Alhaji Engr. Gazal Atanda Bolaji Adewale
Fifteen years of remembrance of my late dad still left a void in my life that’s impossible to fill, but his memory is a constant source of light and guidance even during this time that I am being tested.
However, the most I can do is pray that my message reaches him in heaven as we are made to believe according to Islamic faith, but Olodumare knows how much I miss him and how much I wish to appreciate him more because the vacuum is yet to be filled.
A Man of Integrity.
My late father, Alhaji Engr. Gazal Atanda Bolaji Adewale was a man of unparalleled integrity. He believed in doing the right thing, even when it was hard or unpopular. His honesty and strong moral compass were clear in everything he did, from his career to his relationships with family and friends. That’s why he can join politics because he is not deceitful. He taught me that integrity isn’t just about honesty; it’s about being true to yourself and your beliefs. I had my flaws in some areas.
A Loving Husband and Father.
At his core, Alatanda was a family man. His love for Mom was a beautiful example of partnership and commitment. Though my mother was tough when it came to discipline, she was as soft as cotton when it came to my father. He hates nagging, which mother does. They had a bond built on respect, understanding, and unwavering support. As a father, he was patient, kind, and always there for me and my siblings when we needed him. He never missed a milestone and was always so proud of everything we accomplished.
A Source of Wisdom.
Alhaji Adewale had a way of giving advice without making it sound like a lecture. His words were thoughtful and rooted in experience. Whether it was about dealing with life’s ups and downs or making important decisions, his advice was always spot on. I remember when I had a court case at Iyaganku Court 3, he stood firm from the police station despite his phobia for the station, but he stood his ground. In those days of my adversity, he was truly inspiring; he gave me an Islamic rosary to pray to the Almighty to lead and guide me and I overcame it. Also, cases like Ope Ajibade’s baby saga at Fiditi – may the Almighty rest the souls of Alhaji Rasheed Adedimeji Adewale, Prince Alh. Bashiru Adewale and Alhaja Nusirat Adewale for their support. He named the baby “Aisha”, but the baby later died at 2 years.
In the same vein was a case of Jumoke Korede, which is another one that is like a bombshell that involves Aaliyah, whom he supported and advised before his demise; the rest is history. He taught me that strength isn’t just about being physically strong; it’s about having emotional fortitude and the ability to keep going no matter what. He taught me to approach life with curiosity and an open mind, always ready to learn something new. Here I am; I will forever be grateful to him.
Continuing his legacy, which I am putting my best into, even though my late dad isn’t here physically anymore, his legacy lives on in the values he instilled in me. I strive to honour his memory by living a life of integrity, showing love and kindness to others, and finding joy in the simple things. But not as religious as he was and has always wanted me to be; he want all my ways to be Islamic, which they’re not. (Olodumare knows best).
His influence is woven into all of us from my sister Mrs Maroofat Adenike Adetunji, who took his legacy upon herself, representing his dynasty within and beyond the family circle. Mrs Baliquees Adejoke Abdulwahab, Mr Luqman Adewale and I are forever grateful for the time we shared. We pray for his eternal rest, and we miss him greatly!
In Loving Memory.
As I reflect on Dad’s life, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He wasn’t just an amazing father, he was an incredible human being. His love, wisdom, and strength continue to guide me, and his memory is a source of comfort and inspiration. Even though he’s gone, his spirit lives on in those he touched, and his legacy will always be a part of me.
Daddy mi., as fondly called, I miss you so much. Olodumare knows how I want to prostrate to you and tell you the things I never said when you were here. All I can hope is that my message reaches heaven as believed. Your life was a gift, and your memory will forever be a treasure.
A Tribute to My Beloved Father by ADEWALE ADENRELE D’COSTY
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