Tuesday, 23 August 2011

PLAYER OR FAKE? Is Fraud Masculinity The cause Of This Sham?

As i listened to her tale, the more i was torn of heart. Her voice ranged from croaky angst to inaudible whisper. It was clear whatever had transpired had eaten her soul into a mangled wreck.

The call came when I was busy with my clients. Rachel's disturbed tone made me drop everything and rush to her workplace. Her dull, contorted lines on the forehead of her cherubic face spoke volumes of what i was to hear. And those lips! curled into a thin snarl that passed for a confident smile. It was clear she was trying hard not to break in front of me.

I gave her a quick hug and settled in the waiting lounge. She asked how i was doing. I told her i was fine. I asked her how she was. She sniffed. Then torrents of tears washed up her mascara and pooled on the floor.

Rachel wept!

I am no Dr. Phil, so i watched helplessly. It was embarrassing. The few people therein waiting to be attended in various offices 'excused' themselves before throwing accusatory glances at me. They were convinced i was the evil behind the damsel's pathetic woes.

After what seemed like eternity her hearty sobs reduced to collected whimpers. I offered my soiled hanky (I had seen this part in a telly series) which she readily accepted. "Sorry for this embarrassing episode, i know you was not prepared for this."

"Ummmh," i could only manage and inquired if she needed a drink, say Dasani. I was sure she had contracted a severe bout of dehydration, what with the river of tears! She assured me she felt muchbetter than before.

"It's Tom!" In my wildest of guesses i could not have conjured that possibility. My permutations had led me to the possibility of pregnancy or worst, rape. Tom was my best friend, a confidante, a brother. Rachel introduced me to him two years ago when they began dating and since then i had grown fond of him and respected him. We had occasional dinners, went for hikes, searched for business opportunities and virtually did everything together.

I believed in Tom just as Rachel did. Because he was such a gentleman and Rachel was happy. Thus it came as a natural shock that he would be behind the heartbreak of this chic. Apparently she had paid an emergency visit to her parents in a weekend leaving her hubby alone in her house (they usually spend weekends together). Her workmate, Grace, came calling and found not in but Tom alone.  The moment she was welcomed in she did not leave the house until Rachel was on her way back. That was two days later.

Grace' inability to keep her lips intact (applies to both scenarios) enabled appropriate wags reach Rachel via Facebook, Twitter and texts from 'concerned' friends. When she confronted Tom, he came out fighting like a wounded panther, then slumped into a crappy delirium before admitting to the 'short-fall' and asking for forgiveness blaming it all to the Western regime trying to man-handle Gadhaffi.

It took Rachel three days to overcome the five stages of grief and healing: Denial, Resentment, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance. Yes, she had believed all men were dogs but not her Tom. Tom the gentle, tom the cool. Tom, the guy she had given her body, her love, her trust, her heart; her everything. She had been stunned beyond despair.

Which begs me to ask, why would a man be so silly to cheat on his partner especially with a less-striking thing? Is it the rush of testosterone-induced crappy ego, or just plain fraud masculinity? If you have given yourself into a relationship, it means the immaturity nature of the yester-years are long gone and you are a new responsible individual with an ability to use the bigger of the two heads.

Unless you are the stupid-iest son of a ho!




The one i gave my heart to..

how could the one i gave my heart to,break my heart so bad
how could the one who made me happy make me feel so sad
wont somebody tell me so i can understand
if you love me how could you hurt me like that

how could the one i gave my world to,throw my world away
how could the one who said i love do the things you did
how could the one i was so true to,just tell me lies
how could the one i gave my heart to,go and break this heart of mine


how could you be so cold to me,when i gave you everything
all my love..all i had inside
i thought we had forever i cant understand

how could the one i shared my dreams with,take my dream from me
how the one who brought such pleasure,bring such misery..
somebody just tell me..how could he??
i just don't understand

No comments:

Post a Comment