Monday, 17 October 2016

Moneywise 16: How to kill Moneyplexes in your finances

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Celebrity Blogger Gbenga Dan Asabe with American based Doctor Tobe Momah

It was generally a warm afternoon, the kind of weather anybody staying in the United Kingdom would always pray to have. At our last meeting with my Mentor, we had agreed to meet again at a location on Tottenham Court Road, in London.
The place was not far away from Waterstone Bookshop, my favorite rendezvous anytime I was in London. In the early part of the morning, I decided to play the role of a tour guide to my wife, who was visiting London for the first time. It was an energy sapping tour. We moved from one end of London to another, changing buses, trains, and, in most cases walking. At a point, we both knew we had to end our tour. I found myself eventually at Waterstone Bookshop with my wife reluctantly agreeing to come along.

She would have preferred we went to a shoe shop where she could at least do some shopping for the children. I was on the second floor of the Waterstone building, perusing a book, Unlimited Power, by Anthony Robbins. I was so engrossed in a section of the book that I was oblivious of what was going
on around me. My wife had comfortably settled down in the coffee section of the bookshop.

Suddenly, there was a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned and was surprised to see my Mentor. I guess he had been there for a couple of minutes before making his presence known to me. “I now know where to catch you”, he said as we both laughed while exchanging greetings. Together, we surveyed the book sections and he recommended some books to me. I quickly picked up the books and we both went over to my wife. Within minutes, briskly we all walked down the stairs and into the main street. In less than two minutes, we were in an office which I later learnt belonged to him. We went into an inner room that looked like a meeting room. There was a young man already in the room.

“My friend, this is what I call an acute state of Moniplexes (a word he coined to describe different stages of financial crisis) and I suggest that we call in an ambulance immediately to take you to the emergency unit of a nearby clinic for a quick surgery”.

We were treated to a lunch of KFC with some mango juice. We introduced ourselves while eating and I later got to know that the young man wanted some lessons on personal financial intelligence. The young man, Dele, told his own story, which was far worse than mine at the time I met my Mentor.

From his story, he was a few steps away from terminal financial crisis. He had seen wealth in its most lavish state and now he was staring at poverty in its most callous manifestation. But he didn’t want to embrace it.
“Where do we start? My friend, can you be our lecturer by explaining what has happened to your own position?” my Mentor asked me. I politely asked him to take charge as there was no point competing with the master. A quote I saw with Rev. Adeyerni’s P.A quickly flashed through my mind: When you are in the presence of a wise man, talk less, for he already knows what you want to say”.
He gladly took over: “Let me start with the same way I start with students in my foundation class”.
“Let me ask you this question. Assuming you are sick, do you just walk into a medicine store and ask the attendant to give you any strong pain-relieving drug to take care of your health situation? Will it be correct to say that you have been cured even if you notice temporary relief?” “Very unlikely”, Dele replied, while I nodded in agreement.

“That’s right”, my Mentor said. “Yet, that is what most of us do when we face difficult financial situations. We want a quick fix. We want a solution by all means. We want to escape financial crisis now. It doesn’t work that way. This approach hardly produces any lasting remedy”.
“When you notice an ailment, the appropriate thing to do is to seek proper medical advice and I am sure a doctor, worth his salt, would not just administer drugs on a patient, except as a first aid. He would first conduct tests to determine the nature and the severity of the condition. It is the result of the diagnosis that would determine the type of medication to administer, in what concentration and how urgently to administer the drug”.

“The same principle is applicable to fixing a financial malaise. From my personal experience, I found that attempting to correct a financial problem without first determining the state of your financial health will almost always result in a jumbled remedial programme. It may not be a worthwhile endeavor.
This is what I am going to do for you. I intend to find out the exact state of your financial health”

He then, pulled out a file from his drawer and brought out a questionnaire, the same type he gave to me when I first started with him. He handed it over to Dele and asked him to complete the questionnaire, consisting of twenty questions. We chatted away while Dele battled with the questionnaire the same way I did many months ago. It took him about twenty minutes to complete the questionnaire.
My Mentor immediately picked his green pen and started to work on his responses.

“My friend, this is what I call an acute state of Moniplexes (a word he coined to describe different stages of financial crisis) and I suggest that we call in an ambulance immediately to take you to the emergency unit of a nearby clinic for a quick surgery”. We all burst into laughter.

“You are all laughing?” He asked. “That is just to tell you how serious the condition is. Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong in this case. Our friend has violated many rules of informed millionaires and we need to start to work on it immediately. What I see everywhere are symptoms of acute moniplexes and we need to deal with them urgently”

When I glanced at the result, Dele scored nineteen points out of eighty possible points. I scored twenty-nine when I did my own. But I could see anxiety written all over Dele’s face. He possibly wasn’t expecting that dismal performance. I felt the same way when I got my own result. My Mentor paused for a while as we drank our mango juice.
(Excerpts from the book: “THE MILLIONAIRES CAPSULES” by AYO AROWOLO. Read “Ona kan O w’oja” tomorrow on this blog)
Ayo Arowolo, Publisher The Millionaires' Capsules

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