Time and moments are separate but distinct realities. They are both real, but at some point one leaves the realm of conscious reality. While time is a recurring phenomenon, moments are recorded in time. Yet he lives in the inner recesses of our minds. The important thing to note here is that you have to take the moment seriously. Time will repeat itself, but the moment will not repeat itself. The way out? Let’s be aware of the time and use the time to make the most of the moment.
A year ago my father, Pa Sunday Alaba Komolafe, was alive on planet Earth. Although he is no longer physically with us, this sympathetic and warm-hearted man still lives in the memory of many people, including yours sincerely, his eldest son. My best friend and confidant came out of this vast and savage world of war, misery and uncertainty, precisely, on August 11, 2020. He was 92 years old. A year later, my father’s death still looks like a distant movie! It’s like being a guest at a movie theater in stunned fun.
But how was life and what has become of our world, since that fateful Tuesday morning, when my father breathed his last? Much has happened at supersonic speed to our amazement.
To begin with, in the year following my father’s death, the Governor of Osun State, Mr. Gboyega Oyetola, appointed me one of his assistants. I thank him ! COVID-19 also remains a formidable adversary for the planet and a credible threat to all human civilizations.
During the reporting period, Nigeria’s security architecture and tragic situation have gone from bad to worse. In our world, human life is now 10 in 10,000! It’s not as sacred as it used to be! Integrity has not only become the victim of ingrained deception, the so far vaunted harmonious community coexistence between citizens also appears to have shifted elsewhere.
Before our eyes, the bandits seem to have perfected the way of persuading the state that a certain sum of money can only free a certain number of captives. Of course, this is an eloquent representation of Nigeria’s functional capacity as a sovereign state. But, thank God, Pa Komolafe is no longer here to witness these blatant breaches of attributes attributed to the state and the violent violation of our constitution; because its assumption has always been that state sovereignty cannot be successfully challenged by a group of people or associative identities; and that Nigerians voluntarily submitted their personal freedom to the sovereignty of the Nigerian State with the belief that the State would take care of them. Unfortunately, now when the bandits strike, all the state does is go begging, cap in hand, at the bandit outposts, often appealing to the dead conscience of the murderers.
In our part of the world, food insecurity is everywhere! The threat of herders’ killings and banditry alone has made farmers stand up from the farming settlements. So who will produce what we eat?
Economically, it is as if the falcon has stopped hearing the falconer. To complicate matters, economic tools, theories and major economic policies have proven to be counterproductive at best. Here, history turned out to have an infinite capacity to repeat itself, individually! Just over a year ago, $ 1 was about N550.00. Currently, $ 1 goes for about N550.00.
In the area of commerce, commercial activities and the incomes of the population have fallen. Banks are harmed in their ability to provide loanable funds to potential investors. Most of the adult population no longer saves money. Instead, they spend their small gains in the manner of their survival instinct. Feeding remains irregular. Drinking water is also becoming something else. Unemployment is skyrocketing; and the ‘Area Boys’ are mushrooming everywhere. The situation has become so horrible that the employees themselves are no longer happy. No, thanks to the drop in the purchasing power of their take-out products.
The good news is that the national government is doing its best to contain the predicament in the country. The recent delivery of Tucano Jets is undoubtedly a booster for our armed forces.
At a time like this, we must remember that our ancestors left us with values that should serve as a compass for our public administration. It is not always about money or material things. The good name should be cherished above gold. A deviation from this old value is what causes ‘rudurudu’ in the country.
Yes, my late father may not have had the Dangote type money, but this man of masculine energy and spiritual candor bequeathed the substance of life to us, his children; and, whoever was opportune to go through him. My dad taught us to trust God and to trust others too! Unfortunately, this element is missing in today’s world. In fact, it is so bad that the electorate no longer trusts the elected officials. Coincidentally, elected officials are also aware that they lack the confidence of the masses. So this is now a case of ‘ijamba ta fun ijamba ra. Ole gbee, ole gbaa. ‘ “Thief take me, thief take me!” This makes it a precarious situation! The irony of it all is that there doesn’t seem to be a consensus on how to move the country forward. And this is where the real problem lies!
While he lived, ‘Baba Kayode’, as he was affectionately called, never derailed from God. Whenever I needed help and went to see him; even, when he didn’t have the money or the related material things to give, my father’s comfort was always in Jehovah Jireh! For him, as long as God lives, he will always provide. And that’s a serious inheritance, because, even, if he had it; and he decided to give me all the billions of naira in this world to solve my problems, how would he solve a problem whose status and stature was beyond money? If he wasn’t the God he always cried out to, wouldn’t it have been a disaster?
Speaking for myself, whenever my mind is confused and there is no mortal to take my case to, I always ask, albeit rhetorically, “What would my father have done in this situation?” Of course, my late father prayed and asked God for his direction. Fortunately, my two grandchildren, aged 11 and 8, took over from their late grandfather. They already know how to fast and what it means to pray. As God would have wanted, they could see that God answered prayers. I can only pray that the Force of Israel will support them in Its path.
In the final analysis, you are sincerely grateful to God for taking my beloved father while we still had some semblance of a manageable normal situation. Take it or leave it, nothing concerns ‘Baba Kayode’ with Sunday Igboho or Nnamdi Kanu and their agitations.
May the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world, continue to rest my father’s soul and console the family he left behind!
Komolafe wrote from Ijebu-Jesa, Osun State ([email protected])