THE MIRAGE CALLED TOMORROW

Hmmm... Tomorrow.

So many paradigms and cliches about tomorrow. Where do i start from?

Here is a funny one. "You are the leaders of tomorrow"  said the founder of my secondary school (then he was Minister of Education). So, I became hopeful as though I would soon take over. Alas, I'm in my thirties now, and the man is still in the house of assembly.
lol.

Somehow, as the years passed I subconsciously joined the processional hymn of tomorrow sang by a long line of hopeful slackers. As though wired into my outer frame by the perpetual use of the word incessantly chorused in virtually every system of my existence I also began various verses of this destructive and deceptive sonnet...
"I'll write the book tomorrow"
" I'll exercise tomorrow"
" I'll be better tomorrow"
"I'll apply for the professional course tomorrow"
"I'll take my wife out to dinner tomorrow"
"I'll start my business tomorrow"
"I'll take God seriously tomorrow"
"I'll send the proposal tomorrow"
"I'll start leaving my dreams tomorrow"...

I can go on because the list is inexhaustible. If i ask you to add yours to mine, I believe eternity would be required to finish all our "tomorrows-list".

It is a common cancerous and malign phenomenon that has eaten deep into our lifestyles. Tomorrow for some is the next day, for another next week, next month, next year and three to five years as some case may be.

Here's is the lesson i learnt and would like to share.

• The tomorrow I spoke about yesterday, is the today I am now.
• Tomorrows would never end.
• Wisdom says "do it now!" Folly says "tomorrow is another day"

Jimmy Lyons (a jazz musician) once remarked "tomorrow is only day in the year that appeals to a lazy man"

 I close with another school of thought penned down by a great poet Edgar Guest on the subject.

He was going to be all that a mortal should be

      To-morrow.

  No one should be kinder or braver than he

      To-morrow.

  A friend who was troubled and weary he knew,

  Who'd be glad of a lift and who needed it, too;

  On him he would call and see what he could do

      To-morrow.

  Each morning he stacked up the letters he'd write

      To-morrow.

  And thought of the folks he would fill with delight

      To-morrow.

  It was too bad, indeed, he was busy to-day,

  And hadn't a minute to stop on his way;

  More time he would have to give others, he'd say,

      To-morrow.

  The greatest of workers this man would have been

      To-morrow.

  The world would have known him, had he ever seen

      To-morrow.

  But the fact is he died and he faded from view,

  And all that he left here when living was through

  Was a mountain of things he intended to do

      To-morrow.

The summary of the matter is that the idea of tomorrow is very seductive, but the truth there is that the promise it holds is either false or equivalent to how well we have uses today.
Make everyday count!
Be all you can be!
Stay Motivated!