IMPACT LEADERS HUB

SLOW FADE! It’s a slow fade when you give yourself away It’s a slow fade when black and white turns to grey and doubt invades Choices made! A price will be paid. People never crumble in a day. Of all the gospel music’s I enjoy, I particularly cherish “Slow Fade” sang by Ray Bolts. How I wish He really was conscious of the lyrics of that song. Its so unique a song that has a deep truth both to the Christian, Non-Christian or Atheist… It tells how families never crumble in a day. How relationships never dies in a day, How failure never emerges in a day, and how little by little our actions and consent informs the great Scar the obivious wound leaves or the Great Success we cling to. Last week Saturday, My roommate decide to fix the standing fan that was malfunctioning a bit. It suddenly started making unpleasant sounds and we decided to do the troubleshooting #Winks. Half way into the quest for solution, we were amazed by what we saw. A bowl plate sized dust particle

QUINTIMPACT INITIATIVE’S INDEPENDENCE ANNIVERSARY NOTE! Today we herald our independence, celebrating the tireless efforts of great patriots who fought for our colonial freedom and built our ideological framework. However, a retrospective look into the spate of our nationhood leaves us with many a question to ponder on. Are we sustaining the labours of our heroes past? Are we still running with the passion that spurred them? Are we building on the unifying identity they fought for? Are we really uniquely independent from colonial oppressions? Are we having successive leaders with the burning flame of unity we saw in the eyes and acts of our fore-founder? Over the last 365day, we have multiplied in millions, we have recorded increased international hearing, but what exactly have been the news about us in international ears? Have they been about efforts to grow beyond mediocrity or news that taunt our supremacy? Independence is about freedom, but how free have we bee

TILL THE END!!! I suddenly began to remember how many times I was on the verge of losing a spotlight, or missing a great deal of award, or being considered not-serious just because of being weary of waiting to the last minute. The series of events and lessons thought me that it is not over until it is all over. After the hustling and bustling that later ended up to be a miraculous journey to World Universities Debating Championship Malaysia 2015, I appreciated doggedness and perseverance for once. We had been grossly disappointed by those who were to pay our flight ticket, hence, we combed the hives and castles of Abuja, passionately seeking for a way forward to ensure a passion never dies that way. The hope of an outcome was almost being strangled by successive disappointments at every Legislative resident in Apo Quarters we dared to Visit, even the Senate president’s (Sen. David Mark). Just so close to the end of sustained hope came the Alert from school, that our

                         TIRED OF THE STATUS QUO!!! ‘’…Deep down in despair, bartered by confusion , disgusted by a repeated lack of success, confused by uncertainty, mesmerized in efforts trying to understand the reasons for the moral bankruptcy. Hmmm yet it seemed as though the status quo (Problem) just can’t be changed.’’ ‘’ With repeated attempts to pass a particular examination. Failed efforts to cross life’s hurdles. Settling in this mess seems to be the ideal decision’’. #JustThinking…… Those words above have characterized the life of many and formed their default reaction to life situations.

WHAT IS AFTER 6… In a native parlance, He Yelled at his son, words that lucidly translates to ” … What is After 6 is greater than 7 “. On my hearing those strong words, I drove down thru memory lane asking myself, what more could be attributed to that rhema! Numerically , I remembered, After 7 was 8, 9, 10, 11…. Alphabetically , g, h, I, j, k …. came to my mind Academically, I recalled the place of 8 th , 9th, 10 th ….. Histologically , I remembered that the days of the week aren’t just 6 but 7days Hmmmm!!  A deeper thought then reminded me that there is more to PERFECTION than the letter 7! That there is more after 6 (TODAY) than 7 (TOMORROW) and that greater is the FUTURE . ********************************************************************************** We once had teachers who taught us the peripherals in class, Give us the basic as assignments  (Which we most times copied to pass) then the exams appear to be so tough that we feel the teacher doesn’t

WHEN ITS HARD to FORGIVE!!!! What is the Maximum duration you ever remained offended ? WAT!!!!!  After slandering me and dragging my name and personality to the mud, without even saying sorry, yet you expect me to just forgive, you must be joking.  I thought we were friends, I shared my most precious secrets and terrific Pains at His endearing display of love and care. I ever thought safety laid right in his arms, yet I became an object of ridicule by this same fellow.   He still had the guts to scold me in the presence of my friends. Hmmm , yet you talk about forgiveness. Excuse me!!!!

D BROKEN SILENCE!!!! Some 8years ago , I feared standing up in the midst of a crowd not to talk of speaking to them. The irony about the issue was that i always had a succinct idea that i believed was needful to place this aright, but i always squabble in fear and let my mouths get sealed up. She got into trouble because i found it difficult to say a word and prove her guiltless. I got bullied a couple of times because my silence made them feel I was configured to be maltreated. I missed bonus marks in the class, not because I didn't know the answer to the "seemingly tough question" but because i just kept silence about my knowledge , feeling so timid to say my mind. Amidst this years people kept on telling me, don't worry its just the best way to be - SILENT, I felt worst when I noticed in my small veil- covered mind that even those who spoke made no difference. I never knew that a word fitly spoken can turn tides even if not immediately . The whole scene kept

www.facebook.com/danielobiyo THE ELECTION I CRAVE FOR! 4 Years ago, the political scene was tense, yes, though not as it is today, I wondered what will become of my country home, having seen posters of politically interested citizens with their opposing slogans and awful looks. In less than a month, the boiling pan was brought down from the oven and GEJ was announce the President. Then post-election opposition issues broke forth with the scariest act being the explosion of the BOKO HARAM sect whose existence had not been felt till then. Progressively, we tried to manage the scene, yet it grew worse than we could fathom with bomb explosions, kidnapping and killings rampaging the north and threats on the south. Considering the statement of one of the then contestants, there was no need for a prophet to make Nigerians believe that he could have some inclinations and involvement in such all in a bid of making the nation ‘ungovernable for his rival who democratically displaced him.