Quietly Saying Goodbye

One thing I was 100% sure of is that “nothing lasts forever”. Your nice car, that gorgeous house, the fancy room, your beautiful look, your nice body shape. There is actually a time frame to almost everything. But the funniest part of it is that, when we get so much entangled with these worldly affairs, we tend to forget that it's just temporal. We get carried away by a lot of things and get distracted.

I was scrolling on tiktok, then i came across two famous Nigerian filmmakers, they had a top class recognition in their era. Over time they got married and started filming as couples. People loved them the most. I also watched a lot of their movies in my early childhood days.

The Balogun family at some point drifted apart, they went their different ways. The public couldn't tell what actually went wrong. But everyone was hopeful they would get connected back again. Now they are legendary and an incident had to bring them back together again. It stirred up the internet.

They are both getting older. Then the question remains, where were the young, vibrant, active and talented filmmakers of then? What has made them grow older? They are still their same self but not the same as years back. Time already played a great impact on them.

Everything will surely grow old and wear off. I had no choice but to take a look at myself, get examples out of my lifestyle. And question my existence to some extent. If I should look in the mirror and ask for that playful and happy self I was decades ago, all I would get as a response is to appreciate the “me” now before the “older me” will take over.

I never thought it was only about living things alone. But it rather cut across almost everything, i took a good and pathetic look at my phone few days ago. I remembered how eyecatching it was when I bought it. It was so clean and nice, everything working perfectly. What a sleek device. Now it's about six years since I have been using the device, it's still working but not as much as it was the very time i bought it. It now has a cracked screen, and ink all across it, the empty storage is filled up and full. Oh my new phone of then even got older and aged over time.

So tell me, what will actually last forever on this surface? Your clothes? Your beauty? Knowledge? Power? Fame? . Hey, No! They will all quietly let go some day. And if you don't let them go, they will let you go quietly.