Secondly, Valentine’s day, with two headline bad news, Oscar Pistorius, one of my heroes, one I even wrote of in my soon to be published book, was in a very bad mishap, he shot and killed his girlfriend, whether intentionally or in error, no one knows yet, the news was that he shot her over 4 times, so so sad! I haven't been that sad about a celebrity mishap before. I wished it was false, then not exactly true, then a joke, then I prayed for him . . . God please help him, not this guy. I am still in shock that something like that came from that "fantastic" guy. I watched the news and the reports succeeding the event, even the usually happy newscasters with their quick and caustic tongues were quite subdued by the incidence. I still feel very sad for the guy and the pressure the families - his and the young woman's will be going through in the days to come. I hope and pray it was in error, or some 'surprise-gone-wrong' thing.
And as though that was not enough, our own 31year old celebrity musician, and our Big Brother representative - Goldie, dies suddenly on valentine evening. The whole nation, so to speak, was in shock. What happened? Was she ill? Infact, is it true or a hoax? Then it was confirmed. A great majority of people really came to know her when she was our celebrity representative at the Big Brother show. We watched it with "annoyance", how could she be so caught up with that Prezzo guy from, what is that country called?. . . Kenya. That guy was simply double dealing on her and she was busy "sucking up" to him until she was voted out. Trust us all in Naija, our view was that she "fell our hands" big time, We thought she was such a hard babe, our own Nigerian Lady Gaga, but lo and behold, Prezzo was "gagaring" her instead. But the news of her death, no way! No way! Somewhere in our hearts we all really loved her and wished her well. Infact looking back at the Big Brother thing, the reason we all felt so bad was because we knew she could win. We wanted her to show that Naija swag, teach those people a lesson and come home with the big "dough" like the guys before her - Uti and the young, short guy from Jos, I think his surname is Pam, that guy, he did not only win the cash, he also brought home the finest sister in that house! That is how a decent Naija boy rolls!
But talking about celebrity deaths, have you noticed how the whole world goes all mushy-mushy on celebrities when they pass on? Michael Jackson, he struggled like hell in the last days of his life, lawsuits after lawsuits, bad mouthing, all sorts, and then, one day he dies, and the whole world throws a commemoration party for him. . . . "Michael we love you" everywhere, but the guy was dead and gone, imagine if he had been told they loved him when he was alive, maybe he would not have been so distressed. Imagine if they held the commemoration parties for him, he probably would have lived longer. The loves and accolades were so much, but too late. Then our sweet singer - Whitney Houston, super stardom, drug addiction, then rehab, then drugs and then one day, on the night before the Grammies, she overdoses on drugs and dies. Then the whole music starts, how wonderful she was, then the celebrations, then the "Whitney we love you", then the kisses, again so very much, but too late. Imagine if Whitney had been shown all that love, she probably would not have died; she might have taken all the love as her reason to live longer, to get clean and so on. They all loved her, but the love was useless because she never knew about them. The whole community of lovers were all “Secret Lovers” and you know what the scripture says about that? Secret love is useless and terrible, infact "Open rebuke is better than secret love".
If we take a look around the people in our lives, we will see all the people we truly love and value, but never told how much they meant to us - Our parents, our siblings, our cousins, our friends, all those wonderful people God has blessed us with. We never tell them how important they are to us. We never tell them we love them and appreciate them. We sort of "hide" all that, while they languish, sometimes, in unhappiness and discouragement thinking nobody cares about them. The day they die, we turn poets and philosophers. We write beautiful lines and struggle to get the centre page of the newspaper so we can write all sorts for the dead. But unfortunately, the dead don’t see, the dead don't read, the dead don't enjoy any accolades, dead people don't collect awards . . . even if you call it posthumous, that mean nothing really. Why don't we start loving right now? Why don't we start telling people how important they are to us now that we are all alive and kicking and can enjoy the love and accolades. Why don't we start today to open our big buccal cavities and tell these special people in our lives that we love and appreciate them? No more secret loving. People have died of depression and discouragements because none of their "loved ones" ever told them what they meant to them. Secret love is terrible. Secret loving is so bad the bible says it is worse that open rebuke. Imagine how embarrassing it is to rebuke someone openly, in full glare of his friends and neighbours, it is even worse to love and appreciate people and not tell them.
I am changing, seriously! And I encourage us all to start to show some more love, to start talking now that our loved ones can hear. To break the silence, to come out of hiding, to start picking the phones and telling our parents, siblings etc that we love and appreciate them. Don't wait till tomorrow, start now! Like Chaz B, the star presenter on the Lagos Inspiration 92.3FM radio says on his show, "Show some love just Because. . . . "