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THE BEST MAN. 

 The story..



 I woke up that morning, bent over for a short prayer to start the day.

 Getting up, my eyes met with the table clock right beside my bed, time has already past 7:30am. I quickly reached my phone, call my laundry man to be sure my suit was ready.... It was Saturday, 14th October, another day for singles to abandoned singlehood to YES! I DO.

 "Sure! You can come picked it up in about an hour, Sir.." was the reply I got from my laundry man over the phone. The shoes I ordered from Jumia was still in the shelf glittering and I didn't need anyone to tell me that MARRIAGE was actually God's ordained thing, after all I have been a BEST MAN to nearly half a dozen of my friends. 

 Though the repute and what constitute marriage has come under scrutiny and a trending topic of debate lately owing to increasing numbers of divorce, but it doesn't mean that what doesn't works for others may not work for you.

 I took a cab to the laundry shop and within minutes I was back. 

With time running out, I quickly bathed to get myself ready for my friend, Rav's special day. 

 Rav was the next man walking down the Isle just few months of meeting the girl of his dreams. 

Who could have thought?... I said to myself while buttoning my well pressed shirt at the front of my mirror hanging in my room. As i put one button, and then the next, something came to me. It was my conscience.

 I took a few steps backward, fell on my bed and started thinking why i am still SINGLE AND SEARCHING when I can also settle down and leave the profession of GIRLS HUNTING alone. 

 The narration could have been different had I not found the right girl but my motto of SINGLE AND SEARCHING has made me put off the idea of getting married anytime soon.

 The girl I recently abandoned never deserved what she got from me. To be honest, she never did.

 We've been for years and she has been with me all those years, even having to put up with my kind of person but I was this type that felt that I could unveil all skirts before settling down. 

 My mind was always "you are not ready, not when you can't keep your eyes off girls", not knowing that I will keep seeing beautiful ladies even after marriage. 

 It is said that it takes discipline and commitment to love the woman you have rather than jump camp at the slightest possibilities, but what happens when relationships nowadays is where partners live in the shell of their previous relationships? What happened when love can no longer hold and thought of Exs creeped in?

 These and many other questions made me see marriage as WANT rather than NEED in today's world. 

 In my state of mind search, time was stealing away without my knowledge. I was almost late of performing my role, BEST MAN.

 BEST MAN to six friends and counting while I save my ass from marrying someone who is in love with the Ex... 🤷‍♂️

 ~ Patrick Ekong ©️

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