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Enough of Mr Right theories!

Living

The reaction to Roselyne’s prescription for the right man was to say the least, unthinkable. It is easy to guess who got excited the most. The women were all over us at ‘break time’.

The constant reminders (by the women) of what had been talked begun to grate on the men.

“Enough of text book theory ladies,” shouted the burly Samuel who was standing in a group of some bachelors.

The furore caused by the ten points (and an urge to score off against the ladies) somehow led to one of the cheeky men going into Google and pulling out a list for the male side. And picking the cue, Roselyne went through each of them just like she had done for the women. A bomb that was threatening to detonate was quickly diffused. The ten points for men read as follows:

Men would rather feel unloved than inadequate and disrespected.

A man’s anger is often a response to feeling disrespected by his wife.

Men are insecure.

Men feel the burden of being the provider for their family.

Men want more sex.

Sex means more than sex.

Men struggle with visual temptation.

Men enjoy romance, but doubt their skills to be romantic.

Men care about their wife’s appearance.

Men want their wives to know how much they love them.

Nothing out of this world, if you asked me. Roselyne had said the hard part is applying them. I noticed something unusual about Rita (the one whose fiancé had broken their engagement a day before). Her fiancé was still missing. She sat alone forlorn and withdrawn in the front row and as she walked out, she furtively dropped a paper on my desk. In it she had scribbled a few words: call me 0722xxxxxxx.

I remember thinking: Santa Maria! What on earth is this? On second thought, I thought I should talk to her and listen to what she had to say. I called later that night while Leah was in the showers and we agreed to have coffee at Java the next day.

What harm would a coffee date do? Nothing, I told myself. Rita was on time. We exchanged pleasantries. I asked her what had happened and whether her fiancé had had a rethink.

“Not at all.. . you see, David and I have had issues, but I least expected this to happen.”

“He has cheated on me, and broken an engagement another time. So this is no surprise, but I thought this one last time, he would keep his word.”

I thought I saw a tear drop. I must admit that I liked her unflappable demeanour, which she said was buoyed by her deep Christian faith.

 

 

 

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