THE NWANYIEKEs IN DISGUISE AMONG US... The world was silent except for the shrill cry of insects which was part of the night, and the sound of wooden mortar and pestle as Nwanyieke pounded her foo-foo. Nwanyieke lived four compounds away, and she was notorious for her late cooking. Every woman in the neigbourhood knew the sound of Nwanyiekes mortar and pestle. It was part of the night_ Pofessor Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart. That is by the way... The erstwhile governor of Anambra state, Mr Peter Obi, in one of his interactive session once opined that human development should be of paramount importance to any government that be than infrastructural development, stating that the later cannot survive the test of time if the former is not nurtured. In line with that assertion, my hypothesis whenever i am writing is simple_ the way to transform the society is to transform the people and the way to transform the people is by listening to societal heartbeats before profering the right efficacious treatment as we get transformed people involved in the said human development (emphasis mine)... Sequel, as a palpable and infectious love story turns awry in a given movie or novel, our once serened atmosphere (although not so serened due to bokoharam insurgents that is ravaging Northern part of Nigeria) has metamorphosed from safe heaven to nightmarish experience which is already inducing psychotic disturbances to the entire nation and the world at large_ The now late Liberian Mr Sawyer, deadly ebola virus and bitter cola (that is now short-changed with salt solution) comes to mind... To the chase: an average Nigerian is almost like Nwanyieke but unlike her notorious late cooking, a large number of Nigerians are very notorious when it comes to our collective shrill sounds of gossiping and spreading (false) rumour even at the dead of night when the calls and text messages for bathing or drinking salt solution erupted - Maybe it is in our DNA to gossip, import and export unconfirmed rumours; but luckily for me and few others, we already know this weakness among Nigerians so we take it as part of Nwanyiekes sound of mortar and pestle which is part of the night like the insects irksome noises, whenever rumour-peddlers conjure up one of their half-baked propaganda. The set of people that falls in these fake rumour-monger category are simply the Nwanyiekes among us until otherwise stated - I rest my case... I had wanted to write on the need for some of us with too much pride to give up their want to always to be right around here, but this phobia for ebola virus wont let me think clearly. Please to some of us who cant stand the idea of being wröng atimes, wanting to always to be right even at the risk of ending relationships, marriage or friendship... SNAP OUT OF IT OK! Nevertheless, God is in control - Stay safe, One House..!!
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 14:45:55 +0000
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