FLOWER STAGE.

                      Soundtrack: Simi feat Falz-Jamb Question

           Someone dubbed me as 'The Peacock' and poked me with all sorts of funny innuendos all for the sake of ‘unrequited love’. Apparently, without my honest knowing, I had been flustered in bright colours and paraded my myself like  flower in spring. I learnt earlier ’’We cannot all be friends ‘’ in life. Asides from the untoward remarks, I brushed it aside like’ Dude I’ve got 99 problems and I refuse to make you the 100^th…lol’’ . With so much spite, I bowed my head to yet another feminism plight and I got to know in an unpleasant way that Females of a certain age are universally not allowed the use of the word ‘NO’ or any relating to such negative response especially to a male proposition. But I’ve got a lot of folk wisdom turning that episode into a phase of self-love.

          In the wake of times like now, where our Male counterpart keep knocking on old wood, claiming ladies aren’t living up to their realest and they, so willingly relishing the power of that bible verse [seven ladies toggling unto one man] now more than ever(total misconceptions BTW). Its almost a taboo for a somewhat Female (single, without-the-ring ) to turn down romantic gestures from a Male. We often hear them whine in disgust, the obstacles and hurdles they overcome and stomach in finding and keeping the ‘ONE’ but the second such approach goes south, a new rage overwhelms them and are now requiring that every ’Hello’ should be replied with a complimentary ‘Hi’ and all proposals should be responded accordingly without so much as a thought.

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           A common issue for ladies within an acceptable ‘age’ because we’ve been labeled and brandished by various societal pressures but who sets the bar in dissuading us from certain life choices. We dare not out rightly express any resistance or hesitation for fear of being reminded of our ticking biological clocks and the automatic varnish of Men as we tither up in age. Guys God’s gift to Ladies. The unwarranted abuses from the so-called love interest, all in a quick nano-second; love splashes into disgust and then hate and then to the latest word in my vocabulary you’re referred to being in your ‘Flower Stage’. Personally any man that rains abuses on a lady isn’t worth the love from the initials.

Power to all...

        I might not be so much of a romantic but I do love the wooing and attendant initial graa-graa [shakara] that accompanies it from the females. That was basic and expected and as well can be likened to a Peacock; it displays its rich & lovely colours and flaunting around until it feels comfortable to be approached. This fact & style has been lost upon our males all due to impatience and wrong moves which ultimately leads to that not-so-positive response. One of the greatest lessons life keeps teaching us is that ‘’what’s yours is yours but you’ve got to work hard at it to get it. We can either allow ourselves to get stuck wailing ,sulking & licking our wounds from all the failed love attempts or buck up, try again until we strike Gold. A lady is to be seen and not heard they say, suck it up and admire whenever you see us prancing around . We’ll constantly be in a ‘flower stage’ cos we’ve got substance, quality, panache and charisma to showcase. 
Sound off in the comment box, hope am not the only one with such views. Hey Guys chip in too.

Lots of Love...

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