If you can conceive it, you can achieve it. I grew up dreaming how to inspire people. The dream was without form but the conviction was so strong. This day in retrospect birthed a dream of many years, not even the vicissitudes of life could stop its manifestation. It is not enough to dream. Dreams come in vision but many visions live and die as vision because they are blurred. Your vision becomes clearer when they are lettered. This was what I did in 2016 when I took my vision beyond mere wishes. It was not for nothing. I’m a living witness. Winners don’t emerge from those who intend to run the race. Winners roll up their sleeves and jump on the field of play even when it is not convenient. If my weekly musing means anything to you, then you need a copy of my new book. I bet that the hard copy will find a prominent place in your library. The e-copy will be an essential companion. I asked another friend like you what price he is willing to pay for my e-book of over 200 pages and he laughed, he asked if I’ve democratised the pricing of my intellectual property but I said why not? You’ve been a part of my long journey and I’m incomplete without you.

Many would wish to have an omelette without breaking any egg but there is no record of such gains without pains in ancient and modern history. Some would argue that Nigeria got her independence too cheaply and took development for granted when there was surplus, that we failed to project far into the future. It may appear a coincidence but I think it is symbolic that Nigeria is witnessing a rebirth on her 60th anniversary as Nigeria clocked 60 on 01 October 2020.

Nothing compares with Christmas. I looked for one event so universally recognised, even by adherents of other faiths, and I found none. Not even the novel coronavirus could stop the love in the air as Christ is born in a manger in a matter of days.