Nsem Piiiiiii!!!;GHANA BLACK STARS

OOOOOOOOOoooooooh!!! Ghana!,this one dieeer we missed it,after all the internal political inconviniences,this time around it seems we have washed our dirty lining in public.A pal in Canada asked me'Hey buddy!don't you guys have banks in Ghana?' very interesting question to answer to answer.Where are we heading to kraahh! Do we even care at all about one another,ATTITUDE! ATTITUDE!ATTITUDE!!,we all seem to know the remedy to all these challenges yet the self will;THE ATTITUDE to transform is deficient. Who do we blame at all?The already Match fixing SAGA is on display,its pending for only God knows how long.Is it that the players demanded too much from the Association and Government as compared to what is being paid other nationals;or the Ministry of Sports is reaping some fruits of 'trustworthiness',Could it be the Coach? or the Management,all these questions are deepening in our minds,in our pursuit for the truth.The Ghana Football Association has failed us all,yes!! in my eyes that's what i see. Nsem piiii!!!!! Is it true that Unibank is the official bank for the Black Stars and the players were issued Master Cards for these transactions?so why didn't they pay our players through the means of banking?hmmmmmmm!Only God knows what went wrong,Can you imagine the cos90 job done by the executives of this bank?wasn't there any legal compromise?why all of a sudden some people want cash?Are the players divided?after all they are even charged 17% tax per head in Brazil,amounting to $17000 per head.Do we know how many hospital bills that can clear?how many students could be sponsored by that?OOOooh Ghana!!!Even the cost of the chartered Flight to transport the money can even be used to build a hospital or a market even a school?Asem paaaa nie3!!! This shame diiieeeer!!! First we lost to U.S.A,then we impressed the world by holding Germany boot for boot?Do we know the impressions we created on the minds of people who watched that game?Here we are now, we fell from Grace to Grass,Hero to Zero. We sacked two great players;Sulley and Kevin?What is the truth behind their dismissal?Were they really difficult to handle? The question i ask is why don't these players cause chaos in their respective clubs?Is the Management missing something?I get soo confused analysing all these..If there will be any investigation,i suggest the whole team and management be dissolved and reconstituted and possibly the enquiry made public for the sake of transparency. We got it all wrong this time round.Would they even want to step down at all..?hmmmmm!!!!I wish i could criticize the entire body yet there is always two sides to story.Until we hear all parties talk without any contradiction then we can judge...We those on fence are watching...What went wrong? Why all these embarrassment?Nsem piiiiiii!

My PROPOSITION on Development;#my opinion.

Hello family!,i sincerely appreciate the concerns you have raised in relation to this blog,especially to the grammatical and typographical errors.I really do appreciate them.keep them coming.Thank you for taking time to read every piece of mine.God bless you all.i will do my best to meet your requests to serve a common purpose. To the substantive issue for today,can Ghana redefine the meaning of development in respect to our communities? Many people say 'Ghanafour' KASA papaa,yet they do less.From where i sit,i seem to agree perfectly with them with a certain degree of freedom.Indeed Boys Abre3,Abaa!!for the women dem dey talk Pass.....Listening to the various radio stations every morning,i can conclude that every single individual of this noble state sees the prospect of this country developing beyond the level we are today.As a developing country,we seem to have projected a very promising state,a sharp contrast to the ideal reflection on the ground.Now am sounding like a politician,but hey! lets take a little detour.Apart from holding government officials responsible for embezzlement and other retrogressive attitudes,can't we as communities change the whole dynamics of development?Development that will minimize crime to mile zero,free of flood,increase the number of hospitals,yield quality education,proper sanitation,good drinking water to every household and employment to every Tom,Dick and Harry?After all every community has virtually all the professionals.We are always admiring the beautiful estates around us but we forget that we can form our high class courts with excellent layouts. Its all start with changing our attitude to becoming game changers.Imagine if every community decides to hold their own neighbors for building on water ways,reporting criminals to the police,deciding to lobby our own funds to construct our roads,build schools,hospitals,law courts,providing good water to every house hold and the revenue generated is used to institute other relevant project of equal interest,just imagine all this.Just thinking aloud,if every community decides to put their heads together to establish the basic things that will create convinience for everyone,imagine this competition among communities,how will tomorrow be like if our fathers start this attitude today?Am considering a fighting society that decides not to fully rely on Government but decides to do their best in meeting their own goals,eliminating incompetent leaders via the ballot box,exhibiting the true spirit of accountability and promoting the positive sense of development.Just imagine how competitive this will be among communities if we decide to sacrifice a little of our hard earn monies to develop our own fore courts and as well fight for a little support from government.Imagine a community with its own power and water generating system...ooops development,traffic free,noise free etc..For me development starts with the attitude to of change for positive growth for generation yet unborn.#its possible if we make the steps. beauty sells dear....so sweet but it depends on you and i to decide on what levels of beauty we desire. Want to acknowledge the sun news paper,architect&engineering link and Brixton-energy for these lovely pictures.A journey of a thousand miles begins with a step,by Lao Tsu.#ITSPOSSIBLE.

