Weddings can be so much of an emotional encumbrance. So much
so you avoid going for church weddings as you always end up in a bated brawl
with yourself. So these days, you just show up at the receptions in the simplest
of attires and attitudes.
Loaded attitudes, colorful attires, immaculate decorations
and a horde of good looking women all but make the wedding reception an emotional
hijack for your unmarried self. You find your girl – if you are at the wedding with
her - asking you deep questions like when are you marrying me with her eyes? God
help you if she’s not the one.
But then you still ask yourself pertinent questions like why
are you not married yet and why haven’t you proposed to the girl that has stuck
by you for a long time. You think back at how many of your married friends now
have kids who call you ‘Uncle’ and how many ex-girlfriends do you ntor when they send you wedding invites
or get engaged.
A particular ex had rubbed it in so badly inviting you to both
her wedding and baby naming ceremony. This
life en. You shake your head transiently, swallowed your egos and allowed
the thoughts to slip away while smiling at your girl. No you won’t give in to
her questioning eyes. You should be used to it by now.
So when the wedding date of Fola, your childhood friend,
family friend and one of your closest friends of all time approached, you got
the wedding fever. By the time the wedding ended on that warm Sunday evening in
Avianto, Johannesburg you had started inventing a wedding in your head.
If your girl was there with you, you were almost sure to have
proposed for the wedding was flawless - right crowd, right number of people and
right venue.
By the time you got back home, your girl noticed the change for
you got more excited and lovey-dovey than usual. To this she said it won’t last
more than a few weeks. Almost true to her words, it lasted a little more than a
few weeks. Blame that on the busy job and schedule. But then, a wedding had
been invented. In your head.
You have often told yourself that you are not a perpetual
bachelor. But truth be told, you were almost becoming one as you realized that
you might have been living in a bubble; the one that makes you feel too
comfortable with status quo. You are scared of this.
Healthily for you, you realized that if you didn’t marry your
girl and on time too, you’d end up a long term perpetual bachelor. You didn’t want
that for its tougher getting a down to earth girl these days. You have one
already. And all these omo wobe are
not it.
You had a dream wedding. Fola’s and Caroline’s wedding was the
standard for their wedding is one of the most beautiful weddings you have
attended. It was small, gracious, exquisite but expensive being a destination
wedding. It’s the kind of wedding you want but you are almost sure to be
marooned on this.
May God bless Fola and Caroline’s union.
Foye.
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