MR. PRESIDENT

Being a president is one thing I imagine for myself in those crazy moments after watching some fantastic 'presidential' films. Watching such films/series, I would just imagine the amount of authority I would have at my disposal by the snap of a finger; not forgetting the amount of presidential visits to other countries, the holidays, the admirers, the number of ladies (hmm..), and the money to spend. You may think I am sounding 'silly', but the fact is what we ignore each passing day as we look at the various men and women in authority that we claim to be our role models or mentors. Being a president is my dream and desire, but the question is short and simple: 'IF GIVEN OR GRANTED THAT HEART DESIRE OR DREAM, WHAT ARE MY INTENTIONS?'

We may surely have dreams and heart desires as we look up to these influential men and women in society as our role models or mentors; but, ' WHAT ARE OUR INTENTIONS?' I sincerely stated mine when I began to write; and that you found so annoying and insulting (yet, it is the 'TRUTH' staring at us in the face). We have complained for decades past about the kind of leaders governing Africans - many call them DISHONEST, LIARS and CORRUPT. Let us be sincere, 'what would you have done in their positions?' (Be the opposite?...Oh please! A lion never births a monkey). We are never wrong to dream or desire a position, we are wrong when our individual 'INTENTIONS' for that particular position are wrong. Some want to be doctors, nurses, lawyers, filmmakers etc; but, 'What are their intentions towards that position?' To help build Mother Ghana or corrupt it like the many others in position today?

I will therefore continue to wish and dream about the flagstaff house, not because of the many women, the money, the flights or properties; but, because I believe in my God-given ability to serve and leave a lasting legacy like DR. KWAME NKRUMAH for GHANA.

God bless my homeland Ghana.

Sincerely,

MR. PRESIDENT   

KEEP YOUR FEELINGS TO YOURSELF

What will be the reason for a man to cheat on his dear girlfriend or wife? I do not think any reason will be tangible enough to vindicate him of all offence. Many times I thought it was ok to cheat, until she tried to play the same card.

It was three days after Christmas, I sat in the hall entertaining myself with some movies. Minutes later I received a message from my girlfriend telling me to prepare myself since she was on her way to my place. I did not get the meaning of the text as we never planned a date. I thought it would be okay since my parents were out for a vacation, and her company will mean a lot to my siblings who have been wanting to meet her for a long time. To make it a surprise to them, I decided to hide the news until her arrival. I walked to the bathhouse to enjoy my cold bath and then dressed into my new pair of jeans and a white top since she enjoyed seeing me in white. It was minutes after my dressing that my siblings had suspicions of my behaviour. To cool them off, I told them it was a new ritual I developed in school to be expectant of good things. It may sound lame but they bought it (that makes them worse right?). I received the message at half past 1, its 3pm and she is still not in. I was thinking traffic was the problem until I received a call at 5pm from a friend to report seeing her at the house of one gentleman. Thoughts and questions began to run into my head: what exactly are they doing? Is she in his room? Are they sharing his bed? Are they alone? Who is he? and many others. I then asked for the direction to the house and headed straight for her. As I sat in the moving taxi, there was a particular question I was asking myself, “what if it happened, what will you do?” It was then that I decided to head back home and pretend as if it never happened. Getting out of the taxi, I met her standing right in front of my gate with a big smile on her face. Having settled the driver, she walked towards me and asked, “How did you feel?” As she stood waiting for an answer, all I could say was, “I don’t know”. Even though I was able to surprise my siblings with my introduction of her as my ‘girlfriend’, the question got me thinking all night. It was then I realized the meaning of my father’s favourite quote, “You will never feel what I feel until you change places with me. Until then, keep your feelings to yourself”.

I guess the last words of the quote got to be my final lesson.  

Misleading Spotlight

I may be termed as a womanizer for my early encounter with ladies; but, can one be blamed for being born into a family of six (6) ladies? My early encounter with ladies can surely be attributed with my many encounter with numerous ladies at a tender age. I surely learned a lesson about ladies at that tender age after my experience with a ‘misleading spotlight’.

As we sat in the class waiting eagerly to be introduced to this new student from another school, I decided to pen down some few useless words on a rough sheet of paper. The sound of Mr. Zickson’s three feet cane on the front desk changed my mind completely as he grabbed our attention. Just as he was about talking, Akua Boame, the daughter of the director’s sister walks in to take her stand in front of the class. Many would have wished she was as beautiful as Beyoncé for her to keep us waiting. What came as a surprise to the males and a threat to the females was the fact that she was extremely more beautiful than Beyoncé or Halle Berry, making our wait of much reason. As one of the stubborn and notorious boys in the class, I was tempted to keep my cool for as long as I could. After the description, the prayer of myself and most guys in the class (I think) was answered when the bell was rang for an hour lunch. Being a new-comer in the school, we are expected as her mates to put a smile on her face by keeping her company. It was a shock to the teacher when all the boys refused to go in for lunch all in the name of wanting to make Akua’s first day in school a memorable one. What we had forgotten about was the fact that the mathematics teacher was coming after the lunch to punish those who failed his test. What may have been termed as a ‘destiny sign’ was when our eyes engaged resulting in a wink from her end. My entire system went through a different mechanism as food from nowhere filled my tummy and system with emotions. I was so happy thinking she was surely going to be my future wife. Asking to be excused, she took some steps towards my direction. Knowing very well she was coming my direction, I took out one big book from a colleague’s bag and began to read a random page (to tell you the truth, I was seeing nothing). Almost getting to my seat, I decided to rise up as a gentleman will do according to the movies I watch on television. What came as a big blow to my face and that of many other guys in the class, was when she asked me to escort her to the class of a particular senior. Thinking he might be her cousin or family friend or some kind of relation, I proudly walked with Miss World to his class. Reaching the class, the way they both hugged themselves only sent one signal at my direction; they were actually dating. This was confirmed when the senior in question walked to me saying, ‘thank you for bringing my sweetheart’. Replying with a stupid ‘thank you’, my first thought of question as I walked to my class was, ‘Was I the most stupid in class?’ With over twenty (20) boys in the class, I was the chosen fool to escort her to her sweetheart. I guess the saying ‘the beautiful are always in busy hands’ is one to always have in mind when about to take the step. Even though I was mercilessly punished for failing my mathematics test, every tear that I dropped that day was to console my stupidity than the pain of the strokes of cane on my buttocks.

I may have prayed a numerous time for them to break up but the question remained the same, ‘Does she love me as I love her?’

Prove yourself in Minutes

Every passing second of the moment meant something in my life as I spent hours trying my best to make the experience a memorable one. Meeting her for the first time was a dream come true as it took years of attention and observation to gather the courage to express myself in person to her. Many would have thought her beauty would make her reduce or reconsider the kind of questions to ask after my short prayer. What took me aback a little was the fact that my courage or years of studies and observation was to be tested in minutes; I had to prove my WORTH within minutes.

She made it clear to me to be careful about the chances I take in life but my stubborn attitude would not pay the needed attention. In an enclosed, well-spaced room was the venue for the battle. My lack of any kind of relevant information would surely render me disqualified or as a failure. 

As a serious student, I did spend hours to ‘grab’ every needed information for this great battle. Passing this will surely be the needed key for an excellent certificate as some love ones are spending much to keep me there. It was in this room I wrote my final examination after spending four good years in school (an estimated 34560hrs). It was funny as I read through the questions; ‘I spent 4yrs to answer these?’ was my rhetorical question after going through them. 

I may have found mine very easy, but the mind are surely not the same. I really miss her even though she is my ex now.