I have desperately made attempts at ignoring the obvious reality amidst all the burial preparations in my futile attempt to consciously assume that it is , was and still a dream that daddy died .this tribute is an opening to a wound that is already sore. For the very first time my perceived intellectualism failed me for days as I searched for words to describe exactly how I feel. I remember when mummy died, dad said stop crying you are motherless and it’s a problem you will go to your grave with hence you can’t shed all the tears today he appealed to us to cry but in phases for if we chose to keep crying we will fall sick and yet she won’t return, dad was that blunt. Instantly we became went quiet and decided to cry in phases for the rest of our lives.
On the evening of 16th April 2016 and tragedy befell the olorunsola Family in its entirety and decades of constant everlasting pain and tears began again. Like a bulldozed Iroko tree so has my joy being taking away from the surface of the earth. Let me not continue to wail for if I choose to, till eternity will I do so. I have no idea how to celebrate a loss, it’s ironic nevertheless I want you all to know today that daddy died an accomplished man.
He was consistently stubborn, rigid, caring, loving, bold, tough, intelligent, prudent, assertive and sometimes jovial. He had the unique tendency to be very hot whilst vibrating and within minutes calm and jovial. He was a combinations of two distinct and extreme characters .daddy was very selfless as he ensured that we all excelled academically by making available all that is needed for us to compete with our peers academically and socially, he corrected my with so much love and aggression when I went overboard .He successfully played the role of a mother calling me at least 10 times a day and we spoke about just anything and everything, daddy was my confidant and I was his. We were like brothers. He was generous to a fault, honest and magnanimous yet highly dictatorial, once he makes up his mind nothing will change except in very rare circumstances. I have never see him regret making any decision in life. He wasn’t materialistic in any way. He wasn’t a perfect man and he pleaded with us to manage him with his weakness whilst he vowed never to change any of his habits as we have the opportunity to learn from any habit of his we perceived improper and reflect it properly as we live our own lives . Daddy was a typical Ekiti man who will stand for what he believes in no matter whose ox is gored. He was a seasoned tax administrator and am very proud of his achievements as a tax man.
Daddy always kept to time, he was very impatient with late comers and he will vent his anger on any one who delays him for whatever reason. There can never be an excuse for coming late in his world as it is better to be waited upon than to wait for .He had a passion for education and did all to give his children the best of it. That I will miss him is an understatement but of a truth is the fact that I don’t know how to live without him I will only learn to. As I gallivanted in my university days he corrected with me love, care and extra attention thus bringing out the very best in me as I graduated and preceded to the Nigerian law school. I doubt if I would have made any good use of my life as youthful exuberance took a toll on me but daddy wasn’t a failure so he can’t birth one so he said and made conscious effort to ensure that I fell back on track and got called to the Nigerian Bar.
He did for us all God would have done if he came down in human form, he was simply my god on earth, I adored him a lot for his honesty and consistency. My acquaintance with him began seconds after my birth it was as intimate as the disparity of our ages only to be separated by death, he never gave up on me even when I did. He oiled the engine of my life and watered the garden of my existence. He loved his children as ardently as he could love, stretching it sometimes beyond acceptable limits and conditions. I looked up to God and god, he was the god. He restricted marriage as long as he could even when we pressured him to.
He was just a call away, always there to save the day like superman, he knew just what next to do irrespective of the circumstance, dad will fix anything and make any situation right. He was extremely confident and bold, he took charge at all times, I have no idea what my destination is but I so long see him just one more time .i adored him so much that sometimes I felt he never could be wrong, I have never seen dad apologize to any human or plead cap in hand with a fellow man, he will rather die than drop his pride. He was a complete Ekiti ,very difficult on one hand loving , humble and compassionate on the other . He was a fusion of two distinct characters exhibiting each at the appropriate time.
The inevitable has occurred and it is beyond my understanding and reasoning, with little or composure I have hurriedly put this together while a part of me is still in shock and denial however it is real and life must continue. Daddy I miss and love you so much , I thank God for the life you lived .your legacy lives , sunreo baba !