This piece was written by Joy Isi Bewaji, read it and lets know if you agree with her. Hmm!!!
My Dear Bros,
I am tired of you whining about your girlfriend. What is it
that you want? What are your expectations? She grew up in a city where “chop my
money” by P-square is the soundtrack of our existence. She has Eldee singing,
“ki lo fe, shey moto ni?” (what do you want, is it a car?); where Skuki is
telling her to stop complaining that the s*x is sore after obtaining a Prada
purse; and Olamide is demanding that she “go down low” before she can get
whatever expensive bric-a-brac she wants.
that you want? What are your expectations? She grew up in a city where “chop my
money” by P-square is the soundtrack of our existence. She has Eldee singing,
“ki lo fe, shey moto ni?” (what do you want, is it a car?); where Skuki is
telling her to stop complaining that the s*x is sore after obtaining a Prada
purse; and Olamide is demanding that she “go down low” before she can get
whatever expensive bric-a-brac she wants.
She is on the internet watching flamboyant proposals on
YouTube- one guy pays for the whole seats in a movie theatre just so he can
propose to his girlfriend over a S*x and the City footage. Another pays for
advertisement space at a basketball game just so his popcorn-loving babe can
see herself on big screen as he pops the question: “Will you marry me?”
YouTube- one guy pays for the whole seats in a movie theatre just so he can
propose to his girlfriend over a S*x and the City footage. Another pays for
advertisement space at a basketball game just so his popcorn-loving babe can
see herself on big screen as he pops the question: “Will you marry me?”
She has friends in school who drive around in Kia Optima
bought by boyfriends working in Abuja.
bought by boyfriends working in Abuja.
That is her reality. You met her that way- a broke student
with expensive dreams, living with a retired father and five siblings waiting
every month, with gluttony for a cape, ready to dive into the old man’s pocket
to gobble their own share of his pension. Sometimes they wait for months, and
months turn to years, while sons become petty thieves and daughters convert to
part-time prostitutes.
with expensive dreams, living with a retired father and five siblings waiting
every month, with gluttony for a cape, ready to dive into the old man’s pocket
to gobble their own share of his pension. Sometimes they wait for months, and
months turn to years, while sons become petty thieves and daughters convert to
part-time prostitutes.
You met her that way- with an expensive ipad and no job. You
didn’t question the Louboutin she wore on your first date; you didn’t raise an
eyebrow when you saw her rocking a N75,000 swatch; you admired her head full of
weaves and nodded approvingly. That weave costs N230,000. Don’t you know? Have
you been living under a rock? So what are you complaining about?
didn’t question the Louboutin she wore on your first date; you didn’t raise an
eyebrow when you saw her rocking a N75,000 swatch; you admired her head full of
weaves and nodded approvingly. That weave costs N230,000. Don’t you know? Have
you been living under a rock? So what are you complaining about?
After six months, the excitement of what she must have felt
when her eyes settled on your good looks have worn off considerably; her true
needy nature is in full bloom, and you start to rant, turn to a preacher
yelling: “Money is not everything. Why are women so desperate and greedy? Money
cannot buy happiness…”
when her eyes settled on your good looks have worn off considerably; her true
needy nature is in full bloom, and you start to rant, turn to a preacher
yelling: “Money is not everything. Why are women so desperate and greedy? Money
cannot buy happiness…”
Is love going to pay her fees and keep her greed for the
good things of life at bay? So dad’s pension has been delayed for the fifth
month. The last time he almost died on the queue waiting for hours, now he has
announced to all his children- all shacked up in one sorry Nigerian University
or the other- to go fend for themselves. Their only source of support is as
good as dead.
good things of life at bay? So dad’s pension has been delayed for the fifth
month. The last time he almost died on the queue waiting for hours, now he has
announced to all his children- all shacked up in one sorry Nigerian University
or the other- to go fend for themselves. Their only source of support is as
good as dead.
Your babe is in her second year studying business
administration. She has bills to pay and no clue how to get it sorted. She has
a mop on her head (been sitting there for over nine weeks) that she needs to get
rid of (to affix another more glorified one); her knickknacks are running
out…and there you stand, with your portmanteau and a badly beaten golf car,
talking about love and beautifully written letters.
administration. She has bills to pay and no clue how to get it sorted. She has
a mop on her head (been sitting there for over nine weeks) that she needs to get
rid of (to affix another more glorified one); her knickknacks are running
out…and there you stand, with your portmanteau and a badly beaten golf car,
talking about love and beautifully written letters.
Why do we like to buy trouble in the open market like this?
How do you expect a struggling student of the Federal Republic of Nigeria with
zero parent/government support, and siblings who are just as deprived, to worry
about love and constant pings, or care about plastic red flowers you buy once a
year on Valentine’s Day?
How do you expect a struggling student of the Federal Republic of Nigeria with
zero parent/government support, and siblings who are just as deprived, to worry
about love and constant pings, or care about plastic red flowers you buy once a
year on Valentine’s Day?
Think!
Leave the student to focus on her life and the ugly
challenges threatening to consume her. Stay away, your love is the last thing
she needs. Unless that love comes with pocket money and a Hyundai saloon car,
just forget it. You are complicating her life even more with your N70,000 job.
challenges threatening to consume her. Stay away, your love is the last thing
she needs. Unless that love comes with pocket money and a Hyundai saloon car,
just forget it. You are complicating her life even more with your N70,000 job.
Why don’t you find a woman…you know? A woman with a job, who
would shriek with joy when you ping her? One you can spend hours with talking
about love and sweet nothings and she wouldn’t ask for recharge cards.
would shriek with joy when you ping her? One you can spend hours with talking
about love and sweet nothings and she wouldn’t ask for recharge cards.
Aren’t you tired of being an ATM? It’s not like you have
anything really. Your salary can barely sustain you. You’ve neglected your
mother just so you can take Miss Under-graduate to the cinema every weekend to
make up for the Blackberry Q300 you couldn’t buy for her.
anything really. Your salary can barely sustain you. You’ve neglected your
mother just so you can take Miss Under-graduate to the cinema every weekend to
make up for the Blackberry Q300 you couldn’t buy for her.
Hian! Wake up, man! If you were my brother I’ll slap you out
of this thick delirium. Be wise. Love with wisdom. With a N70,000 pay slip
every month, the last thing you need is her love.
of this thick delirium. Be wise. Love with wisdom. With a N70,000 pay slip
every month, the last thing you need is her love.
Soon you’ll start planning a wedding and children in your
state of lack- the two of you walking into the arms of penury; claiming to have
been captured by love. You see why you deserve a material lover? –Because your
brain is on permanent retreat.
state of lack- the two of you walking into the arms of penury; claiming to have
been captured by love. You see why you deserve a material lover? –Because your
brain is on permanent retreat.
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