Nollywood actress, Stella Damasus is always in the
news, I guess it's cos bloggers love talking about her,
lol.
Well, she's not impressed with bloggers and her haters at
the moment, she poured her heart via her blog some
hours ago, read post below:
Sometimes I sit down and try to take stock of my life and
it's numerous stages. It amazes me to see how far I
have come even in the midst of the storm. God is indeed
faithful to those who love and serve him.
Growing up was a bit funny for me outside the walls of
my home. I grew up in a wonderfully balanced family
with a lot of love and care from both my parents who
were bankers, my older sisters who taught me so much
and even my late kid brother even though his time was
short. For some reason I thought there was something
wrong with me and I will tell you why. I realized that, in
school my name always came up whether or not I was a
part of the issue. People just loved to talk about me,
most of the time it was more negative than positive.
Even if I was not guilty of whatever they accused me of,
they would still go on and on. This was such a huge
problem to me as a young girl, to the point that I was not
able to enjoy boarding school. I thought the world hated
me and i did not fit in, and that was when I heard that
people called me an "OSU", which means OUTCAST, just
because of my surname. That actually made me laugh at
the end of the day seeing that most people did not even
know the origin or history of my name.
After so many years of being paranoid about what
people were saying about me, I finally opened up to my
parents. My mother laughed so hard that I wondered if
she heard a word of what I said. That was when my
father (God rest his soul) looked at me and said "have
you taken a good look at yourself in the mirror? Have
you not noticed how beautiful you are, or are you saying
you do not know you are intelligent"? At that point I just
felt it was a normal encouragement line that a parent
would give his child to make them feel better, but I soon
realized it was far from it. Then he said "can't you see
that you are different because you are special? Do you
need anyone to tell you how blessed you are?
My mother called me and said "there are three types of
people in this world
A: those who were born to be talked about because of
who they are
B: those who were born to talk about others because that
is all they are
C: those who were born to observe because they don't
know who they are
Which one would you rather be my dear?"
I smiled because I knew that I was a TYPE A.
This is how I see it; God the creator sets a mini clock on
every human being, he opens his big shopping mall
which is the earth. Then he gives us all a shopping list to
go into the shopping mall and buy everything on our list.
He also sets the clock to a time which he knows should
be enough for us to finish our shopping. Bear in mind
that everybody has a different list, and from the moment
he hands you the money (talent, skills, health, wisdom,
brain, etc) and your list, your own clock starts to count.
So imagine that we have all come to this shopping mall,
you see Stella walking in and out of shops buying the
things on her list. Then you stop and start to laugh at her
ugly shoes, you call your friends and start to talk about
the old fashioned chair she bought. Stella walks past
you again and you start to laugh at her cheap weavon
and the fact that there is too much blue in her eye
shadow. In all of this you are so caught up in your
psycho analysis and gossip about Stella, that you forget
that your clock is still ticking away. Meanwhile the
person you are talking about is trying her possible best
to buy everything on her shopping list, and make it back
home early before she runs out of time.
This is what will happen; Stella will finish buying the
items in her list, and go home right on time. On the flip
side, you who have wasted more than half your own time
following someone around, so eventually, you will not be
able to finish buying the things on your list before the
shop closes and your time is up. A lot of people have
filled up the graves with DEAD DREAMS and VISIONS.
They spend the life Span and energy God has given them
for their own purpose on others and waste time minding
other people's business.
It is so sad and painful but most importantly it does not
make sense to me especially for adults.
Some people say it is as a result of joblessness but I
disagree. I insist that if you have time to talk about
others, then you should have time to try and discover
yourself, spend time knowing who you are.
What is your purpose on earth?
What are you supposed to be doing at this point in your
life?
Are you Satisfied with where you are right now?
Are you doing what you have always wanted to do?
Are you adding value to people around you?
Are you ready to take your situation to the next level?
What do you want to be remembered for?
What are your ambitions?
Have you accomplished up to half the things you set for
yourself?
Trust me if you spend your time trying to answer all
these questions and work on them, you will find that you
won't have time for idle talk, you Will also realize that you
don't have enough hours in a day to do the things you
really want to do especially the things that you love.
I know who I am and I have no apologies for it. So I
hope you will make it out of the shopping mall at the
right time with your items complete.
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