[ 2016-11-25 ]

What late Bawumia's Aide wrote about death
Kwabena Boadu, the press aide of Dr. Mahamudu
Bawumia - the New Patriotic Party vice
presidential candidate - pieced together a note
about death before passing on.

He was found dead in his hotel room on November
24, 2016. Read his thoughts about death:


DEATH! (SPECIALLY MADE FOR EVERYONE SPECIAL)
November 5, 2010 at 6:59 p.m

DEATH

I most often think about death! Yeah I do, it’s
one of my pastimes, thinking about death! I
don’t know about you but unlike me, I know many
who are just scared to hear the word -
‘death’! I don’t know why though, maybe
it’s because you yourself know you would end up
in hell and so don’t want to hear of the event
which would forward you to your final destination;
maybe it’s because you think this world is good
that you don’t want to imagine not being part of
it or maybe you are afraid because others are
afraid of it.

But well whether you like it or not, very soon you
would die! Hahahahahaha! Well sorry but this
isn’t so funny for some of you but it is the
truth; you would die soon! And please don’t stop
reading at this point because that won’t prevent
you from death! Anyway, sorry if I got you scared
but why should we be scared of death? It’s
something which would happen to everyone, no one
can escape it so why should we be scared of it?

I think about death for many reasons. First of
all, I think about the death of my family members
and friends like you. I think about all the good
times and experiences I have had with some of you
and think about the near future when you would not
be around or when my family would not be around.

I think and fantasize about how I would be
informed of your death and how I would react; for
some of you, I know other friends would post –
Rest In Peace on your Facebook walls and that is
only when I would realize that you would no longer
be there to chat with or no longer there to
comment on my status or like it!

For others especially those who are close to me, I
know that it would be a sudden phone call in the
night or very early morning, which would break the
news to me of your death; and it would be only
then that I would realize how you would no longer
be there to answer my call and how I can no longer
send messages to you and wonder if I should delete
your contact or if I should keep it as a living
memory of the sort of friend you were. Huh! My
heart is beginning to get heavy! But truly, I
think about all these things.

Most importantly too, I fantasize about the
one-week anniversary of your death and especially
your funeral and how I would come and display ad
give a heavy donation which would leave everyone
bemused. I imagine the sort of cloth I would come
in and the convoy of cars which would convey me
there and how I would be weeping when you are
finally lowered 6 feet under the ground and when
you are covered with earth with the Preacher man
saying ‘dust to dust’ and all the kind of
things they say!

So yes, I think about your death and try to get
myself prepared for it! I even think about the
posts I would make on facebook about your death;
well sorry if I have finished planning your death,
burial and funeral but I can’t really stop
myself from doing it. Am sure by now, most of you
would have stopped asking the question – ‘is
he normal?’ to saying ‘he is not correct’!

Well, I also think about my death! As someone who
has had a brace with death on a few occasions, I
have come to realize that I can be called anytime;
so I think a lot about my own death! I think about
how shocked some of you would be when news reaches
you of my death at a young age of 96-105; how some
of you would weep uncontrollably and how some of
you would wish you even had the opportunity of
exchanging your life for me. I know! I know many
of you would even want to die so you can join me
in death too, after all, the things I did to you
in life.

I know that many of you wouldn’t believe it
until you see me being lowered into my own
specially built mausoleum after I have been
embalmed which would mean that unlike you, my body
would stay for years without getting rotten; thus
denying the termites the luxury of having me for
food; the good thing is that with you around, the
termites won’t really starve!

I think about how grand my funeral would be! In
fact, if anyone denies me a grand funeral, that
person won’t have it easy at all! I would deal
with that person well well. I think about all the
announcements that would be made on CNN, BBC and
all and the big Bill Boards which would be erected
in my honor!

But I also think about one thing, I think about
staging my death before death does it himself. I
want to stage my death one of these days; so
anytime you hear about it be careful; I guess I
have to take lessons from Amina.

I want to stage my death so that I can see the
reactions of all of you! And what would be said
about me; I want to see for my eyes how
indifferent people would be to the news of my
death; this brings me to a point. I have close to
630 friends on Facebook, yesterday was my birthday
and only 150 wished me a happy Birthday, so where
were all the other 480? After all, I have done for
them?

How ungrateful can people be; just saying happy
birthday is even difficult for them! So you see,
even with my life, people are still able to show
me such ingratitude, how much more when I die?
That’s why I want to stage my death so that I
can scare one by one those who show less concern
on the issue of the death by not only revealing
myself to them at odd places and times but also
giving them a hot chase! That way, they would not
only be scared but I would have left a lasting
legacy in their minds! They would hardly forget me
for a full day!

Again, I want to stage my death; so that I can see
how people would want to come ad display at my
funeral! Those who never wanted to speak to me
would even come ad behave like they were the best
of friends with me; what hypocrisy?

I would want to see those who would come to my
funeral to chase girls; I can imagine how
insensitive people can be! I would want to see
those who would come there specifically to eat and
drink at my family’s expense; and how people
would run when I slowly lift myself from the bed
on which I have been laid and start chasing people
all over!

But the question I mostly ask myself is does one
know when it is about getting to his/her death?
And how what happens at the exact point of death.
I have heard that before one dies, the person
would often have dreams where he or she would find
him or herself interlacing with dead people and
that when you start having those dreams, it means
you are about to die.

In order to prevent this, therefore, I have made a
very conscious decision not to dream again; so as
not to see any dead people! How am I able to do
this? Simple, by waking up at hourly or two-hourly
intervals during my sleep, I prevent myself from
going into a deep sleep that would lead me to
dream.

