Have you ever heard of how the female eagle selects a mate for herself? She picks a twig, flies very high in the air and drops it. The male eagles would then scramble to get the twig and bring it to her. Take a minute to think about it, like 6 male eagles scrambling high in the air to pick a little twig that can break under the slightest pressure. The peculiar aspect of this “mate test” is that she does this same thing over and over again. How does she finally pick? The first male to get a twig three times!
Think about it, each male can get a twig at every time right? But she is smart enough to realize that, so she continues with the test till she gets the perfect one. The one who is strong enough, patient enough and smart enough!!!
If only humans would build up on some of their more useful animal instincts. Every animal has a form of mating ritual with which to pick their mates. And these rituals result in the best mate and sometimes only mate for each animal. Why then is it that human beings, the highest of these animals seem to have lost their way. An eagle can find a perfect mate in one day but humans take years and a lot of test runs to get a mate, most times not even the perfect one is gotten.
How is it that an eagle has more class, sense and dignity than most women? Let’s critically analyze the situation. A man comes to a woman, throws a few recharge cards, BIS activation, perfumes around, says some things about how he has never liked a woman as much, used to be a player but u don make him fall in love and the woman IS “in love”. Without any further ado, she ordains him as her plus one. God forbid she finds out that he is not good enough, its on to the next one. She continues to amass men, in the process loosing her dignity.
The eagle (what is a female eagle called by the way?) on the other hand, recognizes the VERY important things; all males can afford to do the same thing. Any other guy would say the same words; buy the same things just to get what he wants. So instead of falling like our girls would, the female eagle (eye lasan lasan!) continues with the tests. Mind you, she is not “just” fronting o! She is taking her time to pick out the strongest, whose beak would not get broken which in our case is maybe say the richest whose bank account will not run on empty.
Another BOLD feature in this ritual is patience. The female is very patient. She is in no hurry to pick a boyfriend. She goes through the stress of picking a good enough twig, strong enough to bear the pressure. She would then fly high, very high only to drop that twig. Do you know how much time and energy she puts into this ritual? But women now just want a boyfriend either due to society push or peer pressure.
Because she has put in so much energy, she deserves a patient male as well. In the whole process of trying to get the twig, some males would have left out of anger, low attention span, weariness, frustration or attraction to another female. Whereas we immediately open up our hearts, mouths, tops and even legs to the man who gives the most attention or is simply the finest, the eagle takes her time and separates the wheat from the chaff in a manner of speaking.
Ever noticed how if you post a guy for more than a month sometimes even shorter, his calls reduce till they eventually stop?
Finally, you have got to give the eagle props for her confidence. I mean the “chick” has a sense of worth. First, she does not perform any ritual until she is absolutely ready to mate. No peer pressure or fear that there would be no man there when she is ready. She is sure of nothing less than three men fighting for her when she is ready. For heaven’s sake, the girl knows she is hot enough for them to fight over and she won’t settle for any thing less than fighting to the soaring end. Plus she makes sure she gets her mate in JUST 1 day.
I am not giving any advice here, am merely comparing notes. It’s your choice… be the eagle or be the woman.
b.t.w a female eagle is called a hen-eagle!
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UNSATISFIED SEARCH
What is love? Why do people go from one person to another in search of a supposed soul mate or true love? Does it really exist? That true love we all desperately search for? Why can’t you just find one good person and stay with that person for the rest of your life. And if the thought of being with one person for the rest of your life is simply too daunting, then maybe open relationships and marriages should be the order of the day.
Sometimes, I think our ancient fathers and mothers got it right? The whole idea of picking a spouse for their child therefore avoiding unnecessary heartbreak and sleeping around doesn’t seem so bad anymore.
I mean if my parents had picked out a husband for me and married me to him the moment I turned 18, I wouldn’t have had to meet people just to leave them. I would have killed two birds with one stone, avoid heartbreak and kept my innocence.
But the whole idea of letting us freely choose whom we want to be with has given us the idea that we have to pick the best and perfect hence opening up discontent whereby, good men are not good enough. And the notion of love or true love has eternally doomed us to an unnecessary search for what may just not exist. In the process of this fatal search, we loose our innocence and people who meant the world to us.
In the search for a nonexistent notion, we become old maidens and the irony of it all is we eventually settle for less. That’s how come you find a 40 year old woman finally settling to marry a man who is not even as good as her first boyfriend.
My question then is, if (in most cases) you eventually have to settle for someone who is not even half as good much less close to perfect and whom you are not even attracted to not to talk of being in love with, why then do we deceive ourselves in the beginning by searching for a nonexistent concept.
I think every body is good enough for anybody; all that matters is the determination and will to want to keep the relationship. So, if you find a good man or woman, make extra effort to keep that person. And if you find that you have lost that one good person, well accept your fate and pray that you find someone else half as good. And if you find someone better, thank your God.
Sometimes, I think our ancient fathers and mothers got it right? The whole idea of picking a spouse for their child therefore avoiding unnecessary heartbreak and sleeping around doesn’t seem so bad anymore.
I mean if my parents had picked out a husband for me and married me to him the moment I turned 18, I wouldn’t have had to meet people just to leave them. I would have killed two birds with one stone, avoid heartbreak and kept my innocence.
But the whole idea of letting us freely choose whom we want to be with has given us the idea that we have to pick the best and perfect hence opening up discontent whereby, good men are not good enough. And the notion of love or true love has eternally doomed us to an unnecessary search for what may just not exist. In the process of this fatal search, we loose our innocence and people who meant the world to us.
In the search for a nonexistent notion, we become old maidens and the irony of it all is we eventually settle for less. That’s how come you find a 40 year old woman finally settling to marry a man who is not even as good as her first boyfriend.
My question then is, if (in most cases) you eventually have to settle for someone who is not even half as good much less close to perfect and whom you are not even attracted to not to talk of being in love with, why then do we deceive ourselves in the beginning by searching for a nonexistent concept.
I think every body is good enough for anybody; all that matters is the determination and will to want to keep the relationship. So, if you find a good man or woman, make extra effort to keep that person. And if you find that you have lost that one good person, well accept your fate and pray that you find someone else half as good. And if you find someone better, thank your God.
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