A NATION ON THE WAY TO DESTRUCTION

It’s disheartening whenever I hear people talk about how difficult it is to survive in Ghana when the very same people have perfected an idea of “by all means”.
How can we all be successful at the same time? I am not sure that is possible but the hardships we face is mostly induced on us by us.
Most Ghanaians would point fingers at politicians and not their thumbs which brought the “thiefing” breed known as politicians to power. The fact is; as much as a politician may have the over-all good of the nation at heart, it does not mean he would overlook the needs of his immediate cronies. Besides, a politician would push for policies perceived to be of significant benefit to the nation as a whole and also a bringer of 10% kickbacks into their designer suits.
Since me and you can’t get kickbacks we have found our own way of extorting money from people and linking it to “ enimia/eye-throng/hi3 wa/nin pagre ”(hook or crook).
This starts from the market, to the barbershop, the trotro station and even to the church.
Why must we suffer so much?
I walked through dome market the other day to buy food stuff and surprisingly the differences in price tags where so huge and all they said was “things are hard”, if things are hard am I the one to make it soft. Every1 charges how much they want for anything and tells u “if you can’t buy go”. Is it not insulting to be told “woni sika aa wo se eduro enye”. I wonder who is responsible for pricing items and services in Ghana. I understand this may not involve government but all those who jump on streets every time there is a new government must be living elsewhere. The very difficulties you are complaining about is being perpetuated by your neighbor and instead of reporting to the appropriate authority you lash at “government”(the president). The poor service of electricity can partly be attributed to illegal connections and even them that don’t pay bills. Yet we complain. Are we a serious people?
We say prostitution is illegal, why do we have them lined up on the streets each night? Throw the whores in jail.
Trotro patrons like me have not been spared , trotro charges 1ghc instead of 60gp from circle to dome but yet no one cares about it.No one complains and when as a passenger you complain other passengers ask you to get off if you can’t afford to pay. It’s absolutely pathetic. Its well-known that Tip-Toe lane and the bus stop at circle towards Achimota has been overtaken by hawkers selling mostly stolen items and interesting I see members of the security services buying from them. If we aren’t a pathetic folk what else can we be?
It saddens my heart. The moral fiber of my generation has totally been thrown to the dogs but yet we expect good to come to us.
A generation that does not live within its means would always find a way to make extra cash, how they do that doesn’t matter.
I was surprised when tertiary students writing end of semester exams had t-shirts with the inscriptions “teachers call it cheating, we call it team work” eiii is this future leaders of Ghana. God save us.
Companies’ owned by foreigners have rekindled slavery. They employ one very educated Ghana-man and make him slave master and together they exploit and abuse workers who are paid peanuts. And woe unto you if you dare complain.
Where is the spirit of “ndorboa” (the practice where people helped till each other’s lands for food production in the villages). Where is the spirit of “if Ghana makes it we all enjoy”? Where is that spirit that made us think about each other’s problems and help solve.
Now it’s more of “each man for himself, God for us all”
I know for sure if these attitudes are not kicked out then we would suffer and suffer and suffer even more. If each one of us make a resolve not to cheat or help cheat I am sure we would be on the way to making life easier for us.(only in Ghana can a retail store make 250% profit on items)
Ghana will fail; it would be reduced to a large pond of criminals if we don’t change our perception about acquiring wealth and attaining success. “Hook or crook” won’t help us.

NB:
I am just making an observation and whoever cares to read and make sense of it can. But if you think am writing garbage, then I hope you never board trotro or walk around circle.

MY GIFT FOR YOU ON VALS DAY

It is a mystery why we fall in love. It is a mystery how it
happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why
some love grows and it is a mystery why some love fails.

There are a number of reasons why people fall in love. Some people fall in love for the right reasons. Others do it out of lack of confidence. They do not want to be alone. A lot of people love the idea of being in love but not the actual fact of being in love. Love is a bigger emotion than we perceive. Love is not just about the sex, the gifts, and the companionship; it is an emotion many have tried to understand so don’t be surprised When that person you so very much thought is in love with you ask's for a break up.

 Usually, we fall in love not just with a person that we find attractive and appropriate for us, but also someone who demonstrates that they are attracted to us. The fact that they are attracted to us offers a significant opportunity — when we perceive this, we feel a surge of exhilaration!

But is that attraction really “LOVE”?

Most of us would agree to the fact that something attracted you to that special someone you so very much love “today”. I am saying today because a lot of us has experienced that “today” before but now curse the day we met that “special” someone.

