Èmi gangan l’èmi.
I am, indeed, me. There is no one like me.
For me, one of the most poignant lessons from King of Boys II is the way life’s events can sometimes make you doubt yourself, forget your own fortitude, and second-guess your mettle. Actions you had previously taken without a second thought will now require hours of angst and internal conflict. But there will always be crossroads: a juncture where you have to decide whether you will let the tides overwhelm you or you will remind yourself who you are.
Until I hit 30, I was completely invincible. I was an A student (or whatever grade I wanted depending on the effort I chose to put in), plenty of friends, holding 2 passports. I always got the jobs I applied for, I always got the guy I wanted, I always got lucky with accommodation, income and good times. This winning streak gives liver. I had liver for days.
And then, life happened as it invariably will, and we come across a few disappointments, but still, we soldier on.
Now, I have heard more “No”s in the last year than I have in a long while. But look. I know who I am. Some of the wins? They have been amazing. We still triumph in things we never thought possible.
I know who I am. And you should, too.
Do not give up. The harvest will come.
Obìnrin wá. Obinrin wo
Obìnrin wawa wowo
Èmi fún ara mi (Me. Myself.)
Ẹní mọ̀ mí ò kò mí (Those who know me know better than to take me on)
Bẹ́ẹ̀ sì ni ẹní kò mí ò mọ̀ mí (Those who take me on clearly don’t know me)
Mi ò ní ‘kejì (I have no duplicate)
Mò ń yan lọ bẹ́ẹ̀ ni mò ń yan bọ̀ bíi ọba (I walk majestically to and fro, where I please – like a king)
Èmi gangan l’èmi (I am indeed I!)
Wọn ò lè f’ẹlo min ñ ṣe mí (I am irreplaceable).
Eniola Salami | King of Boys.
EDIT: This is more autobiographical than motigbeshunal. But make of it what you will.
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