play to the fonee gallery

Anonymous said...

lol, now that you all mention it, I always did think adaure's fonee was a bit forced and unnatural, but I think you guys could have told her in a more constructive manner instead of condemning her outrightly. Adaure, it's all bad belle. Don't mind them.

Unknown said...

Adaure,
I hope you are okay...

Pammy :-(

Anonymous said...

I wish you well. No matter what you do in life, there will always be naysayers. I have never seen you or heard you talk, but I think you are one down to earth sister.
Chin up!!You are definitely going places.

Anonymous said...

if ur not blowing fone, u will be razz - choose one! u can't please everyone Addy........

Anonymous said...

Please do not listen to people do what u do best and leave the rest to God...so what if the phonee is forced how does that affect anyone

by the way this post was very inspiratiobal..all the best

NigeriaPolitricks.com said...

Addy, you dey yarn phoneee and your haters dey yarn "dust"...na your fault say you sabi yarn phonee? at least u no use their mouth take yarn d phonee, abi?
while they are shooting off bazookas of hatred & envy, you are "brushing your shoulders off" and stepping up the ladder of success. now that's wuz up!
let dem keep hating'...just keep doing you!

Anonymous said...

why all the hate?

Adaure, DO YOU! Am a big fan of us.

naijacutie said...

Adaure, abeg dust them off jo...No body can stop your shine. Nobody is perfect and we keep improving everyday...Anyone who thinks its easy to do what you do is very welcome to go apply at STV abi?
BTW nice post....its been a minute we saw this poetic side of you. Keep up d gud work...

Anonymous said...

Adaure, I may have been a bit harsh but I got pissed cos I had expected so much more from you.How dare u let that Ireti run circles around you?It is in my interest that you succeed because a whole lotta of stuff in Nigeria will depend on the good things returnees can bring back home.Do not listen to some of these folks that will only praise you. If you were on ABC or NBC station, you know the critic will even be harder. You must learn about Nigeria and revel in it.Nigerians are already brainwashed by all things US, please do not help them. All that dure chumba will not work. Keep your fonee as natural as you can and pronounce correctly. BIGGIE IS WATCHING YOU WHICH MEANS YOU ARE DESTINED FOR GREATER THINGS.. IF ONLY YOU CAN HEAR...