To every rule there is an exception so to prevent
myself from seeing the dead people just in case I
dream, I keep my brains filled with everything
aside dead people! And before I go to bed, I plan
the dream I would want to dream just in case I
have to dream! With this, I have been able to keep
myself from seeing dead people in my dreams.

For those of you who have not done similar things
like me, though, I pity you because if you have
been having dreams where you see yourself with
dead people then please note that very soon, very
soon, it will come. I don’t want to scare you
anymore!

Again I have heard that few days before you die,
you would become very friendly and very good. Two
solutions appeared most prudent, when I heard
about this; 1. Either I stopped being good and
friendly so that death would stay a long way from
me; or that I become constantly good and friendly,
there would thus be no sudden change in my
attitude which would cause death to look in my
direction.

With these two solutions, I knew that death would
stay far away from me and close to some of you.
But choosing not to be good and friendly would
mean certain hell for me on the judgment day so I
choose the other solution, and that is the reason
why I am this good and friendly! That is why all
of you wish you had my traits of friendliness and
goodness!

Why did I write this note? I don’t even know!
But I wanted to thank some special people in my
life and special people who have helped me in my
life and great people whose friendship I cherish
so much! I didn’t want to write it
straightforward, as it wouldn’t make it
interesting for me; so I decided to write
something , and this is what came up!

First on the list of mentions is the woman no
woman can take me away from – my mom, Georgina
Baffoe and Nana yaa (my kid sister), my Grandmum,
my Aunties and Uncles and cousins and all!

Then those great friends I have had who have
helped me so much in various points in my life or
with whom I have shared or continue to share great
moments; it is people like you who make life worth
living - in no particular order –

Sammi Awuku, Angela Aheto, Rebecca Delong, Gloria
Akpene, Akyena Benjamin, Alla Mensah, Emmanuel
Kwasi Afriyie, Christian Kwabena Ansah, Festus
Matey, Collins Dakurah, Nyamekye Nkrumah, Kingsley
Owusu Anom, Enoch Sarpong, Dorothy Oforiwaa,
Heartwill Tamakloe, Festus Owusu (Fela) Ernesto
Yeboah, Hannarich Affum, kofi Dzifa Jewel, Mckeown
Amponsah, Nelson Awuku, Rebecca Donkor, Edem
Amoah, Joseph Amoako Yorke, Aggrey Korsah, Hamza
Suhuyini, Emmanuel Peprah, Leticia Aduhene,
Richard Boahene, Matthew Fosu Gyeabour, Felix
Acheampong, Kwadwo Addo Dankwa, Godfred Boakye,
Enoch Agyekum, Fatawu Mohammed, Swala Abubakr,
Ernest Brobbey, Eugene Amoah, Sackey Kow Akyen,
Josiah Aubin, Muni Montia, Florence Abban, Olivia
Jehu Appiah, Egya Kojo Botwe, Charles Dorman,
Kobby Gomez, Kwaku Boakye Nimako, Papa Annan Nana
adwoa, Nana Fredua ofori Atta, Sam Ellis,Nana poku
Sikadwa etc. etc. if I forgot any name I should
have mentioned, please note that it wasn’t as a
result of malice; it’s due to something which
like death is part of every human's life!

To the friends I have gotten to know because of
facebook, you have added much more to my life than
I thought I would get by signing on to facebook
and you provided every second of my life, with
memories I cannot forget! Again in no particular
order – Adwoa Ahofedua, Akwasi Afrifa Akoto,
Amma Naabia, Eugene Boadi Dankwa, Paa Kwesi, Nana
Prempeh Okogyeabour, Nana Poku, Obaayaa Boadi,
Patrick Lawmann, Leticia Oforiwaa, Ataa Sombody,
Charles Nii Teiko Tagoe, Patriot Faisal, Pap Tee,
Giovanni Deal Drain, Lunyamadzo Njulumi, Princess
Naa Dedei Daniel Vembera, Jephtah Asare, Kwaku
Mensah Jnr., Nelly Kissi, Nii Nai, Olivia Quartey,
Kwabena Antwi Boasiako, Chester Ati, Stephen
Agbai, Obrempong brako, Matthew Kinsford Baidoo,
Nana Kwaku Versace and indeed every friend I have
at this moment.

Seriously, am still wondering why I wasted my time
doing this! After all, telling you about my
thoughts about death and my fantasies about it
would not help me understand the mysteries of
death better than I do now; it would certainly not
help me avoid death and so would it not help you,
you would certainly go! So why did I do it? I
don’t know! I felt like doing it - But hey, is
this not the beauty of Life?

One day when I am no more, you would remember that
this guy once made me confused or wanted to; only
that I would not be there anymore to try that, I
would long be gone! One day when am gone, you
would miss me for not being around to write long
notes like this and just maybe you would wish you
read my notes without complaining that it was too
long. That day could be tomorrow, in a months’
time, in a year’s time, in ten years time or
even just after you read this.

But if you happen to go before I do, I would also
remember that I once tried to make this lady
confused or that I once tagged this guy in my
note; the only snag would be that I would know you
are no more and that I cannot tag you in any more
notes because you would not be there to read.

That’s life; we need to cherish the life we have
and the life of others no matter how confused or
depressed and no matter the problems you have
because your life and the life of others has a
timeline which no one knows. Thank you! I pray we
live longer together!

Source - Kwabena Boadu - Facebook notes

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