‘How to succeed in business,’ Anike recited aloud in a sing song manner from her diary.
‘Honey, you have been on that solo for the umpteenth time now,’ Jide, observed. The middle-aged man whose attention swung between the TV set and his wife snatched the tiny book away from his wife.
‘I take it that you are about to release a musical album; something along this line:
How to succeed in business… paparanpa,
Without money, you are no way near your goal… wo la la la…’
‘I am not about to toe the path of another Onyeka Onwuenu or Marian Makeba,’ the pretty lady threw her arms round her husband’s broad shoulders. ‘Sincerely honey, I need your input on the topic I am presenting at a seminar next week.’
‘That’s unbelievable coming from a proficient public speaker like you,’ he cuddled her tenderly. ‘I trust your judgement baby, anytime, any day.’
‘Thanks, but my instincts still crave for something extraordinary.’
‘Hey, look at that!’ Jide diverted her attention to the TV…
‘The annual Young Women Entrepreneurs of Nigeria (YWEN) seminar scheduled to hold on the 18th of December 2012 would feature one of our topmost, big shot in the country; a lawyer by profession but also a trail blazer in the business world. She is no other than the audacious Barrister Anike Bello…’
Jide cuddled his wife passionately like an enthusiastic groom on a honeymoon; the programme however continued …
‘Stay tuned viewers as I bring you testimonials from some of her fans…’
Fan 1: ‘Barrister Anike is my role model; her doggedness taught me that there is no height any woman cannot attain. I’m sure her powerful pedigree played a role too in her success.’
Fan 2: ‘I love Barrister Anike, she is a woman who I wouldn’t mind trading places with…’
‘Eureka!’ Anike jumped from the couch, ‘I’m off to work.
The multipurpose event centre was filled to the brim as the eloquent Barrister engaged her audience in a seminar. In her characteristics manner of handling her sessions, she carried out a live illustration.
Five of the participants were each given an abridged copy of a book with the instruction to give an account of the whole content.
‘Impossible!’ they echoed.
‘That is only possible if one of us have read the book before.’
‘Lucky woman,’ one of the audiences whispered. ‘She is in her early forties and already produced two university graduates.’
‘We are unique individuals,’ the speaker continued, ‘‘The essence of that book illustration was to dismiss the misconception most people have about me. There are some missing pages about my life which most of you do not know about.’
An overwhelming silence travelled round the hall such that would stir an echo if a needle drops to the ground.
‘My foster parents found me almost dead by an uncompleted building.’ she began on a solemn note. ‘Inferiority complex was a major challenge that confronted me as an adolescent, and this trend continued until I came to a turning point in my life when I realized that only the courageous can dominate their world.’
‘Two out of our three kids were adopted…’
The countenance on the faces of the audience read one language: pity!
‘No one can tell the full story of an abridged book unless they have read the whole book. No two people are the same. In other words, the earlier you realize your individual uniqueness as an aspiring entrepreneur, the quicker you are on to being successful.’
‘Now which of you would want to still trade places with me?’