Never Expend Your Energy on the Wrong Vision

Hello, Steemians from all over the world. Greetings to you all and welcome to a new week. I feel so excited to share this real life story with you all. And I hope you'll all like it. Grab a popcorn and get ready.

Comrade? Where are you? I called for his attention as I couldn't see him.

Still, no response.

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜? I asked myself.

After scrutinizing the whole room without seeing him, I briskly walked out of the house. And there I found him in a secluded place not too far away from home. He loves tranquility while doing what he loves doing. He was at it again.

He was glued to what he was doing, oblivious that I was In the distance watching him.

A guy with such a talent, and he's wasting it, I muttered under my breath.

I drew closer to have his attention. Sam, what are you doing? I asked even though I knew what he was up to.

Oh you're there? he asked with surprise. Well, as usual, bro. Performing some little magic, he replied humorously.

Hmm, I see. Like the one you also performed yesterday, right?

Oh, that? he chuckled. For that stove made of clay, it's a simple one. And you can bear with me it's faster than a stove.

Yeah, sure. That's PAWAFUL! You did a terrific job, you know, I accorded him a compliment. Well, what do we call that one? I asked referring to the molded stove.

Erm... let's call it contraption sha.

Oh, contraption? That's ok. And I must say I admire your dexterity.

Really? Thanks, comrade, he replied with a smile.

Sam, as I fondly call him, is younger to me. And I admire his intelligence and thinking faculty. He loves working with electrical components: dismantling and recoupling, experimenting with new things, and all sorts.

Anyways, can I ask you something? I asked.

He replied, Ahh ahh, before nko.

Wetin you wan become sef? Na which work you wan do? I asked in pidgin.

Everything! he stated.

Yes, everything. Growing up, he's always wanted to be an Engineer: electrical, mechanical, aeronautical, even pilot! If he started explaining to you with gesticulation how pilots operate, you would think he was a pilot. His terrific intellect amazes me.

If I may ask again, what made you end up studying a course you never imagined of? I asked.

We have what we call choice course, and FUT Minna reality course.

Samuel Livingstone has never imagined studying Statistics as a course at FUT Minna. One thing or the other led him to choose it as a last resort.

Time wouldn't permit me to delve deeper into the full story.

So, at the end of your study, what do you plan of doing? I asked.

Las las, we'll venture into business, he replied flatly.

Huh? You're gonna give up on your dreams? I asked surprised.

See, bruh, e never clear. Make we still dey look am. Besides, I've gone too far. It's all messed up.

There are many folks whose passion and vision have been sabotaged. They might have rewritten your story, but I tell you something today, you can still rewrite your story the way you imagine it. Bring that dreams to reality.

It's never too late; it's never okay to give up now!

Wake up from the dungeon of self-pity and arise with new strength and determination. Chase that dream and make it a reality. The world is rooting for you.

@comfortpeter
@zekanem
@chi5