My Pain .....my family.....my hope

I don't feel pain when i get hurt ,poor or anything soo bad,they may hurt but it seems other things hurt me more.It is paramount when i hear mother ready to sell her baby just for survival,when i see a man walking with a leg infected with elephantiasis,yet feels soo comfortable,when a man with a swollen jaw with a diameter of about 10cm sits by Novotel every morning to beg for money,When school going kids sell water by the road side,when a yoghurt seller chases a van just to sell one yoghurt.When a 13 year old is described as a hardened criminal and 15 year old a queen in prostitution.We are family 'abi' yes we are so why should we watch a neighbor go astray? It hurt soo much when you see these people go through all these and wish there was a way.But i ask myself what can i do to assist,how can i help my colleagues?is it just about money,is there anything i can offer? Its so much pain to hear of drowning of people on the volta lake virtually every week yet we rarely hear of any effort to provide these communities with a modern ferry or mini ship that help transport them to places of convinience. These same people try so hard to feed by transporting food from these places to the cities yet die as a result of travelling challenges,what a pitty!.What other means could they have used?yet we are quick to sponsor great events such as beauty pageants,music shows,etc.. how many of these villages have good classroom blocks,clinics,libraries,good drinking water and all the other good things we yearn for in the city?Is it because am not in their shoes?but thinking of it again i feel the fortunate are just a little selfish.sorry to say so but thats just my opinion.How i wish farmers will also be selfish for a short while and there will be no importation of crops. How can we help in bridging this gap.How can we as individuals or societies bring about a change in a particular challenged community?Are we ready to help? 1.Lets agree that there are problems. 2.Let take a single problem of utmost priority. 3.Lets raise funds. 4.Lets make a change to that community 5.Let it be sustainable. 6.Let see them smile 7.Let give hope to them as a family. It always begin somewhere.Imagine every church,mosque,school,community,company and individuals decides to assist in solving a problem of health,education,housing,water etc.....imagine if i start,guess how it will be if we all lend a helping hand,how much more if its a team work?#wearegamechangers.....so i start....you start...we start.... We can all cant get to the top,but we can help one another in one way or the other to get there one day with a difference...

My Confusion;Life.s journey...........

