BACHELORS’ PENDULUM

Gregory is a dude who is well into his thirties (thirty-five to be precise). For a guy of his age, all and sundry would expect him to be married or at least have the thought uppermost in his mind. But that’s nowhere near the truth. Tying the nuptial cord, to him, is not an option at present.

As he says: “I am so preoccupied with myself that I doubt I would have any time for a mate. She would utterly be disenchanted with the whole shebang faster than it takes a bomb to explode. Furthermore, men are as old as they feel, women as old as they look. Y' know what 'am saying.” Talk of a diehard bachelor!

Brothers let’s get this straight: Who is the perfect bachelor? Well, this question might be somewhat tricky to answer bearing in mind that there are two types of bachelors: Confirmed and Eligible.

The confirmed one intends never to marry while the eligible one is regarded as very suitable to be chosen as a husband.

Marriage is said to be a haven of bliss (or what are we told?). Now what would make a man intend never to marry and be very adamant to change.

Most brothers in this category hold on to one line: we need freedom. We need to do our thing, go home at any time we wish {even the so-called ungodly hours} and have no one raise an eyebrow or even ask the dreaded ‘where-were-you?’ question.

Raymond is one guy who has vowed never to marry. “Marriage is like a cage; one sees the birds outside desperate to get in, and those inside eagerly desperate get out. Why should I want to get in while those purported to enjoy marital bliss want out. What would make me behave differently?” he poses to me, all the while throwing me a don’t-you-think-I-am-right look. I maintain a bland face.

Nevertheless, dear bros, to say the truth, I don't think marriage is as black as it is painted. You know, truth is tough. It will not break like a bubble at a touch. You may kick it about all day, like a football, and it will be round and full at evening.

In marriage there is freedom. Freedom from almost all the hustles that bachelors go through. You enjoy some real intimacy {not the hit and run!}. And it goes without saying that you look forward to going home early. What with the house warmed for you and the food steaming on the table!

Best of all, bros, when you cough, someone comes running to your side at the speed of lightning and with a warm loving pat on the back asks, “Dear, how do you feel?” As if that’s not enough, a hot kiss is planted on your lips. Your jagged nerves suddenly come alive.

Hey you dudes out there don’t get mad at me. That’s my own opinion.