If actions are speaking so loudly, why do we listen to the gossips, the bad advice?
And somebody once told me, that the person who speaks the loudest is an empty vessel.
Marriage is like heaven, not for the reasons you might think...
It's like heaven because everyone wants to go there but nobody knows quite what they'll do when they get there.
Most people just turn into the people they vowed they would never turn into,
women become their mothers, and men... well men...
And men start to think that conjugal rights are exactly that - rights -
And they turn experiences into rites
rituals that must just be performed and gotten over with.
It's still unmapped territory - filled with promise
and a minefield of divorces
They are good,
Really, really good -
The media I mean.
Has us believing that that's what sells, that's what makes the world go round, and if you're not doing it you haven't yet lived.
Don't get me wrong - it's great. But its far from the life saving phenom it's marketed to be - Life saving in that at some level, a lot of people think if they don't get laid the moment they want it, they'll just die - they won't.
Sex doesn't run out either. Kids these days are rushing into it like there's a sale going on and they must get it while stocks last.
Even churches worship it.
Call it what you want but if you have ever said or heard these words at church or from a pulpit, 'people won't respect you unless you have money'
Or any other version that points to the same conclusion - there has been a worship of money.
Money is lovely - I personally don't like to keep it, I give it away for the things I imagine are more valuable, like jelly babies, scarves, glasses with perfect rims, good books and gadgets, people seem more than happy to give me those things in exchange for money.
Every man has a price, so if you can't beat them, buy them.
Money will buy virginity, love, marriage and sex -
But money will never ever buy, or even impress...
This piece was written by Sozah Ruzario, Editor in Chief of Very Zim
So I was having drinks with a hopeful who had so much potential of winning the heart of this stubborn woman. In my head, as I laughed with this guy, thoughts were reeling to a point where I even convinced myself that he was the funniest, most intelligent, most handsome, sweetest man left on earth… but that was until he asked me a question that led to the penning of this article.
If things had gone the way that I wanted them to, I would have been married by now, with at least two kids. That was, I suppose, what one of my biggest fantasies growing up was; to get married at about 23 and then have my children.