Hullo, Friends! The first time I came across the phrase, “Leave Good Behind”, was around a month or two ago, when MTN used it in one of their adverts. My initial reaction was “Whaaat!?” What is that supposed to mean? Are you really telling me to leave good behind; as in, forget about being good? This is arrant Nonsense. Balderdash… Claptrap… (Please lend me another big grammar.)

I understand that if you have your cash you could do virtually anything vis-à-vis advertising sense and nonsense. And MTN has the cash. I once even heard of one person who once went to fix his campaign banner on the moon. That most likely might be a lie – It is so ridiculous and I have never bothered to research about it.

Yeah, I also once heard that our late king of pop, Michael Jackson, went to celebrate the naming ceremony of one of his children on the moon. Heard the proud father apparently found christening children on the planet earth too mainstream. The story did not end happily though – as far as I was told, the poor kid died up there, unable to enjoy the whole scenery. I do not believe the story, really, and did not even bother to research. Yes, lazy me! Scold me already. But I digress…

Back to the point: So, I found the phrase against common sense at first. But praise be to God; I never let nonsense go just like that. Dr Seuss would agree with that too when he said,

“I like Nonsense; It wakes up the Brain Cells.”

So, I decided to look deeper and get the hidden, not-so-readily-obvious message. Just as the realisation started hitting me, I felt so enlightened – so enlightened that I decided to share this with you. It has been a while since I came across that. However the message is as evergreen as it is timeless. Enjoy…

Aloha, Amigos! How are you doing today? Hope things are clicking fine. Today we shall be looking at some traits that we should keep to the end, and the reason why we should. There are some things after all that make us men of honour (By men, I am referring to both gender), and this things should not be done without. Before we delve into the discussion proper, let us consider this man.

Once upon a time, there lived a man who worked as the house-builder of a big company for years. He was responsible for the construction of any infrastructure the company might be thinking of embarking on, be it just a Block or a Complex. He started at the young age of 25 and worked right into the 60s.

One thing that made the man dear to the company was how diligently he worked. He always paid attention to details and would not settle for anything less than perfectly spectacular. He was loved. He was respected. And he was to be missed.

However, before the company released him, they gave him another project that was to be his last – A Beautiful home that the company was going to use for special occasions. This was the last project – after this they would let him go.

Aloha, Amigos!

Been two days, sorry. Hope all has been well? Seriously, I also hope you are getting enough sleep. The thing got to me two days ago when I did not sleep through out the night and had to make up for it yesterday and today. Brain is back to normal now though. So here I am, Brain Active and Ready, to share this cup with you. Shall we proceed?

*Imitating Disney’s voice*

Once upon a time in a land faraway, there lived a poor young boy who wanted to be rich. He was ashamed of his impoverished generation and wanted a change. Wanted a change soooo bad! But what was he to do? From whom was he to ask? How could he get there? No question had been harder; No Interest such aroused.

And as Good Ole’ Fate would have it, a really grand construction was commenced and the activity for once brightened up the suburb. There would the young boy spend the day reflecting on that one thing he had been on for as long as he could remember.

He noticed the Construction Engineer one day leaning against one shiny beaut of a car. His father’s bicycle had been broken for ages! Just that it really was not his father’s – It was passed down for generations and was only used on special occasions. *Hisses* Impoverished Generation!

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Aloha, Amigos!

What rocks? How has the day been going? I want to believe you are covering breaking more grounds. In case things have not been going so well, let me ask if you have been working on that idea. Yes, the one that keeps popping into your head.

Your idea… The One you came up with. You were perhaps brainstorming and you were conducting this massive research. You brought in expertise garnered over the decades fine-tune some rough edges, and created this Original, Innovative Blockbuster that would surely leave people knocked for six. Or in the Word of Peter Pan, Overgasted and Flabberwhelmed, lol!

Now, this is the idea anyone would die to have. I mean, that idea should be worth millions, if not billions, of dollars. But, for some reasons best known to you, the Million Bucks idea is still sitting on the shelf. Of course, there are slides of excuses you could shuffle through to defend the procrastination any day; so there is no reason to feel bad.

And then, there is no rush. After all, it is your idea. You love to keep things to yourself (Or maybe you don’t, but for some reason find yourself keeping this special one to yourself). So you relax since there is no way someone is going to beat you to an idea you originated. It is just not possible… Or is it not?