DayDreams

She stared into outer space hoping to catch a glimpse of the gods she heard stories about as a child,
but all she saw were stars twinkling with so much beauty it was breathtaking.
She wondered if there was life out there.
If those who lived in those twinkling stars looked down every once in a while.
Her heart ached to live in far away galaxies,
to be amongst the gods,
to explore the heavens,
to be one with the universe…
She wished to know the unknown,
to touch the stars.
To behold the beauty of the very essence of life.
If her heart could beat any faster, it would literally implode.
Suddenly she was startled by the loud horns of a passing train.
Suddenly, it was back to reality,
Back to the boring emptiness that is life on earth.
The pain of love
The aches of loneliness in a room full of people.
The bland taste of nothingness.

Is she the 21st Century Lady or a Phony – Sexy Vs Trashy

There’s a thin line between being a Sexy and outspoken woman vs being a sassy and incessantly annoying trash talking bore. Yep, you heard me right. the latter phrase, however lengthy it is, happens to be the way quite a few ladies are these days. I’m not one to be all conservative and ask ladies to mind their language or their topic of discussion. Matter of fact, i’m extremely liberal and i tend to type the occasional curse words every now and again. However, those who know me in person, know i do try to keep my language clean. Not that i’m trying to be boastful of manners, but i do think there’s a certain air of demeanor when a lady chooses her topics of discussion carefully.

In the dawn of modern social networks like twitter and Facebook, and the breakthrough of writers like EL James, Society is suddenly steaming with what we would like to refer to as “the Modern Day Woman” or “The 21st Century woman”. The woman who is excited about expressing her sexuality as a sign of freedom. Like she had just broken the chains of her oppressor – ‘The Neanderthal Man’. The man who restricted her place to the kitchen and the bedroom. The man who wrecked her with emotional abuse and failed to see her strength and all of her beauty. and above all else, the Man who failed to see her as an intelligible equal.

I wanna be a part of this movement as beautiful and inspiring as it sounds, but unfortunately, while some have beautifully pioneered this course, many a young lady have made it a Mock. I see ladies taking the opportunity to make   ’50 shades of Grey’ an all day topic of discussion like some rabid horny dogs. or talk about the man they are crushing on and the things they would love to do to him all day long. Not that this is new or unique to the 21st century but this redundant attitude is unfortunately one of my ‘Pet peeves’. Hence, i’ve taken the liberty of pointing out the differences between a Lady and a Phony.

I believe its always easy to tell when a lady is nothing more than a phony. look at her choice of words and the recurring content of her conversations. Does she at 1 point try to sound intellectual and then 10mins later sound like a sex worker? does she use words that are particular to a geographic location she’s never lived in? and most importantly what’s the intention behind her conversation?

I hate to say this ladies, but if all you talk about is Sex, PMS, 50 shades of grey, the guy who’s face you would like to sit on, and then occasionally throw in a few news related conversations, trust me sweetie, you’re a “Dud” and a failed experiment. A real woman doesn’t appear to “know” or be intelligent, she actually knows and is Intelligent. A real 21st century woman doesn’t blow her trumpet. her reputation precedes her, She has real results. she has made tangible accomplishments. When a real woman chooses to use the F word or the V word or any other offensive language, its usually in rebellion and for a course she’s passionate about. The other 80% of the time when she talks dirty, its behind closed doors whilst she’s making passionate love to the man she loves with all of her heart.

A 21st century woman isn’t afraid to visit Ann Summers and buy what’s needed to explore her sexuality either alone or with the man she adores. A real woman isn’t religious, she’s spiritual. And above all else, she’s a go-getter.

I guess its ok to be a phony, but ladies, ask yourself 1 question; wouldn’t it be so much more fun if you would just go ahead and be the real deal?

Perfect Marriage

 

I’m a hopeless romantic and as a young girl, i dreamt of the ‘Perfect Marriage’. One were my husband and i couldn’t keep our hands or lips off each other. You know, the ‘Notebook’ kinda romance where he would be by my bedside when i was old and gray and we would die together. We would never have a fight, and our kids would play in the sand in our backyard and grow up to be Scientists and Presidents and all the good stuff. However, when i did get married i realized the term “Perfect Marriage” was a bit of an Oxymoron. So when a friend of mine sent me this story this A.M, i thought i might share it with the world and then give a little bit of my opinion on the subject of ‘A Perfect Marriage’.

