My brother, my sister, see enh, in this life, you cannot please everybody. And what little bit of happiness you have, someone somewhere will try to take it from you, or diminish it in some way.
This conversation took place between four women. I was the youngest in the group.
1st Lady: My sister, you have to be careful and shine your eyes. Women don dey tear eye these days. Before you know it, someone will just snatch your man.
2nd Lady: Babes, forget that thing. Is the man a handbag? Who wants to snatch your man can only do so because he’s given himself to her. Abi can someone be your visitor if he hasn’t come to your door to knock?
1st Lady: You’re right sha. All in all, I’m just asking God for grace to be patient. It’s not easy when all our friends have tied the knot.
(Now this is where the wahala began)
Me: You’re so right. It’s not easy. I pray for you guys and myself all the time, that we not only find love, but with the right person. The pressure can be exhausting sha.
4th Lady: Eketi, you too you’re facing pressure? *she laughed loud*
2nd Lady: Don’t mind her. We’ll be talking about pressure and she too will join mouth.
Me: Hian! I can’t say that I’m facing pressure again? Abi I no reach to marry?
1st Lady: Abegi! How old are you? Twenty-eight, twenty-nine?
1st Lady: Whatever. The point is, you’re not up to thirty. So you can’t be talking of pressure. You’re not facing what we’re facing. When you reach thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, then you can talk.
4th Lady: Abeg don’t be talking when real single women are talking.
Me: . . .
So this is how you’ll be there and someone will come and say your single is not real. Simply because you haven’t clocked 30!
Why are people this wicked? How can a woman like me just come and mercilessly diminish my single like this? Is it your single?
Written by Eketi Ette