the OTHER SIDE OF MEN
Do you have fun playing ball games? I know you do because basketball is the best of it all. How you throw the ball jump up high to get hold of it, you loathe the fact that your opponent will catch glimpse of it. You try every way to block his/ her sight, sometimes you succeed in others you so lucky to have the ball by your hands. You run with it, make some bounces on the ground. Sometimes we make basketball appear rugby. However it does not always appear fun when you get this call and all you want to do at that time is jump and score, jump and score. This time round it is a jump and fall, your legs can’t hold you anymore, and all they want to do is dance to the floor there and then you fall down.
Stella: I’ve got something to tell you
Kim: Go on sweery
Stella: Remember when I told you I missed my periods?
Stella: I found out that I am pregnant
Kim: So?… What?… Do you mean…!. I don’t understand this where did you get it from?
Stella: You are the only one I have got close too since we started out.
Kim: hey when did this happen. Of course it isn’t me. Am so ‘responsible’.( cuts the line )
Stella: OMG!! Really? (Crying and sobbing) How could you say that?
This is the time you loathe why you started playing basketball. When you regret leaving all the advises on deaf ears. The time you remember your mum telling you that you would get your clothes stained and not even the high quality jick would make it spotless clean. This is the time when an eraser and a pencil never complement each other’s work.
The fear in our feeble hearts to get into terms that something is real is rather traumatizing. This is the time you decide to live in self-denial. Others become so feeble and can’t take it anymore they decide to commit suicide.
Choose to place the basketball back into good books. Take responsibility of what belongs to you and choose to make the foundation strong again. That is what will bring the joy and laughter you always harbored in your heart.
This is what will pronounce new roots in your life.
Build that strong foundation you always dreamt of.
Light that candle of your life that will make straight your path
Make it as colourful as a rainbow
The time that it dawns on you that many people who made your days happy were not the good friends you thought they were at first. Those very close to you and those with whom you imagined good life with are no longer present. it is also the time you evaluate your conscious; is it strong and ‘accommodative’ of your situation to inform you on good implementations or will it mislead you to do the most ‘unthinkable’. That is if at all there is such a name. stories of young ladies killing themselves after getting pregnant, procuring serious abortions, piercing the ‘unborn’ baby in the womb in their efforts to make sure the pregnancy is hidden. Most of them fear the consequences associated with the pregnancy. The coming-in-the-know that the ‘somebody’ in them is becoming famous more than themselves. The shameful words and quotes that she has had other people who have had early pregnancies especially in pre-campus years, make her even feel much worse.
The fact that the ‘beast-of-a-man’ who planted the seed in summer is no longer in her makes her feel like; – she was used, manipulated and dumped in her sorrows. This ‘sentiment’ is painful to bear. Trying to contemplate how submissive one was to conspiring to it. The feeling of self-hate engulfs your inner self and you start seeing as if you were not really yourself at the moment. You don’t want to come to the factual-thought that that very guy made you fit in the place you are at the moment.
But the strong ladies try to make it right. They work and gear towards showing the world and specifically to the very man, that the world is not yet over. They persevere through, they journey through with their living foetus, they walk through the paths they have never seen and lastly, after days and some months, they hold their now changed foetus- baby. They hold it in their arms and hug it.they didn’t abort it. They don’t pierce it rather they water, weed and prepare for harvesting their hard earned labour. They promise to make the kid go through a very great life such that everybody would know about respecting, caring and giving utmost thought to the power of a woman.
Men should learn to respect ladies. Those who impregnate ladies and abandon them aren’t having that heart of life. They don’t deserve to be in the community of which they claim to live in. why plant where you will not sow? Why make one suffer a life-long ‘ugly-flashback’ of how you begged and pretended to be good to them? If you really have that caring heart, turn a new leaf and be accountable for all the things you do. The defensive mechanism used by rejecting the pregnancy is present in those men who don’t have that heart of care, those who don’t care and those who can do anything to get what they want.
To sum up, let us all [men and women] have that inner conscious responsibility. Let us be responsible. Let us take responsibility, be accountable for our deeds and face consequences like strong men and women. Let not our weakness kill, disintegrate or separate our kinship. Let us be brought together by this problems we face. Those who are already in early pregnancies and have been left, take heart and carry on. Don’t try anything worse or destructive. Those ‘Ninja men’ who dump young girls after their mission is over and perceive the girl endure all the problems without any word or say, their time is also coming.
—– 1. LOVE-TORTURE YOU KILLED ME BARRACK
——2. I LOVED YOU ONCE ! JAKE AND ELESSY
——3. BREACHED ROTTEN ROMANCE
Posted on October 21, 2015, in shocking and tagged am pregnant, bad men and habits, he left me after making me pregnant, he made me pregnant and left, my boyfriend rejected me after impregnating me, OMG he made me pregnant, pregnant. Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.