Expectations of an Unmarried Woman.

Expectations of an unmarried woman...

For some of us in the bookey industry the name 'Charles Dickens' is a very familiar one. He it was who created that fictional character, Oliver Twist, that wanted more food not because Twist was a glutton or a trouble-maker but because he was genuinely hungry and wanted to have just about enough to quell the riot in his little tummy. That situation Oliver found himself is one that is comparable to the situation that some of my unmarried sisters find themselves today. They want to be loved; they want to feel secure in the romantic embrace of the man of their dreams. And this man of their dreams is usually the stereotype: the tall, dark, handsome and good looking bro who drives a BMW latest series. Not bad eh, for a choice of manhood? This is exactly what I would wish for my unmarried sisters.

But there is a but, my comely sisters. Part of the reason why a lot of my sisters are not married and are unlikely to find that Mr. Right who would occupy that special place they have reserved for him is that a lot of my sisters are unusual fans of the Rev Martin Luther King: they are dreamers. The vogue today is that after having waited in vain for the prince charming to show up and realizing that time is so far spent in conjuring up this prince, reality crashes down hard when they resort to having babies out of wedlock and being single mothers. I believe that a lot of my sisters who have opted to just 'have his baby' had over-dreamt. That same trouble maker, Charles Dickens, in another of his book, Great Expectations put it this way (and I agree with him absolutely), that peoples' expectations are usually commensurate with their disappointments. Some of my sisters attend weddings, most of the time to plot a demand and supply graph on how theirs should be on the basis of what they see on ground. If you expect too much you may be disappointed too much.