Monday, 24 April 2017

The Real One

            

“Let’s be real”

You hear this statement a lot, don’t you? I do.  What is Real?

Is it:

Real: Verifiable as actual fact.

Or:

Real: Everyone is saying this word ‘Real’ so let me also add it to what I say, so I can be using the in-word.

What do people mean when they say “let’s be real” ? The funny part is that, most times, that statement is immediately followed with a lie or a lot of fake-ness. So now ‘being real’ is just a cool thing to say huh?

For instance,
¥       “Let’s be real, I don’t care how hungry I am, I will never stoop low to stealing” Big-attitude Lady informs a group of eager young girls. The same lady who recently cheated her partner of the partner’s share in a business they did together. Perhaps her ‘realness’ is in ‘not stooping low’ to take 500 Naira or 1000 Naira from someone’s purse, I mean, come on! But for Big-attitude Lady, from  20,000 Naira upwards is fair game.

¥       “Come on, let’s be real, she’s my girlfriend, if I want her to put out, she should. Why is she making it a big deal, know what I’m sayin?” Irritated Guy says to a group of impressed friends, all nodding in solidarity with him. The same Guy who almost cut off his sister’s head, preaching to her that she has started fornicating, because he saw her kissing her boyfriend. Hi Irritated Guy, just want to remind you that your girlfriend is someone else’s sister too Bro, know what I’m sayin?

¥       “Let’s even be real, why all this nonsense?! When I was in school, I kept my head in my books always, stayed away from trouble. Why are you so different?!” Angry Father asks depressed Son. The same Father who had a two-year whirl-wind adventure with a Cult Group when he was in the University. You have every right to be upset Angry Father, why is Johnny Junior ‘so different?’, kids of nowadays huh?

When I first read the words on the left, I thought “It can’t be that bad” But looking at the world today, IT ACTUALLY IS THAT BAD.

 These days, people are so focused on ‘performing’. They want to-

o   Please a group of people (you must like me). 
o   Get accepted (I must join you).
o   Get noticed (it’s by force).
o   Impress someone/people (please see me, I’m cool like dat).
o   Project a certain personality (I have natural swag).
o   Pretend to be someone else (this is the real me o).
o   Get approval (do you like me now?).


-they do this so much that they lose their identity.

You wake up one day, look into the mirror and wonder who you are.  By the time you start asking yourself these questions: “Who should I be today? –The Snobbish One?  -The Uber Stylish One?  -The Classy/Rich One?  -The Friendly One?  -The Moody One?  --The Brilliant One?  -The American/British accent One?  --The Deep Philosophical One? or  The Funny One?

You should be scared if you’ve gotten to this level. I mean, you should be really scared! Multiple Personality Disorder comes to mind at this point (You should probably download the movie ‘SPLIT’, starring James McAvoy). It’s a fearful life when you can’t really define yourself.



When last did you ask this question; Who Am I Really? What have I become? What do I represent? What image do I project? If someone were to describe me, what would they say?








Perform this exercise; Ask the person (not) closest to you to describe you in five words. What’s the first word that comes out of their mouth? (Please make sure it’s not someone close to you, it  should be  someone you’ve had an opportunity to interact with for a time. Those close to you might be biased).


On a final note, if you’ve lost yourself along the way due to insane pressure to present an image you think others might be impressed with, so you can fit in, it's time to find yourself again. 


Get back to your identity; get in line with who God made you to be. Man didn’t create you, why do they have to force you into their own image?

Most important, why are you molding you into someone you too can’t recognise? You are who you are, You are who God made you, You are beautiful in your own way.




When you get back to that person you were before you started wearing various identities, then you finally know what REAL means. That’s when you truly start to live My Dear!