Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Burying the Ghanaian in Peace!

Komla Dumor aka the Boss Player
It has been five days since Ghana; my beloved Country was thrown into a state of mourning.  Komla Afeke Dumor - touted as one of the Ace-Journalists to ever walk this part of the earth has passed on, into the yonder and the gripping shock is yet to free some of us from our inactive state, to probably continue from where we left off.

Tributes from sitting and past Presidents, notable and unknown persons from every nook and cranny have trickled in, amidst suggestions of all kinds for the man who could neither consent to nor disagree with them. But, from all indications available on social media, there is no disputing that, the man lived par excellence; a beacon for Africa and the world as a whole.

Even though I cannot say for a fact, if these suggestions are from authoritative sources such as a family spokesperson or from the Presidency, but, they have given me much to reflect on. Firstly, how every group or persons are trying to associate with the once British Broadcasting Corporation Broadcaster, despite, he was a peoples’ person. Secondly, the good-hearted people who are proposing that a fund is set for the upkeep of his Children or nuclear family and thirdly, those proposing that he is given a befitting state burial.

Apart from the clamouring from the general public, the Ghana Journalist Association has officially come out to propose a befitting state burial for the Boss Player and an established fund to cater for his survivors and the first question I found myself asking absentmindedly was “why?”

As a nation, I think this is another opportune time to reflect on our values and what should be held in high esteem. Do we have a policy which is known to all sundry as to who qualifies for a state burial and whose surviving family should benefit from such funds if any exists at all?

Does working for a leading international broadcasting Corporation or other multinational companies of that comparative stature qualifies one for such benefits? Is the benefit only limited to only the top echelon of the political circle? How long should one work in such capacities to be honored with such benefits or just getting there is enough? Exactly, where do we cut the fine line to avoid this habit of talking and denigrating the efforts of people when they are dead and gone?

This is where we are: deliberating on what to do with the mortal remains of Komla Dumor and how to manage his lots when we should be pre-occupied with what actually made him a bright shining star in a dark world and the journey thus far.

Mr. Komla Dumor interacting with Ex-US President, Bill Clinton
Ghana, like any other Country is made of different ethnic groups and by extension, different cultural practices which is usually binding on the individual, but I still believe we as a people can come to a consensus to have common grounds and say, when matters of this nature arises. The policy makers have to be circumspect and proactive in projecting their foresight even before we are confronted with the imminent situations.

Can we propose for the Government to take over funerals in this Country just as it wades in to seemingly alleviate aspects of our lives such as the National health Insurance scheme and other instituted social programs to take care of its citizenry or leave it as it were, where some people conveniently erect billboards for their departed?

How about the Government subsidizing funeral costs of Citizens or scheming funeral plans in tiers, so you and I will know our fate even before we decide to die? 

I know that, the aforementioned questions have cost implications and may further dig a hole in the state coffers, not to talk about how governance will be worsened with the incidence of skyrocketing tax falling on the individual, but all I am trying to say is we need a plan. 

There must be a plan!

And in the wake of Government taking over by subsidizing or organizing free burial for its citizens, how do we handle the agitations from family and friends who would be denied the opportunity to organize upscale funerals for their loved and departed ones, especially if they made more money in their lifetime?

There would also be cultural insurgents and gatekeepers who would be denied the chance to bury their royalties according to accepted norms, not to talk about the businessmen who would be denied revenue from privately organizing funeral for families but somehow, there must be some kind of uniformity.

We cannot continue to characterize the death of notable people who have contributed immensely on individual and national scales with such uproar and non-uniformity, because the least we could do is to allow them to rest peacefully.

To this end, I can only express my condolences to the bereaved family and close friends of Komla Dumor, who would definitely feel the loss on a very personal level.

R.I.P. Komla Afeke Dumor!
Fare thee well 
Xede nyuie!
  

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

The Storyteller

Things have never really been the same again. He went up North and she went down South. According to her, he has lost it. He has lost what she wants; the very thing that energizes her and brings her alive. She doesn't remember when they last had any quality time in a world where everything was quantified.

