Thursday, 31 October 2013
once bitten twice shy!: IDEAL MAN!
once bitten twice shy!: IDEAL MAN!: Walking past the shops, he holds my hand but I immediately retreat my hand and pretend to be removing something from my bag. That is...
IDEAL MAN!
Walking past the shops, he holds my hand but I immediately retreat my hand and pretend to be removing something from my bag. That is not exactly the case, I just do not want to be spotted holding his hand and looking like we are an item. My 'guy' is not exactly bad person neither is he ugly but my friends and I had a discussion and they mentioned every reason why me and him shouldn't be together.
He looks at me and smiles and asks if I am okay. I nod my head and continue walking like there's not a problem in my world.
We keep walking and we arrive at a shop where they sell the most beautiful jewellery. He promised that he would get me a bangle that I had admired months ago, when he gets paid.
He works as a shop attendant at a local supermarket. He is hardworking and very diligent at his work. He is still studying in campus but at the moment is not able to continue with his studies because his parents cannot not afford,thus he ended up as a shop attendant.
I am starring at the things in the shop and I can at least buy myself half the things there and not wait six months to afford. I hated the fact that I had to take care of my man instead of him taking care of me. He is a nice guy but the situation does not help. My friends keep telling me that I am young and can get any man I want, so I do not have to keep hanging on to the struggling Kenyan who takes him forever to just get me a bangle.
The thing about my friends is that they live for the day. They are good people and want the good life too. They do not understand why I complain about my guy yet there is a rich guy who can afford to take care of me if I want one. However, my friends do not also understand that my guy is not all trouble because he is poor but he is the most generous guy I know and would rob a bank for me if he had to and that he is always there for me when my friends take a hike every now and then when they take their escapades. My guy is sweet and takes care of me like I am a princess but he is averagely poor and cannot afford to give me half the things I want.
The shop attendant at the jewellery shop hands me the bangle and compliments that I have such a nice guy. I nod and agree but the pressure from my friends has made me see him more of a bother and burden than see him for whom he really is.
My ideal man according to the society should be someone who compliments my style and can afford to get me all the things I need at a snap, but who exactly is my ideal guy according to me?
Will the society's ideal man stay with me when am dying of cancer and am not attractive anymore? Will he do anything for me just to see a smile or will he leave immediately I get an accident and I become paralysed.
What we forget is that the society dictates what kind of man I deserve but they do not tell me
that after they select the guy for you, it will just be you and him. When trouble strikes it will be you and him and the trouble facing you.
I take a look at my guy and he looks so happy that he finally fulfilled his promise. I look at my new bangle and continue my debate in my head who exactly is the Ideal Man?
We keep walking and we arrive at a shop where they sell the most beautiful jewellery. He promised that he would get me a bangle that I had admired months ago, when he gets paid.
He works as a shop attendant at a local supermarket. He is hardworking and very diligent at his work. He is still studying in campus but at the moment is not able to continue with his studies because his parents cannot not afford,thus he ended up as a shop attendant.
I am starring at the things in the shop and I can at least buy myself half the things there and not wait six months to afford. I hated the fact that I had to take care of my man instead of him taking care of me. He is a nice guy but the situation does not help. My friends keep telling me that I am young and can get any man I want, so I do not have to keep hanging on to the struggling Kenyan who takes him forever to just get me a bangle.
The thing about my friends is that they live for the day. They are good people and want the good life too. They do not understand why I complain about my guy yet there is a rich guy who can afford to take care of me if I want one. However, my friends do not also understand that my guy is not all trouble because he is poor but he is the most generous guy I know and would rob a bank for me if he had to and that he is always there for me when my friends take a hike every now and then when they take their escapades. My guy is sweet and takes care of me like I am a princess but he is averagely poor and cannot afford to give me half the things I want.
The shop attendant at the jewellery shop hands me the bangle and compliments that I have such a nice guy. I nod and agree but the pressure from my friends has made me see him more of a bother and burden than see him for whom he really is.
My ideal man according to the society should be someone who compliments my style and can afford to get me all the things I need at a snap, but who exactly is my ideal guy according to me?
Will the society's ideal man stay with me when am dying of cancer and am not attractive anymore? Will he do anything for me just to see a smile or will he leave immediately I get an accident and I become paralysed.
What we forget is that the society dictates what kind of man I deserve but they do not tell me
that after they select the guy for you, it will just be you and him. When trouble strikes it will be you and him and the trouble facing you.
I take a look at my guy and he looks so happy that he finally fulfilled his promise. I look at my new bangle and continue my debate in my head who exactly is the Ideal Man?
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