A Touching Story


Hmm… It hasn’t always been like this. Honestly, it hasn’t. Only thing is, nature had always indicated it’ll be something similar to this. Can you see that image below? Yea – that book? I’ll like to quickly tell you something about that book. Even though it looks rickety and forsaken, that “higher education” note is one of my most priced assets. “Is” not “Was” and that’s the story I’ll quickly share.

I come from a family of creatives and I can boldly say that, because as kids, my elder brother was a record producer. He’ll get empty audio cassettes, gather us together and we’ll sing into Dad’s big black radio while the red record button’s being held down. We’d listen to it after the “studio session” and feel we could make a few bucks off album sales.

My second elder brother was producing fantastic drawings from the images in “The Book of My Bible Stories” (for the tough ones, he’d use the aid of a greased paper on top of the images. If you know, you know). My sister was writing emotional novels, the full length of that higher education. I kid you not. My kid bro also had his stints with drawing… Then all of a sudden; bam!

We grew up.

I wrote my first novel around the age of 12. I can’t remember the title or what it was about. Then I became a comics person. I’d rather buy comics than buy food. I could run errands in exchange for any comic book you have. Then, I was so in love with “Super Strikas”, I was dreaming about Shegz Okoro. I heard they’re still producing that comic series (talk about consistency). I read comics to the point where I began drawing my own series.

I remember people who knew me then, asked if I’ll try to produce it and do some sort of commercial distribution. “Wha iz that?” (In Jenifa’s voice) Me, I was just drawing for fun o. Which one is commercial? While drawing was going on, I became fascinated with writing. My passion for writing wasn’t born from being a very good reader (I sometimes struggle with reading even till now) but I knew there was a whole lot in my head and how I felt after penning things down can’t be fully described.

I’d write on any piece of paper I can lay my hands on, but then came this book in the image, titled “Variety Book”. That book should be around 12 years old or so. I’ll write poems, facts, short stories; oh… And I watched Frank Edoho’s “Who wants to be a millionaire?” with my book and pen. At every opportunity to write, I was just writing. I’d become so familiar with this gold of a gift, I’d totally devalued it.

In my new book – The Secret To Immortality; what I said about “Purpose” was that for most of us, we’ve become so familiar with what we we’re meant to be doing, we almost can’t believe we’re meant to be doing it. The day I stumbled on my variety book after about 4/5 years, I knew I’d been a writer all along. It just took me a few extra years to accept and reignite my purpose.

So on your journey to purpose discovery, look around you, become more self-aware and pick the things you’ve always done and probably still enjoy doing. Definitely what you’re meant to be doing is amongst those things.


18-07-18 “The Secret To Immortality”

Wait for it.

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