Here’s the Story:

 “My name is Dayo. I’m a typical Nigerian guy and I cherish my Fridays. I get to hang out with the sickest guys every Friday night and It’s also an escape from my nagging and boring wife. I get confused sometimes on whether she’s my mother or my wife. Don’t get it twisted; I love her a lot but It just gets complicated; like I wish we never got married…marriage has turned her into something that doesn’t amuse me. I wish she was still the adventurous, charming, high-spirited lady I dated for five years.

A lot of people say its unethical for married guys to be found in a club, but I wish everyone won’t be too quick to judge and understand that people look for fun to run away from their problems; they just want to breathe, like me. 

I forgot to say that I work at Guarantee Trust Bank along Lekki, I love my job and my job loves me, maybe it’s because I’m the senior banking officer. Lol… This particular morning, a lady breezed into my office. My heart raced faster because I had not seen anything this beautiful in a long while. She wasn’t the typical slender Barbie, in fact, she was a bit chubby but her smile, cuteness and…I was tripped.

“Hi Good morning! Your ATM has swallowed my card!” She said, laughing, unlike the typical customers that would ram you.

I just tried to form Boss laughter…

“Good morning, You know what? I’d personally make sure they get it out for you, but not today. Can you wait till Monday?” I smiled

“GTB shaaa! OK, can I just drop my number so you could call me up or just text when its ready so I don’t come twice? Please? My name is Nancy” She blinked her eyes in a funny way.

“Sure” I smiled

We exchanged numbers. What a lucky Friday…..

So it was 10:00pm and I headed to the club…as usual my friends were chilling for me. My wife had called a couple of times, I just ignored it. She knows I’m never home Friday nights.

“Look at you!” I heard someone say. I raised my head and it was the ATM lady-Nancy.

“Wow, look at you too!” I was surprised to see her but I was happy I didn’t have to wait till Monday to see her again.

“Happy Friday!” She screamed because of the noise, “Wanna dance?”

I didn’t even have the chance to answer, she already pulled me to dance floor. I really suck at dancing but she helped me; she was a great dancer! I had fun! At some point we decided to go to a private area and we talked, ranging from work, business to personal life. I tried to hide my ring as much as possible, I certainly didn’t want this to end now.

“You are a really wonderful lady. You are so interesting…any guy would want to be with you all day” I said.

“I wasn’t always like this but I have learned the hard way that life is just too short to be sad” she sang

Then her phone rang…

“Hey baby! Yeah I’m at the private lounge, I’d like you to meet someone…alright boo” she talked excitedly as usual.

I was in shock until this tall handsome man walks up to her and kisses her.

“You were late. Meet Dayo; I met him this morning, he’s helping with the ATM card I told you got swallowed and Dayo this is my B to the O-O,” she laughed “Meet my husband Kolade, we only come here to dance every fortnight Friday; away from work, stress and kids.” 

“Wow, a pleasure” I managed to shake him

Then she stood now excitedly holding her husband’s arms.

“Why don’t we invite Dayo for Mimi’s 16th birthday tomorrow?” Her husband said

They have kids too? How long have they been married and they look like a couple just dating!

“Silly me, please come for my second daughter’s 16th tomorrow. It would be an honor” She brought out an I.V from her purse.

I began to feel so ashamed of myself…this was another guy like me, getting it….
right with one woman.

I collected the I.V and promised to be there.

“See you tomorrow! Have you had something to eat Kolade?” she talked and dragged her husband along.

They left and I kept staring at thin air like I had seen a ghost. They come just to dance together every fortnight Fridays? Why didn’t I think of that! Temi loves to dance…she also likes long walks, she loves to talk…she loves jazz music, there’s this vivid picture I have of me putting her hand on my chest when we danced at a jazz club on our first year anniversary…I found myself typing all the things I knew Temi loved to do on my Ipad and I realized I had denied her of all…I had made her the old woman she acts.

What on earth was I doing here! I didn’t even tell my friends goodbye, I walked out of the club into my Jaguar. Temi’s call came through and I picked it.

“Temi?” My heart raced

“I know you are not coming home…”

“I am, stay up so we can talk. Been a while” I decided to do everything on that list and to even add many more for the rest of my lifetime with her.

