It’s been a really long time since I penned anything down, so please bear with me if I exhibit the slightest incoherence. Slowly but surely, I’ll get my mojo back.
CAVEAT: this blog post is my opinion and mine only, agree or not, just don’t ‘enter’ comments and starting ‘jam-talking’, if e too pepper you, write ya own. Shikena. This issue of marriage and the way our society has taken it can be somewhat annoyingly frustrating.
A girl starts getting undertones and insinuations from her family members from age 24 and they become brazen when she hits 30. Ki lo de?! Una must rush her ni, making it seem like after 30yrs, her life will likely grind to a halt.
Boy meets girl; they start talking, feeling each other and next thing, gbam… she pops the question “what’s your genotype?” Haba mana! Slow down Mama, I’m just getting to know you, to know if we are actually that compatible.
P.S – I’m not in any way saying you don’t have to know his/her genotype, but please don’t make that the first question. You can also be a bit subtle about it if that’s your magic word…
Boy is unemployed for some time but as soon as he gets a paid job (no matter how small), the next thing he hears is “you need to start getting ready for marriage.” Ahn ahn?! You won’t even give him time settle into the new direction life is taking him?
The aforementioned scenarios play out every day in our lives and that of friends, which is what prompted this write-up. The inspiration to put it down came from a ‘Wine & Beer, Off & On Licence’ gathering of dem boiz at St Guinness Cathedral, so please forgive me as I may just be acting under the influence of unholy ministrations.
With these few words of mine, I hope I’ve been able to confuse you and not convince you that….(you know the rest of the drill).
NOTE: Ramblings of an idle unemployed mind are not to be taken serious. If you feel this blog post is talking to you, maybe it is. Lotsa peeps can relate mate, so you’re not alone.
By HoungeNone found.