OBSERVER'S CORNER

Poem by Naa Doodu Doodu A king has fallen, Death has laid its icy hands on him. His family grieves deeply, In this time of desperation, Who shall we turn to? Children, now grown, Yearn for the love of their father. Who will fill the void he left? With whom will they share their joys? The woman by his side, Weak from the loss of her lifelong companion. How can she comfort her children When her own heart is shattered? "Please come back to me, my beloved, For I miss you dearly. Though I cannot question the will of our Maker, I trust His wisdom. He gives and takes as He sees fit, Rest well, my love, Until we meet again."

I must confess, that hypocrisy is a malignant affliction that demands our utmost attention. It vexes me to no end when individuals fail to engage in honest discourse. Recently, I stumbled upon a captivating tale that I deemed worthy of sharing with my esteemed companions. This narrative revolved around a group of ambitious young individuals striving to establish their presence in a foreign land. However, the more they endeavored, the more the insidious specter of hypocrisy reared its ugly head. In one particular incident, a dear friend graced their company with her presence. Superficially, everything appeared flawless, but beneath the surface, a venomous undercurrent of gossip and deceit thrived, akin to a lion stealthily stalking its prey. The mere exchange of glances directed toward the invitee was enough to shatter her spirit, yet her indomitable resilience propelled her forward. It became increasingly evident that the other members of the group had grown weary of her presence, thou...

A story I recently heard from a dear friend deeply resonated with me, leaving an indelible mark on every aspect of my life. Little did I imagine that I would one day find myself seated at the same table, engaging in meaningful conversations with individuals whom, in my earliest years, I couldn't even bring myself to meet eye-to-eye. It was as if I had been running a marathon, constantly evading their presence due to an irrational fear that held no foundation. I was consumed by anxiety, constantly pondering what the future held for me. Today, I find myself questioning what has brought about this remarkable transformation. Upon introspection, I realized that these individuals have remained unchanged; they are the same people I once avoided. However, my perspective has undergone a profound shift. I have come to understand that in life, it is crucial to take the time to truly know and appreciate others. This realization has proven to be immensely rewarding. While others may hold their ...

Embark on a poignant journey along the shores of the capital, where sorrow and deep thoughts collide. Amid grief, a chance encounter brings forth an astonishing surprise, as a kind stranger unexpectedly becomes the remedy for a wounded soul. This extraordinary experience weaves together a tapestry of emotions, teaching us that love's timing is a mysterious yet transformative force. As the sky darkens with contemplation, a radiant damsel emerges, shining like a beacon of understanding and compassion. Her genuine concern cuts through the shadows, transforming tears into a shared embrace. Days turn into months, and years whisper stories of newfound strength and friendship, eventually blossoming into a love that surpasses even the wildest dreams. Waking up from this daydream, the heart carries a profound lesson: love, like a precious diamond, reveals itself in its own time. Through the pain and the enchantment of dreams, a story of resilience, hope, and the certainty that love, once lo...

Just when I thought that the world was becoming increasingly secular, something magnificent happened to me that completely shattered that perception. It all started when someone told me that today's youth had lost all interest in matters of religion. I was almost convinced by this argument until I had the incredible opportunity to visit a renowned prayer center in the Central Region of Ghana. It was a day when most people would typically choose to be with their families and loved ones, but here I was, surrounded by individuals who had willingly dedicated nearly three days to seeking the face of the Lord. And let me tell you, it wasn't just the elderly who were present, as some might assume. No, there were countless young people who, under any other circumstances, would be out partying with their friends. Yet, here they were, fervently praying and seeking God's presence. I was so deeply moved by this sight that I couldn't help but believe that God still has a multitude o...