BECOMING
INVESTIGATORS.
We live
in a world that so reversed and cannot keep moving forward, a world whereby
past deeds are being sprout fort, a world were past trends are re branded
becoming the latest, a world in which you commit a thousand good deed but there
are never remembered by the people who live in it but one wrong action an individual
commit becomes unforgotten.
I am
guilty or not guilty of such action. What is the need of such whereby I have no
one to support me, when friends, foe and at times family are against me, how do
I plead my cause. I have done much many right, why can’t I be remembered for
that, why must an action I know not about or know much about be a judge for my
life and affect my future. This are questions asked by individuals whom the world
have turned against because of their wrong action.
I am Favour,
a known designer for African prints, I was famous for my designs, everyone
loves the work I do and are ready on spend on it, you could call me a mini
celeb cause being famous is among the criteria of a celebrity then I am one. I
loved the work I do and like the fact that I was appreciated by those who have an
eye for African print until I was accused of theft. I all started with rumors
of me stealing someone’s designs which neglected, then people stopped
patronizing which led to me calling numerous digits to ask why but all I got
was that they weren’t interested. The response didn’t sit well with me because
this are people that come for design at times for free until they get the money
to pay me, this are people I give reduce cost for, this are individuals I at
times help out.
My
wait for a miracle to happen, a lady whom buys my work came and returned the
samples I had given to her, saying she doesn’t want stole designs and that is
where it hit me hard. There were no proof of my theft, there was no one who
came to say I had stolen from he or she, there was no case for me to attend but
there was a blatant rumor against my work, why fights rumor. No one wanted to
associate with me because they felt I might rub of them or I might cause bad
luck in their business as I did to mine.
Rumors
made me lose my customers, friends, the work I loved doing, my success, mini
celeb and caused a fold in my work. What made is worse is the fact that no one
wants to hear your own side of the story but rather judge what wherever they hear.
I wish humans stop judging others the way they do or speaking ruefully about
them behind their backs to ignite hatred because for some it might be suicidal,
other could be loss of hope.
Let’s
learn to reveal the truth by becoming investigators and not judge. Let’s not
kill others hope but rather build it up by investigating about scandals we pay
heed to. It is not bad to hear both sides before coming to a conclusion to avoid
killing dreams, visions, hope, careers, goals, efforts and lives of others.
#weeklyinsightbyJuliet

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