'Pain is temporarily,it may last for a minute,an hour ,a day or even a year,but eventually it will subside'these words of Eric Thomas sometimes lift me up when i feel like giving up.At times i feel what i go through defines pain,but seeing the innocent kids running on the street barefooted in happiness push me further for they no not what the future holds for them.Afterall what is my destiny,it got to a point where i accepted that i am an unlucky failure.i feel like i have gone through a lot all because i wanted to get to the top,no need for second place,no way! yet ....what i always fight rather embraces me hapilly. am i editing my script well,i am the hero,the director,the manger,the producer,the villain,how good is my script?am i a free minded person?do i harbour a lot than i want to achieve?am i blaming to many people?do i focus too much on what people say about me?am i living the dream i want io live or living the life of others?am i forgetting that no two people are alike?Everyone sees me to be that strong and bold guy but in my room you will find me in tears everyday.Where am i actually heading to? i always ask myself.Sometimes i just watch these movies;PERSUIT OF HAPINESS,ULTIMATE GIFT,CINDERELLA MAN,SOUL SURFER,CONVICTION,THE GREAT DEBATORS,THE BLIND SIDE,BEN CARSON'S STORY,GIFTED HANDS,ARGO,MEN OF HONOUR and whole lot more.watching these movies have virtually become my comforter.At times i feel like giving up on life afterall we are born to die! yes! but within me i feel i owe the poor and my society and great deal of victory,its as though the world has beaten me permanently to my knee ,i have taken so much blows but am still moving forward,with all these pains,i fear if i quit i will be termed a coward and so i keep fighting.Remember Mohammed Ali?he claimed he was the best even before he became the best. I fear,i feel pain,i get sad yet i do not want to quit.i am always failing,almost every time,yet i want to finish the race i started.Me alone;a student,a worker,a brother and uncle .......a mentor.Its amazing how many great people share life puzzling stories on how they suceeded,overcome every turbulation to get to that destination,a venue that defines victory over pain.

How close am i?when will i ever get there?when will i ever say i am worth living with confidence?what am i doing wrong?am i leaving God out of the game?am i not working hard enough? Those of you who are making a difference,just keep going far cos you give me hope.i believe that one day ,just one day ,i will redefine myself as a brand of hope for others.I see life to be a game but life is war.its either you win or you loose.you decide.Many great men failed a 1000 times yet just one day they suceeded. yes! they did.I put in my very best,yes i do,i sacrifice every little thing,but.....what i am doing wrong#i wanna be a #gamechanhger.i am here for a purpose,even if it was wedlock,it happened cos it needed to.I want to go far so as to liberate others with greater challenge.May be am not sacrificing enough,may be am not valuing every second,maybe am taking my eye off the lens,just may be.That reminds me of olympics 1992,Barcelona,Derek Redmond was favoured to medal in a 400 meter sprint.This guy had severe pain 150 meteres into the race,he leaped in pain with a support from the dad who beat security to help his son,his father wanted him off the track but he insisted and limped in pain to finish what he started,so determined he finished the race and had a standing ovation from over 65000 people and was awarded a medal for his determination.Even in soo much pain he never gave up.I will get there just because you believe in me,i choose to win.

MY MOMENT of LIFE

WHAT CAN I DO? God save us from sin.Each and every time i travel i shed tears.why Oh! Lord!? i ask my self.After all God can't answer me to my hearing,maybe spiritually i guess or through a human angel someday.Why do i keep seeing these young boys and girls hawking everywhere.As young as age seven(7),this little girl is selling bread by the street.Look at that!! she is even chasing after our bus just to sell something to the passengers. Sometime ago i did the same,very similar to the plight of this little girl.I just don't know why i feel so bad for her.May be with mine at least i do it after school or after i have been sacked for school fees after i some few strokes as a reminder to my parents.So funny,students receive strokes for their parents.But this time i wished someone will just just take this kid and take care of her,just take her to school in a motivating ambience so she can also compete with her colleagues in the big towns and cities. Poverty indeed is a disease.

But,wait a minute,where are her parents after all?She says her mum is not fine and daddy passed before she was born, so she need to raise some money for her drugs.Aaaa! aren't you guys on the National Health Insurance Scheme?She doesn't seem to know. Eeeeih!!! i love her smile.She seem bright and ready to learn but......Don't worry dear someday all will be well.'For my story i will tell you one day okay?just take care of mum and study hard so you can take care of mummy in the future,i said to her'.As our bus leave we wave at each other.Oouch!!! she saw the tear in my eyes,sorry pretty,just remembering what i went through and even now,can't say.I love you girl,you are my inspiration as i said to myself. But hey! i bought some of the bread so she can go support mummy and i as well gave her something little for ice cream,hope i didn't pamper her.how could i have helped at all? huh!!!! poor child. Someday my story will change your game.#itspossible#bagamechanger.