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#SomethingFresh: I see – Ike Amadi @IkeAmadi

#SomethingFresh: I see – Ike Amadi @IkeAmadi

 

‘The night’s sleep was long and refreshing,’ I muse to myself.

Perhaps it’s time to kill Ali Baba.

I check my wrist watch.

4:27am.

What! That’s too early, man!

I do some mental calculations. I should have another two hours at least. This would just be a bonus to the already refreshing night rest.

I smile. Whoa!

I know you wonder why I have a thing for words like ‘freshness’, ‘fresh’, and ‘refreshing’. It is simply because these words, sometimes, cannot be replaced.

6:15am, my first alarm rings. I turn, take a gentle look at the phone, scroll down, click snooze, and try to relax while still lying on my bachelor’s bed.

My dad had told me severally that a person must not jump out of the bed without saying his prayers and thanking God for keeping him alive. I bury my head deeper in the small but soft pillow, and tune my mind to ‘meditation’ mood.

From meditation I try to pray for my family, the Church, my fellowship, and myself and mine.

I smile to myself, the day is going to be a good day.

Before I could doze off from that gentle mood of prayers, my second alarm rings. 6:30am.

This time I scroll down and click, ‘Cancel’. I don’t want to wake up.

I’m now at the mercy of my body clock.

It doesn’t fail me.

At 6:57am, I finally tell myself, ‘Son, you better get off this bed, for ‘He who loves sleep will never be rich.’ Ah! I want to stay rich!

My eyes are not tired, I have this new energy. I pick up the materials I need to freshen up, but before I go ahead to do so, I look through Charles Spurgeon’s devotional for today. Tale bearing. I must watch it, I tell my spirit. I hold the word up my spirit and take it to the freshening corner.

7:40am. Five minutes to head out.

Quietly, I put on my jacket, thank God for the opportunity to do something and head out.

I gently march on and observe that the snow is everywhere; it must have snowed heavily the previous night.

I notice that my pace is impeded; as when I put my right foot down, bringing it up again takes an extra effort.

Will I give up? No! Giving up is no option, I must ‘keep walking’.

On my way, I also observe the people on the way. It is cold, it is still snowing, albeit softly. A few have umbrellas, others use the hood of their jackets; still others whose jackets didn’t have hoods bend their heads.

One thing is common, however, we all keep moving. Everyone is moving. None is lagging behind. Yes, the pace is varied, but the motion, progressive. Men, women and children, all are moving. All have different focus. Some are happy; others, not as excited.

Some you could see are angry at the morning or perhaps need more sleep; that, however, doesn’t stop them from moving. They are all moving, moving to different destinations, moving to receive their daily bread.

Winter is cold, winter is hard, but life must go on.

This I observe is how the Russians are able to make the much visible progress. They do not give up, they keep doing something.

This is not to say that things are perfect down here. Oh! They also complain about leadership and other things like: unfair treatment of citizens and inequality among the regions of Russia, but that doesn’t stop these noble men and women from working hard to better themselves and their society.

I have been reading the biographies of some foreigners who became millionaires in Russia.

Now these men came in when the whole system was virtually non-functional. Service delivery was at its lowest ebb. They however saw it as opportunity to invest and bring in the things that were needed in the country. They brought things that were non-existent and thus made millions of dollars, for themselves, their companies, and the country.

Let’s begin to dream, friends. Those who have dreamt, let’s begin to do, those who have been doing, let’s not stop. There’s light at the end of every tunnel!

No matter what, keep walking!

8:30am. I am at the place I need to be,  and on time as well.

I smile.

Fresh!

 

- Ike Amadi

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