As much as we would find all the reasons to say why that person should have never walked out of our lives, we should also look at the sincerity “they” attached to the “goodbye”.

The bunch of us confuse good friends as good lovers. I do not dispute the fact that your lover can be your best friend, but my question is; why did we have to wait till our best friend broke up with their lover before we moved in?

Whilst others say love grows, others believe love is felt from day 1. In trying to understand this, I have come to realize a mistake we mostly make and blame the other for a failed relationship. Let’s take the situation where you have known a girl for some time and you both have grown very fond of each other. Unfortunately the other is seriously attached to another person. So you can’t talk about dating them. Now when a break up happens, the first point of call is you, because you are their number 1 confidante. What usually happens is, you try consoling them, and eventually you both start thinking how the two of you could be a perfect couple.(a big mistake) you are most likely going to start dating until your partner realizes they don’t love you. Then the problem starts, you will moan and groan over how much they deceived you into believing they loved you. But ask yourself, did you consider love as a part of what you were pursuing as friends? If no, then I think you should just keep mute over such a break up because you only came in as a savior when your friend was heartbroken. When you are heartbroken, you turn to believe your best friend is the perfect lover you should be with, but reality says otherwise. Our best friend won’t necessarily make a perfect lover for us. Love is stronger than the mere friendship that bonds you together.

You made a good friend don’t mean you would be a life partner.  

So don’t moan when that best friend turn lover asks for a break up. You should realize from day1 that you are a “friend” and like a good friend, you are expected to move in to help heal the wounds resulting from the break up, if you are not strong enough to accept the role as a savior you will go the road me and many have walked. You will be heartbroken and worse of all, make an enemy of your once best friend.

As people all over the world celebrate today as a world lover’s day, I just want to share this with you.

You are a savior of your friends when they are heartbroken; do not rush to quickly try to make that role become a “lover” role. For the end will not be good for you. If you both really want to be together it must happen when all the wounds of the break up are healed. Rationality is thrown to the wind when you mistake your role in your friend’s life and they vice versa. Some people would always be there to offer a shoulder to cry on, and that is exactly what your role is. If you find that your friend is moving too fast just after their break up, it would be best to tell your friend to slow down. Don’t let how you feel lead you into thinking they a grasp on their emotions. Remember a break up don’t take a day to get over. It takes weeks, months and sometimes years.

Therefore let this day be the day you start playing your role properly. Let this day be the day you start being a friend than trying to fit in the shoes of your friends “ex”. The shoes may just be too tight or too loose. You are a savior in times of a break up and the sooner you accept this, the better, for then you can enjoy a good friendship.

Happy Valentine’s day to you all.

I LOVE YOU

The words "i love you" are said to be priceless,what if i say the words "Jesus loves u", what would that mean? Well,for me, the love of God and Jesus sustains me. People would hurt me bt my God would neva hurt me. So next time u think u love that man or woman,love em like Christ loves you.

Looking beyond the conventional

Nkwabisa meina ne bien paali.

It’s been a while, and I have stayed on a low profile trying to understand things better and “rethink my thoughts”.  It is interesting the rate at which the number of members of this group has increased in the last few months. Naturally increase in numbers comes with an increase in ideas.

A week ago a good female friend asked me a question “what are you doing about it”, though the issue was not necessarily related to buluk.it still reminded me of a question I have been asked by a few members of this group.

I am Afoko Winston Churchill (Slim Badek Exet). I am not a magician neither am I some rich tycoon or an agency of any sort, I do not have any political ties, and I won’t say I have the solutions to “klll” the problems of Buluk.

A few days ago my friend Kweku Sintim Missa the presenter of real estates on tv3 was installed chief in his traditional area, his efforts were recognized because he as an individual has been successful in harnessing the talents and resources of other citizens of his town to push the developmental agenda of the land to the next level without relying on government. I am not insinuating me being a chief, no. All I am saying is there is power in a people agreeing to look at the unconventional ways of changing the living standards of them. Many of us have been stranded before; didn’t we find a way out?

I asked a friend “how can you build a hospital in 2yrs”. She has still not figured it out, but we must always look beyond the possible means, we must look beyond what’s normal and conventional.

To build a hospital requires lots of money, as an individual I can’t afford to build one. But think about the people who would benefit from it, think about their resource base and think about their ability to live daily. Now who is willing to give funding for such a project; the World Bank, an NGO, Government or You/Me?

The fact is government and World Bank has the plan of the hospital in “the pipeline”. so u can wait it will come someday, but until then let the sick die.