He was jarred and getting lost in his world; dealing with his devils. He was up against everything, except himself. He hasn't lost the magic that fixates her and hasn't lost the charm befitting a Prince, only, no one had told her that reality is harsh. She has shut her eyes to the occurrences around her and given up on life. However, she clung and became friends with hope; an attribute she needed so badly in that dire moment.

Hope will come around anytime, even uninvited. Hope tells her it was going to be alright. It also tells her to take it easy and hang in there. Lastly, hope assured her that, her man has not lost the magic of loving her the way she wanted, neither has he lost the art of telling her stories. Even though, she didn't believe, she smiled at the insight.

The insight energized her and brought back fond memories, so she reached out for her backpack and stuffed it with a Walkman, a pen and a paper, a couple of assorted fruit bonbons from the dining table  and her phone she had switched off all day. She was headed for their favorite spot at the beach to have a quiet time. For a change, she was going to do what she hasn't done before. She wants her man, and she is going to do everything, maybe, just something to have him.

She is going to try her hands at penning down her feelings in simple terms. She is no award winning writer. She is just a lover who wants things better than they were.

Just before she set out to write a sestet for him, she felt some eyes boring into her. She frantically looked around, but saw nothing, so she began writing.

My bony ebony
If only I could see u 
I would not be this blue
And we might just sail through 
just as wishes will not be horses 
I can never get over your kisses

As soon as she dotted the last sentence, the apparent feeling manifested. He has come looking for her, after calling her phone all day. He hugged her from behind and a combination of fear and a clout of mixed feelings of whether to be indifferent or hug back came to the fore. But before she could actually think, her body, spirit and soul has taken over reasoning, and she hugged back. He then pulled a mail envelope from the back pocket of his branded Akademiks denim Jeans, while the moment was still tensed up and he gently shoved it into her already opened hand.  "Here", and he started to walk away.

She quickly opened the envelope and shakily removed the pad  but it was tightly folded. She unfold,ed the first one and it was blank. Second one, and it was the same. These, coupled with the fact that the distance between them was widening was not amusing, she was becoming apprehensive. The suspense heightened till the fifth, which was coincidentally the last one and this had something scribbled on it.

I haven't lost my story telling abilities to u and I'm still your man. i will forever be your Prince Charming, and I want you to now and always be mine. Call me when you are ready and let's make up. Come see me and let's change the world!

And now, with her lit eyes, she didn't even know if she should just jolly after him or sit back and refine her poem for him.

Friday, 10 January 2014

2013 Facebook Awards

Dear Friends,

I have always wanted to present to you some 'friends' on my timeline who do more than just posting statuses or keeping up appearances. These personalities are more than just another 'man' in their chosen endeavors and I must say are very outstanding in what they do, and this has nothing to do with their shortfalls and successes outside Facebook.

Unequivocally, we all stand out once in a while but these fine brains whether latently or manifestly, are bound to draw you in consistently to at least, observe their opinionated stance on their perception of the world.

 Their uniqueness; borne out of the depth of their expressive thoughts and the tenacity that characterizes their projected ideas, thoughts and overwhelming persona is something you cannot refuse to be adamant about or overlook. I can only say that, their potentials, if harnessed well can help their immediate environs and Ghana as a whole out of its stalled quagmire. Simply, these are fine brains everyone should have as a friend on their timeline so as to have a peek on their walls from time to time.

Without much ado, it is time to present to you the exhaustive list of Fb personalities for the year 2013 under review:

