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Conquered in a race, competitors numerous

The prize, the trophy

Many vied for the acquisition of this crown jewel

I had faith, the substance of things hoped for,

But this treasure, it seems, has been spoken for

Amongst contenders, a victor arrives

Prince charming’s sword plunged, my heart divides

For I Can’t go down memory lane without hitting few bumps

Shaky and feverous like I am suffering from mumps

There she was, seated in front

Hair neatly plaited, well ironed shirt and waist coat on her pleated skirt,

Mystery and grace, her emanating aura

Scent, reminiscent of jasmine flowers

Pulchritude, beauty in its purest form,

She needed no make up

Dimples, dwelling on her cheeks,

With a smile only way to describe is attractive

Beautiful geek, acing with distinctions

Not to forget her idiosyncratic walk like a robot’s,

She never lacked attention, all guys solicited to be obsequious to her every demand,

But for this embodiment of virtues, none qualified

To be literal, with her being wife material,

I would say she measures several yards

Was I too slow? Did I ignore the signs when my chances had started to wane?

Did we lose the race to her ring finger because we missed the fast lane?

Perhaps it’s just fate. Your heart chose who it wants

I wish you happiness in this divine union

And to the groom, congratulations,

Jubilate for you have obtained fantastic favour

But don’t get complacent,

Respect her, honour her, pamper her

Spoil her for she’s yours to be spoilt

Treat her like your queen that she is, all her fears you destroy

Even when she forgets, remind her how beautiful she is

And never forget to tell her how your life has been coloured by her blessings

Never make the mistake of losing this blessing

For several, are ready to pick up the baton, wherever you drop it.


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How far will you go?

A friend shared this on facebook and it seemed appropriate to share as it relates to this topic.

“I recall dad telling me about a man in my neighbourhood who became popular for engaging in money rituals just to buy the 80’s edition of the Honda Prelude. You wouldn’t buy that car for 50k today. Some other guy brutally murdered his brother, (whom their father gave cash to travel for the purpose of re-stocking their warehouse) just because he wanted 2 acquire the rave of the moment Pathfinder jeep. That same vehicle is now better described as a coffin. I remember as a kid, my whole street converged to watch a truck deliver a very large satellite dish to my neighbour’s house. Today a dish one tenth that size delivers 5 times the value and is in almost every student’s hostel room. What about the Volkswagen Santana, Mercedes Benz V boot, 505 Evolution, Toyota Crown, all overtaken by latest models of Camry, Honda, Bugatti, Bentley, X6, Acura and Infinity? …. Vanity. Some ladies left their true loves because some rich guy then persuaded them with a Daewoo Racer, which turned out to be the only car they ever owned till today, while enduring the most terrible marriage life. They found out, albeit too late that true love is invaluable, that intangibles are to be cherished over tangibles. A friend declared drinks because he launched the Nokia Communicator for over hundred grand in 2002. Today that phone would embarrass the owner and is a joke compared to the low cost and everyday phone. What about d MTN sim card that many people went extra miles before they bought for over 30k? Today you will not buy it at N100 because all networks are begging people to even take it for free. People are still making the most horrific sacrifices over ‘vanity’ and make enemies over worthless material things. What can I say? Look back at that one thing you want to kill or die for today and see what becomes of it tomorrow. There is absolutely nothing you can’t achieve, all u need is a little time and patience and you will thank God without regrets.”

Really is amusing how far people would go to get what they want and it also is extremely amusing how far people would run from what they need. So what do you want and what do you need? That’s a question I have struggled to implement over the years. I remember hearing a sermon of T.D. Jake’s where admitted he had issues and that one of the things that discourages Christians is when their leaders act perfect. This makes them feel like they would never get to that level of ‘perfection’. There are those issues a lot of us believe we can’t defeat and as such we decide consciously or unconsciously to live with them. They keep us stagnant, we don’t grow past them. They are the big issues that keep us from noticing the small ones. Oh yes, if you don’t get rid of the big issues, you would find it hard finding or paying attention to the lesser ones. It’s only after victory over the big issues that we’d notice the numerous lesser ones that are huge when looked at collectively. Now don’t get it twisted, I know I write mostly from an idealistic point of view, but Darola has got his own issues as well. I’m working on them, I’m far from perfect believe me, but as my favourite motto goes “The pursuit of perfect” (Lexus). As T.D. Jakes said we all have our contradictions.

My point simply is how far would you go to get what you want? But would overlook and learn to live with the things you need to get over. There is only one perfect being, God and He is at the end of our ‘pursuit of perfection’. How far would you go to get that A grade you want? Or that girl you love? Or those clothes you crave for? Or that healing you need? Or that contract you want? To get that contract you would invest your time, thoughts and money. For that girl you’d go all the way with all you’ve got and even make a fool of yourself. We often talk about how creative and smart Nigerians can be when they want to get bad things done and yet we hardly channel it into the things that would benefit us all. If you want something lasting, as long as eternity, something that wouldn’t be outdated in a couple of years, something that you need, then you’ve got to give it all the time, attention and sacrifice it deserves.

1 Cor 2:14-16

14But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned. 15But he that is spiritual judgeth all things, yet he himself is judged of no man. 16For who hath known the mind of the Lord, that he may instruct him? But we have the mind of Christ.

