MARRIAGE?

Many of my elderly friends –read adults, have of recent been inundating me with numerous questions about when I will get married. Whenever they ask me so, I just tell them to get ready for mchele in 2020. Yeah mchele being the rice take at weddings. I mean, am I that old? If it is so, I haven’t noticed. I may be very close to thirty but I am far enough from being baba watoto! Being married is a ton full of responsibilities and dedication, both of which I am not yet ready for. Do not say that I am frightened in being part of the builders and tenants of the institution of marriage. No. what I mean is that I am postponing to betroth a lady and taking a long diversion to parenting to the last date on the calendar! I have some male friends who are already married and I think to myself, what a waste of youthful years! Or so I think. I think it’s a different case for ladies though. Maybe I say all that due to the fact that the love bug or fever won’t catch me. Perhaps I am immune to it! Perhaps is about to strike. Who knows?

One elderly friend of mine recently made a remark that I should get myself a wife and I pointedly told him to give me his daughter’s telephone number and the man went grim! Haha! Who told him it was easy? I mean, did he not learn from his past experience when he was ‘searching’? Truth be told, marrying these days is not as easy as our parents days. The communication between two love birds may be easier these days but it brings its own plethora of complexities. This is where masks are worn over real personalities and photo-shopping chances are utilized to the maximum! Or even impersonation! I recently had a fortunate and a one in a blue moon chance of sneaking a peek into a friend’s Facebook account and I was shocked out of my rocker!
There in, numerous recipients had been sent messages coated with all the available smooth words. I think you know what I mean. Player? I dunno. That is why marriage and dating in this tech era is not as easy as the P. O. Box days of yore. Those days called for heaven high level of patience. Neither a delivery note nor an instant reply. Oh and literature! I mean humongous words and flowery citations. Men used to burn the midnight oil trying to compose a piece of literature in praise of his woman or in stoic and sturdy beseeching of his lady to be. Talk of squirting a dash of perfume to the letters. I ask how many of us have done all that. Me neither! All we do is send texts with cryptic acronyms like IDK, ION, SMH, LOL and the xaxa and the pouwa! Write me those and wait a century for a reply. Hehe!

 As we begin this year, I purpose to get more poetic in letters be it via inbox or SMS. To the dating and married, keep the candles burning!