The other day I was at the departure hall at Nnamdi
Azikewe airport waiting for my flight. I was tucked away
at a corner, from people's preying eyes, at least so I
thought. My flight was delayed so I had about 2hrs to kill.
As I reached into my backpack to get my iPad and keep
myself busy till boarding time, a man with two teen girls
approached me; they were all beaming with the most
enchanting smiles I have ever seen. "Charly these are my
daughters, they've been worrying me that they want to
take pictures with you" I obliged, as their father took
position to capture a golden moment for his two teen
daughters.
Before anyone could say Charly, the boy in me jumped
out. There I was clowning around, making funny faces, as
the girls caught the monkeying around bug. And to
everyone's entertainment and amusement, we turned the
whole departure hall into a photo studio and a runway,
hummm! Oh boy come and see. All of a sudden most of
the waiting passengers, teens, youths, mums and dads
started to lineup for their own Kodak moments. Na who
find trouble now?
It is always at times like this that I feel special and loved, and
all I want to do is give back that love to all the people
showing me warmth. Not too far from where I was displaying
and forming model tins, from the corner of my eye, I caught a
young man probably in his late 30s giving me some very dirty
look. I don't think it was his frustration that got his face
twisted with those hating eyes that kept piercing my smooth
baby skin. Kai!!! If looks could kill, I would have been dead
ten times over, no be small tin. You don't need to be psychic
to know that the man is not a CharlyBoy lover, but a hater.
Yesoooooooo! I may not be James Bond 007, but I
assassinated that hater with my smile.
A hater is someone that just can't stand you, usually your
success. They hate you for who you are. They are merchants
of gossip and all malicious stories about you. They even like
to recruit members into their haters club; on the Internet they
hold sway. Haters hate you for your accomplishments,
youthfulness, attractiveness, popularity, but guess what? Most
of the time they don't even know why they hate on you. Some
haters come from the lowest social ladder, they are as green
and as ignorant as they come, I swear. These "winche" people
are everywhere. For haters, hate is the only way they can cope
and go on with their lives. They usually suffer some insecurity
or inadequacies.
If you are on top your game, you must have haters, no
escaping. I rather have real haters than fake fans. It is
important to be mature in dealing with these prematures'.
Being able to sift through people's envy and bad intention
towards you for the valuable truth in their criticism is often a
key to being great and surviving people's bad belle and
nonsensical jargon. As my head kept playing back some very
famous haters in my life and how they chopped all the bull
shit and the shenanigans I dished out. A beautiful middle aged
woman came to sit by my side. I have been watching you, she
said. "How do you manage with people swooping all over you
like that" referring to the short drama that just took place. "I
read your articles on Linda's blog all the time, most of all I
admire your courage in being your authentic self, how did you
build such a thick skin."
If I walk tall, how is that my fault? I live my life the way I
please, how is that supposed to affect anybody's peace.
Shame if they think I care, shame if they think I would flair. I
no send dem atall atall. Free Me!!!
Haters are usually people with little social consequence to
you. See dem, yahoo boys with no laptop. They are
validation that you are a big deal. The more successful you
are, the stronger, the more opinionated, I tell you, and the less
you will be generally liked. But Hey! Cut yourself a slack and
ignore haters.
Instead, focus on turning people who like your dream to
people who love your dream. I have noticed that the average
or the ordinary don't get bothered by haters, only outstanding
people, "weird" people, crazy people, unusual people, in
short, people who don't stand up never get stoned at.
Haters hate either because they don't understand or they can't
imitate. Little do they know that their hating is their sincerest
form of flattery. Haters only hate things they can't get or
people they can't be. For me sha! I don't have time for haters,
I have ignored
Haters, all my life I just keep doing what I do best, treating
others with love and respect always. So! Don't waste your
time with this silly hating game! Because dem no see you
dem no send you.
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