Last week Saturday, my friend, Adeola Adeniyi launched his first book, titled ‘Relationships and love: my point of view?’ Though I had the chance to read the book before it came out but, I chose not to. I was not prepared to read whatever he had to write because I was scared he could be talking to me somehow. Not that I couldn’t take his admonition or truth, but I just wasn’t ready yet. However, I was happy when I read the introduction to the book and I realized it was based on his past experience, though I know that I have a lesson to learn from it.
At a point during the programme, a drama played out and it was about ladies who were too demanding of men and how they usually end up alone. Yeah, everyone felt the impact of the drama and slang was even coined out of it that day, ‘my point of view’. Everyone had a good laugh, but was the lesson well learnt?
Today, a male friend of mine asked me when I was going to show him my boyfriend. When I asked him what kind of a man he would expect to see me associating with, you can only imagine his response. The qualities all summed up to ‘successes. If tomorrow, I start introducing some 400 level guy to my friends, they would be grossly disappointed, because at this stage, they expect me to hang around workers and men who are almost ready for marriage. That man is just not around yet.
Like I always tell my friends, I’m too young to grow desperate and I cannot point to any of my friends who are in relationships that can make me wish I had one. No offence to my friends, I respect their relationships, but it’s not like anyone of them is planning marriage right now. I sincerely wish them the best though.
Anyway, my dilemma lies in the fact that no one can tell me whether it is proper to go with your heart,(I’m not the ‘God’s will’ person, not that He doesn’t count though) or consider all the considerables. The new statement in town now is that love is not enough, (which I totally agree with). My problem now is not finding a man at all, but the right man.
My friends say I’m too demanding of my man, but non of them has a short, not handsome or beautiful, prospective or not to- die- for partners who complement them perfectly. Why should I be different? Not that I’m comparing myself, but I do deserve beautiful things too and I should have them.
Well, I do believe that some where, my man will meet me by divine design and all these years of waiting will not go unrewarded.