John 4:23-24

But the hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth: for the Father seeketh such to worship him. 24God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.

To get to that level of spirituality that we all need, we need to dedicate time. It’s like a business, you can’t get what you don’t give.

Side note: I just want to thank God for adding a year to my life. I’m grateful. 🙂


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The red pill or the blue pill?

So its 12.55am and I just finished watching Machine Gun Preacher, a 2011 movie based on the civil war that occurred in Northern Uganda and South Sudan; starring Gerard Butler as Sam Childers.

The synopsis: Sam met Jesus through his wife after leaving jail and progressed to Africa by first helping out in their construction work and eventually building an orphanage there. In the process of building the orphanage, he had to fight to defend its cause ultimately saving the lives of several hundred children. In this fight alongside some many soldiers, guns were used as a necessity to protect the children. It truly is a wonderful story of selflessness especially the sacrifices that he and his family made, something that’s rare to come by.

In his struggle to do more, Sam let go of his business, almost lost his family, lost friends and more. There is a certain part that appealed to me. He needed $5,000 to run the orphanage for 6 months and so he approached a friend of his who told him the times were hard but vowed to see what he could do and invited him and his family to a “little barbeque” at his house. A while after getting there and meeting people, his friend called him aside and handed him a small white envelope, the scene changed to him storming out of the house. Apparently, his friend who lived in a “Taj Mahal” had given $150, an amount he reckons is less than what he spent on the salsa for the party he was having. At this point you must be wondering where I’m driving at, I would get to it shortly, but first let me refresh your memory a bit.


Sometime in January, 2012, we had a nationwide protest. Now on twitter, where I assume most people are at least from a middle class, educated background, there were debates about the cause, choices and consequences of the issue at hand. There were people saying the increase in the fuel price was alright if there would be significant change in other aspects of the country’s affairs. Now there are two things wrong with that point of view. Firstly, in a country whose culture it is for our leaders to make promises and not deliver I assumed educated people would know better than to fall for the same trick, if they could fall for it, what hope do the uneducated folk have? Whatever happened to letting action speak louder than words?

Secondly and more importantly, the part they obviously didn’t bother to consider is of those in the lower class, which consist a majority of the population. These lower class folk had it hard already as it were. Most of them lacked education, healthcare and the basic necessities that every country should provide. So what if a middle class person can afford an increase in the price of fuel? Does he bother about those who can’t? Does he bother that it would drown those struggling to stay afloat as it were?

That’s my point. It’s easy to say Sam’s friend doesn’t care about Africa and the lives of those innocent children that are made to go through the torments of war. I mean put yourself in his shoes, fancy house, lovely family, profitable business, safety and security, but what about us? We Nigerians, the middle class and the upper class that don’t care about the lower class because they don’t really matter, I mean who looks down when all they want is to climb to the top of the ladder? We are so comfortable in the south that we are not so bothered about the crisis in the north. When it was the militants in the oil-rich areas, we that were not around that area didn’t bother as much as we should have.

I personally believe that its only God’s mercy that’s keeping this country together. I mean have you seen how much better the countries that were part of the Arab Spring are? And yet they still had a reason to fight. Even their reasons aren’t as strong as ours if we did decide to fight, I mean Nigeria should be a global epitome of tolerance. Yet those of us who have electricity, water, internet, education, other amenities and a voice take them for granted, forgetting that in an instant Nigeria could end up like any of the other African countries where children are made to kill their own families and become soldiers, contributing to the torture, rape, sex slavery, ritualized killings that are common in those types of scenarios. What would happen to that car you are slaving to buy or that girl that’s occupying your thoughts or that dream job you’d do anything for?

If nude pictures or gossip is written about, we’d race to feed our thirst, but if it’s something conscious or for the greater good, we are less concerned because we believe it’s someone else’s job or that it doesn’t and can’t affect us. Well it can and no, we wouldn’t be able to depend on the world to save us, we’d have to fix it ourselves and whether or not they do help us, there would be a great loss all the same. I recently read a veteran’s opinion on the cause of Nigeria’s problem and he couldn’t particularly point it out but did say he felt it started after military governance and the civil war. Considering the fact that we really haven’t recovered from the effect of both events, its apparent a repeat of either or both of them would do greater harm than it did in the past.

I knew having a conscious and intellectual blog wasn’t the way to get a great fan base but that’s not what darolasinsight is about, there are a variety of music and storytelling blogs to wet our appetites all day long. I’m here to plant my thoughts as seeds in your mind hoping you’d grow them consciously and unconsciously through further thought and more importantly, action. No apologies if I bore you, but this our “secure world” we have built around us could be gone in a second if we don’t try our best to set it on the proper foundation our fathers didn’t build it on. It’s like we are stuck in the matrix but we need to know that the fact that we have taken our illusion as our reality doesn’t mean our reality has now become an illusion.


Ergo, you have your role to play, there is enough wrong in the society to keep us all busy. We might not believe it would affect us, but all we are distracting ourselves with would carry no weight if we woke up to a war. Sam Childers gave up most of himself to come down here and fight a fight that wasn’t his, are we fighting our own fight?


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