“Are you alright?” She was shocked I suppose

“And I’d like us to go for a birthday party tomorrow. I want you to meet this amazing couple”

“You sound different Dayo”

“Maybe I’m different”

“Don’t say it! don’t say it! when you come we will gist very well” she laughed

She laughed!!! In just that laughter that I hadn’t heard in a while, she sounded like the lady I married six years ago…

Dear reader,

I wrote this  just to remind us that creating memorable moments with our partner matters. Do you know that little things are the sweetest things? Just creating time to talk and have a laugh with your partner, having a day in the week that’s exclusively for the both of you – No friends or kids allowed. 

Lady, when last have you told your partner he is so darn hot? Guys! When last have you told your lady she is the sweetest thing? When last have you whispered ‘Thank you’? When last have you been quick to say ‘I’m sorry’”..

~THE END~

I kinda loved this story when i read it and I’m pretty sure everyone loves a good happy ending story. However, i can’t help but wonder how long the new-found love, lasted for both of them. I know that’s somewhat of a pessimistic question but let’s be honest. 9.5 times out of 10, most marriages experience what i like to call “Recurring turbulence”. There are days when you feel like you love him/her so bad you can’t breathe, and then there are those recurring days when you just want to strangle him/her for being so goddamn annoying.

I always tell my single friends to take their time in getting married. Simply because, i believe you need to be mentally prepared when you do make that choice. It’s usually all rosy and fluffy during the honeymoon phase but when those turbulent days do show up, they can make or break you if you’re not prepared.

A couple of weeks back, my husband told me 1 of his friends was getting a divorce. Then he asked me how come i was still with him despite all of his stubbornness. I replied with; “I’ve asked you for a divorce 5 times baby, you just refused to give it to me”. He smiled and said; “Ok, why have you stopped asking for a divorce?” “Well cos I’m tired of playing that ‘I-Want-A-Divorce-Oh-Baby-I’m-Sorry-i-love-you-Kiss-kiss’ game” i replied, laughing..

I don’t believe there is a recipe for the perfect marriage, neither do i believe there’s a perfect marriage. I believe that 6 out of 10 marriages end in divorce, simply because they’ve come to a point where they realize life will be a whole lot easier if the other partner was out of their lives. Then there’s the 3 (in addition to those 6) out of 10 who stick around for 1 valid reason or another, like; kids, social stigma, fear of the unknown etc… Now i like to think that there are definitely a few happy ones like the lady in the story above, who goes clubbing every fortnight with her hubby. But i guarantee you, they aren’t  happy bunnies 24/7. They just know how to create those moments that help them forget the down-times and fall in-love all over again.

I heard someone say once; “falling in-love is easy, its staying in-love that’s the hard part.” and i almost totally agree with this statement. We all tend to think of love as this warm fuzzy feeling that once you catch it for someone, it never goes away or you can never feel anger, hurt or even hate towards the person you love. I’ve heard people say, if you start feeling negative emotions towards your partner or, if you stop loving your partner, its cos you never loved them in the first place. But i beg to differ. I think you can love and hate someone at the very same time. what makes a difference is; when you hate him/her, do you still love him/her in that very same moment? for example, when those days when you get into a brawl over God knows what; Money, tardiness, a different opinion, whatever… and you feel like ripping his throat out, what’s stopping you? is it the fact that you might go to prison? or is it that feeling of “If i wasn’t going to miss the hell out of you cos i can’t bear to live without you, i would so bury your stubborn ass in the backyard right now”?… if the latter is the case, then you’re in that love/hate mojo and all you need do is find new ways to re-ignite that love affair. If however, it’s the former, that’s not necessarily a bad thing, you just have to step back and try to figure out what or where things are going wrong (now that’s if your partner is willing to figure things out).

I know this all makes marriage sound like a lot of hard work, but please show me something beautiful in life, that didn’t come through a lot of work and pain. Is it childbirth? that promotion? a successful career? a reputable brand name?.. even the earth does a lot of hard work.

That being said, its the moments we have to smile, kiss, make love, have a laugh, watch the beautiful night stars or sit at the ocean banks and feel the slightly chilly breeze from the ocean sweep against our skin as we look in our lover’s eyes and whisper “i love you” that makes all the difference. Those special moments are worth fighting for. But if we can no longer create those moments, then there’s a conscious choice to be made. And that choice had better be a well-informed one.

In today’s society, as many as 1 in 4 marriages end in divorce and as many as 30% of married couples (male and female equally) in the united states have been involved in extra marital affairs because we’ve simply just stopped trying to make it work. Does that make us a lazy society or is it just the way it is because that’s the way it should be?. Then again, If you’re lucky enough to be one of the select few who figured out this thing called love, please feel free to share you wisdom with us…

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