WRITERS
Qouphy Appiah Obirikorang (satire, fiction, creative, non-fiction)
Nana Awere Damoah (satire, fiction, character sketches, non-fiction, news articles)
Kwame Gyan (editorials, opinions, non-fiction, complaints)
Nana Tsiwah Theophilus ( Transformational, Opinions, non-fiction)
Jude Edze Davids (Abstract, poetry, fiction, non-fiction, Anecdotes, character sketches)
Kojo Akoto Boateng (non-fiction, opinions)
Bright Simons (opinions, editorials, transformational, non-fiction)
Efo Dela (character sketches, poetry, comic strips, non-fiction
Kola nut (travelogues, non-fiction)
Zulkiffe Bare (humour, jokes, comic)
Gid Is (humour, jokes, comic)
Abubakar Ibrahim (news articles, opinions, reports, complaints)
Selorm Branttie (opinions, travelogues, transformational, complaints)
Jose-Marie katende (Anecdotes, fiction, non-fiction, satire, creative)
Ayimadu Theduke (creative, non-fiction)
Kofi Yankey (animal fiction, non-fiction)
Chris Worla Essikpe (complaints, opinions, non-fictions)
Andre Jnr (humour, jokes, comic)
Kofi Gbedemah humour, jokes, comic)
Kwabena Opoku -Agyeman (news articles, opinions, non-fiction)
Yvonne Amenuvor (opinions, non-fiction)
Ann-platinum (opinions, non-fiction)
Patriarch George (transformational, opinions, non-fiction)
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (poetry, non-fiction)
Maame AB (opinions, complaints, transformational, editorials, non-fiction)
Musah Mustapha (transformational, fiction, non-fiction)
Godfred Kofi Ofori (opinions, non-fiction)
Abdul hanan-confidence  (non-fiction, fiction
Benjamin Joe Danso (non-fiction, news articles)
Qwarme Erzuah (news articles)
Precious kweku Obeng (non-fiction, news articles)
Selasi Kuwornu (opinions, non-fiction)
Kwabena Is-Onbreak (non-fiction, poetry)
Samuel k. Obour (reports, news articles)
Auntie Adjeley (reports, news articles)
Bernadette Araba adjei (non-fiction)
Chinda ajebota (humor, jokes, comic)
Abaare Cletus (news articles, reports)
Michael Bokor (non-fiction, news articles, editorials)
Kwaku sonny (poetry, non-fiction)
Poetra Ama Asantewaa (Poetry)
Selikem Geni(satire, fiction)
Emeka Awere (non-fiction, poetry)
Manasseh Awuni Azure (news articles, editorials, reports, non-fiction)        



SPORTS (Tit-bits)
Manuel Castro
Manucho Maghandi
Seth Asiedu
Nii Aryee Qwaqwalanya
Maame Acey yamoah
George Sam
Isaac asempah
Nana hemaa osihene adiepena
Emmanuel nixon eshun


CONSCIOUSNESS
daBiggest Boss
Meester Sheriee
Shiela Dzifa Dorkenoo
Tlorm beEnie
Turkson richardson
Edem koku wotordzor
Ebenezer Mario gbormittah
Elorm c. Ahadzi

EVANGELISM
Stedem kwame ampeh
kobby ray
cornelius
larry martei
hiram elzerah Emmanuel
kingsley St John Enninful
bernadette araba adjei
Samuel dake
Seth senanu  kpodo


POLITICS
samuel fahren otoo
frank mandela bawumia
dela Coffie
kwesi Dawood
sam George
kofi Goka
kwame Gyan

PUBLICITY
Prez Al-Haj De Bunk
Kojo Akoto Boateng
Abubakar Ibrahim
kwame Gyan
Dan Ash
Nii adjieteh - socialGH
Jonas nyabor
Elorm beenie
Kennedy kenddiluv koffie
Abdullai isshak
s. gameli hamelo


PHOTOGRAPHY
Edem Asamany
Makafui Kpodo

UNASSUMING
Jonathan agyeman
Yaw duose
Prosper afuti
Esenam allen
Centy cathares
kwame Kekeli Bokpe
Francis Bokpe

RISING ICONS
Ike wan (fashion)
kofi Baldwin (knitting)
kush Elikem dotty (music)

ENTREPRENEURSHIP
Awura Abena Agyeman (fashion)
Empror’gyau (telecommunications)
Delasi Fafali Kpodo (clothing and textiles)
EmperorTonyi Senayah (footwears)
Owura Owoahene Acheampong

In the end, only three groups of people would be looked out for; those who make things happen, those who look on while they happen and those who come asking, "what the fuck went on". by all means, remember to be part of one. Thanks

Ps: criteria for the winners remains my sole prerogative :p