Walking at a snail's pace, James wondered what had happened the previous night. He pinched himself hard and could not understand if he was dreaming as he walked or his body had become dumb. He looked into the eastern horizon, failed to see his favorite star for good luck and cursed bitterly. Had he been born without any luck? Why had all his friends been so successful in life while he never found a suitor to accept his proposal for marriage? He shed a tear and closely looked into his failures. Enough was enough. He declared. He had to be like his friends.
James silently mourned. His favorite girlfriend, Caroline, though pursued his dreams of life and cherished the thought of his future ambitions, had been banned by her parents from seeing him. Grace, a successful business woman, once told her, “Marriage is not a business where a person can accept possible future growth and developments after evaluating the mission statement and goals of the business from its proposal. It is not possible to marry hopes and wishes.”. He had to re-invent himself and meet the requirements that Caroline’s parents, especially her mother Grace wished fulfilled for her daughter to be married into a home where hopes and wishes for a comfortable future were the only thing a promise. He had never learned this ingredient of a person interfering with another's future life. He had no information that a mother could sabotage a relationship and nullify its possible yields in the future. Did the old folks never understand one characteristic of a relationship that is adopted from the business fraternity? A woman can marry the possible good future of a man and build her future to achieve the desires of her heart with her man! Relationships seemed to have had another dimension of trust and faith of one's abilities. It appeared relationships were pegged on current status of a man and not possible loss of fame that may happen in the future.
James, as a business strategists could not believe why relationships had no strategies to keep them safe from conflicts. Do those who court really get the right tools to woo a girl into accepting them or do they promise the same stories that other men have failed to deliver? James nodded to himself and planned his way forward. He knew, since he has saved his company from going bankrupt, he was going to lift up a finger of authority over any challenge that his relationship was facing.
He removed a mirror that he always carried to see his handsome face and admire his looks. He had maintained his handsomeness. He checked his small handbag, and found his nectar-rich perfume was intact. There was no question about it. His dressing left nothing to be compromised. He had enough education to litter hopes of a prospective girl with expectations. He had good communication skills. He never knew what made his values fail to tick.
Just as he wandered and wondered across seas of thoughts, he heard a seemingly buzzing sound. He had just opened his perfume to update his sweet odour. When he looked back to see what hell it might have been, he could not believe his eyes. A swam of bees was descending on his little body. Was he worthy such temptations when he was looking forward to meet his girlfriend Mary against all odds?
He ran wild, as fast as his feet could manage, but he was not as fast enough for the bees. His nectar smelling perfume had betrayed him! In a few minutes, they caught up with him. He lay unconscious for a time he could not predict. By the time he woke up, Grace, Mary's mother, was seated beside me. She looked at him. "You can risk!" she said. "Where is my beloved Mary?" he asked. "I have gone through many trials. I am sure, one day; I shall overcome my barriers into success." he added.
Joseph, Mary's father who sat on the other side looked at his wife. "There are men who are made productive by the women that they marry. It is high time we gave in and let the ball roll on its court." he said. As James closed his eyes, he knew, like a prayer that must come to an end, he had to say Amen.
Mary who was watching sadly a few metres from her parents edged closer. "Do not despair. Everything has got its own time to weather storms of challenges that sabotage its value. Every tree that bears edible fruits has a time when it matures and people begin to appreciate it. We have lived past this. If we were married childless couples, relatives could have said we are infertile. We can still give birth. They should know." She said calmly.
"I have had no time to strategize to fit the likes of people. I am the same person, whose qualities everybody in the business community adores but just for marriage, I had failed to weather one ingridient, a prove that i can do whatever i want to achieve my goals. In the same light, I have won a title of honour. I will live this great dream of being who I am. It is an important asset of human being." He said as Mary helped him to stand.
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