The ngo, is always looking after how much percentage they will make on funds and secondly they do not get funding for such huge projects easily but till they do, let the sick die.

As for me and you, the money we make is not enough to pay the bills, eat some dog meat, drink some pito and even pay our depts. so we can’t build a hospital therefore let the sick die.

But have u thought of your traditional area being made up of people?

We all enjoy that “check check” once in a while, that extra chicken, that box of digestive biscuits, the cornflakes, the gum, the bar of chocolate and every little pleasant thing that seem to cost nothing. Imagine 100000 bulsas eating chocolates which cost 1ghs every month. That is a 100000ghs. Now 100,000ghs by 12 months will be 1,200,000ghs a year, therefore 2yrs means 2,400,000ghs in 2years.

Now with such an amount which organization won’t be encouraged to help such a determined people build a hospital? Besides with so many unconventional ways of building now, a hospital could be built for about half what it would previously cost. In the same way, the people can get the equipment needed to get the hospital running.

The above approach would definitely have its challenges but they won’t stall the project as much as changes in governments will stall a project.

I am not asking to build a hospital in Buluk, all I am saying is, we can do so much in Buluk as a united body.

Sandema sech-tech is in tatters now and many of us have been through that institution, many bulsa’s in high positions have gone through that glorious pride of Buluk. We are sitting here pretending to be so  proud of where we come from, but issues of Buluk do not bother us, after all we voted for an mp and some president.

The only thing I know governments and their agencies will always do is grading the bumpy roads when its 6months to elections. As for the rest “it’s in the pipeline”. If as a people we don’t seek to develop our own, then we might as well as just sit and watch the once beloved Buluk go tatters like many societies.

Now, development is not limited to infrastructural, but a solid human resource base is the most important if the agenda of Buluk is to be pushed to the next level. Creating a constant flow of wealth in the land is a sure way to sustaining development. Thwarting the negative habits that lead to destruction in the land will help everyone realize their potential to the fullest. Alcoholism, drug addiction, Inferiority complex, sexual immorality and many others alike have not advanced the good course being pursued by any people.

And the best people to be able to get all these social cankers out of the land is me and you.

We all have some experience of a sort, we all have been through so much, we all have learn some lessons. We all make some money, whether through work or as a gift, we all do.

Now what is stopping us?

I wept after I got just 2 messages responding to my message about us getting to know each other’s talents, places of residence and a few others so we can know how to be a better united folk and how we can start an initiative that would culminate in the development of the people of Buluk.

It saddens my heart and makes me feel my passion is a waste of time, my dream is a useless one; that no one cares about the future of our beloved Buluk. It is so sad sometimes I just want to be able to live “normal” without thinking about Buluk, but I can’t, I do believe it’s just a matter of time when people would realize the importance of being identified as a bulsa man/woman and the honor that is associated with belonging to a particular people.

I pray that day comes. I still want to know more people, I still want to share ideas with people, I still want us to come up with practical but unconventional solutions to the troubles that affect Buluk.

I pray people understand me. I pray they do

Afoko Winston Churchill (Slim Badek Exet)

THE TIME IS NOW

tho i didnt know what exactly i was writing and dont intend to edit it,i thought u shd have a read.


The souls of our fathers wallow in pain and shame
Their graves have become tombstones of intense heat
They died and where proclaimed famous
But the very generations they laid their lives down for have rather turned that fame to shame
The land we occupy as an African people has proven to be the most blessed when it comes to natural resources.
Yet
What do we see?
Hunger, ill-accomplishment, negativity, inferiority and constant backward movement
This we cry each day to abolish, to overcome and to turn around.
Each day an educated African comes up with a new policy and the brains behind that policy is obviously a westerner
Can’t we as an African people do unto us as we wish them westerners to do unto us?
Do we throw our resources to the western man and ask him to help make the most out of it?
Until me and my brothers, sisters, aunties, uncles, fathers, mothers and grandparents at home are fully emancipated, we shall want more of the west that will keep asking for our souls as an inferior race and our fore fathers would have been disgraced by our actions.
It must start with:
Knowing our roots.
Knowing the resources available to us.
Knowing our needs as an African people.
Knowing the world’s technology.
Recognizing the talents available to us.
Africa can fix our own problems.
Africa can feed itself.
Africa can have its own technologies.
Africa can cure its own ailments.
Africa can be a MAN WITH ENOUGH URGE TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD.
THE TIME IS NOW….