Tunde could be wrong to have concluded the way he did, no doubt. Yet we just might need something genuine and substantial to prove him and his notions wrong.
A man in his mid 30's who has had everything going fine for him from his first draw of breath in far away Wilkinson's Maternity Hospital, Arkansas, in the United States of America, where he was born to a complete Nigerian parents who happened to be fun seekers in the US.
By all standards, he had the best of time growing up, attended the best of schools, and awarded/rewarded with the best of certificates and in-turn qualifications. Tunde's life no doubt is such everyone would wish they had.
At 30, he was group managing director of a Multinational audit firm. Ofcourse, what do you expect from a 1st class student of Audits and Finance? Comfort was the last thing he worried about, as he controlled a large fleet of cars, commanded the best gadgets around, visas to over 16-european countries was always somewhere in the inner compartments of his briefcase, as he was ready to travel anywhere with the shortest of notice.
A beautiful life I must say, what more can one ask for?
Taking audits of his life, 10-years down the line, the young millionaire found out he was lacking something, a particular void in his life was yet to be filled.{So its true, one cannot have all at the same time}.
A lady to call his wife, and a child to call his own was all that was left before his life could be called a perfect one, so he thought. At 39, 'audit results' showed great external progress (Fame, Wealth, Economic Relevance etc.), while the other end of the results showed a sharp, steadily declining internal (Mind) progress. Obviously, an African man, especially one with a complete African background like his, would be disturbed by the fact that he's turned 40, without a wife nor a kid. {Wow, the rich truly also cry!}
Getting a woman to marry wouldn't be a problem, not for persons of Tunde's caliber. Only four months and 3-days passed in the search, before Tunde walked his newly found love Yemi, down the aisle. {Is there really a need for a delay in accepting a proposal from a Tunde?}
5-years down the line, his dreams obviously had come true, a perfect life was soon becoming an understatement, one would need another word to justify Tunde's experience of life. It was awesome, I can tell but a few stories.
15-years into a blissful marriage, one now blessed with 2 wonderful children, a boy(Olawepo) and a beautiful girl (Oyinkansola), tragedy stuck! Mr and Mrs Gbadebo (Tunde's parents) had died in an ill-fated plane crash on a trip to the UAE. Suddenly, the eyes that have never known tears except as a baby, shed them profusely as he received news of their demise.
Things didn't look like they were getting any better, as the year that followed was characterized by a number of unfortunate events in Tunde's family life, including the loss of Olawepo, who was stabbed to death by a gang of racist boys in far away Poland where he was having his education. {Sometimes, troubles meet troubles on ground}.
There were no tougher years in Tunde's life than the years after his marriage. Obviously, the once awesome life, envied and wished for by many, was fast becoming one you don't want to think of having anymore. {Life kicks everyone's butt one time or the other}.
Depressed, Confused, Broken hearted, and Sad beyond words can describe, Tunde in his usual practice, took again audits of his life journey, this time, with Yemi (his wife) by his side.
The following discussion ensued;
As she sat by him, he whispered, eyes full of tears, "You know what?
(Talking to his wife, Yemi)
You have been with me all through the bad times.
When I lost my mom and dad, you stood by me.
When I got fired, you were there to support me.
When my business failed, you were there.
When I got shot, you were by my side.
When we lost the house, you stayed right here.
When my health started failing, you were still by my side...
You know what Yemi?"
"What dear?" she gently asked, smiling as her heart began to fill with warmth.
"I'm beginning to think YOU ARE BADLUCK!."
Shocked and confused, she slumped. Most certainly, it was the last thing(if on the list at all) she prepared her heart to take. {Hope for the best, yet be prepared for the worst}.
NOTE: Now return to the opening paragraph of this article. Tell me, tell the world, If you were him, if she was you...
What do you think?
How do you see this one?
Any Lessons?
In addendum, do pay quality attention to the words/thoughts enclosed in special brackets.
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