BE HUMBLE (2)
BE HUMBLE!!! (PART 2 OF 2).
My reason for inviting him to my place is partly for him to see how successful I have been as a technocrat over the years and also to know how I can at least with my connection get him a job in my company (since I can attest to his level of intelligence and honesty).
When he came to my marvellously furnished 3-bedroom apartment, I did notice a smile on his face (the kind of smile that says, wow this guy is very rich oo). I had taken a huge bunch out of the loan I took just to decorate my apartment and indeed it meets the taste of classic, so I didn't blame Ekene a bit for been marvelled.
I made sure he was served the best of food and drinks, but I was really surprised he took only a little and just a glass of water (I was thinking he would rush over the chicken and expensive wine in front of him). I immediately inquired if everything is fine, he said yes. I asked him if I should tell my cook to package the remaining food and drinks as take away for him (maybe he is shy to eat here), he smiled and said I shouldn't worry. Then I asked him if he would be interested in working in my company, that I would use my connection to secure a job for him. He smiled and said he would think about it (look at somebody I want to help his life? Instead of been over happy. Well, I was furious but I hid it). At the end, he told me his wife would love to meet me. I was surprised he is already married and I instantly pitied his wife. Who knows what the poor woman would be going through (I had earlier vowed not to get married until I have enough for myself and my wife to be. At least I should be able to buy her a wonderful car).
I decided to honour his invitation on a Sunday evening. Something was desperately moving me to help Ekene and his wife. I went with a cash sum of a hundred thousand naira (#100,000) to give to Ekene's wife (I know Ekene must have told him how rich I am and she will be expecting me. I need to rise to the occasion).
I left my house at 3.15pm and now it is 4pm already, I just arrived the address Ekene had given me. It was a simple yet modernized estate located at the outskirts of Onitsha. I asked the gate-man in polite english "Please, where is the flat of one Mr. Ekene". I didn't understand the meaning of his response but I knew he had said "bah, u mean my Oga?" (Whatever that means didn't bother me, after all every tenant in this estate is an oga to the gate-man).
When I got to the particular building as directed by the gate-man, I saw a simply furnished and classic duplex. Ekene came down with his wife to welcome me (believe me I was surprised seeing his wife, she doesn't look as if she is suffering but maybe I thought; this is just "packaging"). I saw about six (6) cars packed in the garage, all are classy modernized cars apart from that old fashioned Camry 2008 model.
We got to his sitting room, it was simply furnished with very costly gadgets and furniture, the wife served me a well prepared chicken sauce stew and rice. I noticed a "Pillar" award from Airolift engineering company (the very place I am working) hung on the wall. When I started working there four (4) years ago, I was told that some two (2) years earlier, that the company had given a "pillar" award to three (3) persons instrumental to the growth of the company and that the company pays three (3) million naira each to these three persons yearly. I was deeply lost in thought and then I saw some gift items from the almighty Gastro-urban electrical company (the company I have been working hard to be employed into). Ekene noticed my facial expression and asked if all is well, I opened my mouth but nothing seems to come out, I only pointed at the award and gifts item.
Ekene courteously smiled and in a very low voice he said something I can never forget in my life. He said "Gastro-urban electrical company belongs to me and this estate is one of my few estates" (I don't know how I started sweating) and I heard myself saying "Sir, please, please how?". Before I left, he promised me an employment in Gasto-urban electrical company as a deputy supervisor of computer department.
Throughout my journey home, I was lost in serious thinking. I have been taught serious lesson, the lesson of humility and simplicity. I was living large and in buoyancy on loaned money while Ekene with all his riches had remained humble and simple. Just then my hand touched my pocket and I felt the hundred thousand naira (#100,000) I wanted to pitifully give to Ekene's wife (a woman whose husband is 10 times richer than me. She herself might even be richer than me I thought).
Be humble. Your salary is someone's Sunday offering.
Remain humble. Your life savings is someone's weekend change.
Practice humility. Your best clothes are someone's rag.
In all, my Jesus through the intercession of His loving mother Mary, grant us the Grace of humility and help us not to be overly attached to worldly things.
Valentine Justin Obi
Nice writeup, humility is humanity
good please let us humble ourself so that God will raise us up
Let us be humble in everything we do,,, because it pays to be humble.