Who put the sour in sweet November???!

Who put the sour in sweet November???!

I watched my friend writhe in pain cause by the happenings of this month. He had lost his dad earlier this month just around the time someone he respected greatly passed on in a plane crash as well.

So we thought after the death of Myles Monroe we would get a breather. Of course, we can’t have anyone else die after such a great man? He was like hundred men in one. He lived such a purposeful life and touched so many people, institutions and nations. A friend pinged me a day after Myles Monroe’s passing and ask who he was, I was shocked and slightly offended that he didn't know who he was that the only answer I could come up with was “Ask Google”. Maybe I was over reacting but I believe just like Steve Job’s passing and Madiba’s passing would leave a dent in this world so would Myle Monroe’s.

And then I wake up to a message from a dear friend saying ChazB a fantastic On Air Personality and child of God had passed on too. I went numb for a moment and then I mumbled in the comfort of my room “nooooo, not you too”. Why couldn't some of these wicked and malicious politicians and religious bigots die instead I asked no one in particular.

What on earth was happening to sweet November?

I looked at the beeping red light from my phone and knew the news had gone viral. I wasn't ready to face my grief so I ignored them and curled back to sleep. But just like these precious lives, the sour that had been poured into my November had rid me of sleep too.

I didn't cry. I didn't laugh. I just went on with my life until when I chatted with my friend again and I realised three important people had been taken from him in such a short time and my heart broke finally. I felt sad and happy at the same time. Myles Monroe and ChazB had lived full lives even though to us it was short. They had such influence on people, we mourn them like we were kit and kin.

Life goes on right? And once again we have to pick up the pieces and move on. But this time, we MUST “find our place and fill our space” like Fela Durotoye would say. 

We do not plan to die but we must plan to leave behind a living legacy.

So it’s a sweet and sour November but we would hold on to the sweet and let the sour slowly slip away.

Star Struck with Nosa "Always"

So I met Nosa Omoregie again!

A few years ago a friend of mine sent me a message saying he just heard a song I will absolutely love and of course I replied “send it now” and he sent me “Always Pray for You” by Nosa.

This was my first exposure to the guy and I was super excited, “you mean this kind of music could come out of Nigeria?” I asked my friend after listening and he laughed as I followed it with “if you give me this kind of song you have to introduce me to this guy oh”.

Finally Nosa released an album and ChazB kept playing it on his program “Sharing Life Issues with ChazB” as his favourite album of the year and so I decided to get the album. I bought it in traffic, yes I confess because I was in a hurry to listen to what the rave was about. Oh and was it a satisfying buy! I played the cd over and over and over again until my friends could sing along and one of them finally took it off me since I had learnt all the songs and she was yet to buy hers (in traffic).

In July, my organisation was hosting this grand event and we needed someone to sing the national anthem. We went through a few names and struck a few out for various reasons, I watched as they deliberated and waited for the appropriate time to give my own option. It never presented itself so I took to campaigning among the deliberators. From “have you heard ‘Always Pray for You’” by Nosa, Isn’t it a great song?” to “Do you remember that cd I always play in the car? I think he has the persona we’re looking for” to out rightly saying, “Just take Nosa”. We did and it was an awesome choice.

We met that day for the first time by the elevator and my friend who knew about my dedication to that cd told him the story. Of course he’s a gentleman so he smiled a lot and we took pictures and my famzing became official.

And then yesterday another friend of mine who I went to hang out with calls Nosa to join us and we have a good time chatting for a few hours. I guess my friend brought out his “razer” side as I got to discover that he is absolutely hilarious and really down to earth.

Now my famzing has gone from official to familiar.


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