Rants of a man pushed to debauchery and lonely life by women

[Abtigiis]

Rants of a man pushed to debauchery and lonely life by women

 

Short Story

 

Girl friends are for fun, wives are for serious matters. Yes, I know this and believed in it from young moons. And I have tried to be serious with my marriage life ever since. But after my fourth wife left me last week, virtually repeating the same accusation that her predecessors made against me, I am confused. I heard she told my family that I am a very angry man who always seems to be engulfed in thoughts. She is right. That is how I behave with my wives. But those who meet me outside the matrimonial ring know a different person. I would say they know the opposite man: a cheerful and lively man who never gets enough of making jokes and who takes life very easily.

 

There is also something my previous wives agree on. That I am a terrific father to my children, but a terrible husband. It is true. The seven children I got from my wives in the formation of 3-2-2 -0 are lost for words to describe their love and admiration for me. So much so, that the school has to call me and tell me ‘not to disappoint’ one of my sons who they thought will kill himself if he loses me. The wives also agree that I changed once they become my wives, but that in the run up to the nuptial arrangement, I was a sweet-talking, funny man. And all the children live with me. I never allow women to take a child away from me. Kids are my life.

 

And before you jump to conclusions about what is wrong, let me tell you I am a handsome man (at least there is a consensus among my wives I am so), who is also financially stable. A good man, who never says no to the demands of his wife. A staunchly faithful man, who never looks at other women while he is in marriage. In the interval between the divorces, when there is no commitment to any particular person, I can be reckless though. I used to hate myself for what I do those times. But I now know the Whites, who have better brains than us, also do run into these kinds of days. At least, two of them told me how they sought solace from booz and booty when they were “vulnerable”; just coming out of a failed relationship. Since then, I always know it is because that I am vulnerable that I do bad things, not because I am a bad person. And that comforts me a lot.

 

There was no lack of love in my marriages as well. At least I am sure one of the wives (the second one) loved me so much, and I know I loved one of them (the first) very much. It doesn’t mean I didn’t love the rest two or they didn’t love me. I just can’t tell. A week before my last wife left me; I paid attention to one e-mail I knew was a Spam. It was sent from ViagraWholesale online, and was addressed to my name. The subject read, “Mr. Mohamed, 80% lowered rates for the true blue pills all week”. I am not a superstitious man, but can smell an augury. Especially, when it is a bad one. A common feature of my family breakdowns were that at the twilight of things, I am drained so much, mentally and physically, by the nagging of the wives, that I need help to discharge my conjugal responsibilities. I lose appetite for food and for everything. I go pale and just want wives to leave me alone.

 

“But what is the problem”, I ask myself always. What is the nagging about? I quickly find out that it is because wives, in general, are a burden to me. I feel possessed. I feel constrained. They don’t given me the freedom of sitting in my house peacefully, doing what I want to do. They have their schedules; their commitments; their issues. And they want to involve me in their things. I resent that. If they need ‘talk’ as they often say, it should not be when I am playing with my kids, when I am watching Sports, when I am having coffee outside, when I am exercising, when I am debating politics on my head (alone), when I am wondering who will win the British elections, when I am online, when I just want to sit and ponder about why I was created and where I will end up, when I am thinking what my son will be, and who will marry my daughter. They should look for other time to talk to me. After all, is it not that I will come to the bed room at last. Even if that means, they are asleep. They surely hear when I am entering and they can find time to wake up and talk up. Mindful I have to report to work in the morning.

 

So, let them go around and give me names. He is a bad husband. He treats women badly. They cannot say he didn’t give me this or that. They are lying if they say so. They cannot say he abused me verbally. And even when they say, he doesn’t talk they are lying. I talk. I ask them what they need. I ask them what the children need. I ask them what is in order and what needs to be done. I ask for sweaters when I am cold, and I get them what they need, when they ask for it. And I do my manly job well. They know and attest to it. Except the last days when they render me dysfunctional with incessant nagging.

 

What they want me to say is “I love you”. I will never say that. I see it as ostentatious. Don’t they see from my actions that I love them? From my commitment and care? One pathetic psychologist told me it is important that those around me know how I feel about them. Yes, I tell to my children. They are young. But these grown up women, should know from my face. And after all, didn’t I say ‘I love you’ a million times before I married them? What more do they want? These irritating creatures!

 

I blame them for my mental corruption. I now believe transactional sex offers the most freedom and transparency. It is also honest.

[Malika]

Too much energy given to people,maa istiiriid?

 

Too demanding are human relationships,koleybaa keligaa dalatee,keligaa dimaan..

 

As for the husband,miskinkaa waa misunderstood..4 wives buu mareyaa,isagaa wax kaa si aa koleybaa..heh

[NGONGE]

Heh@A&T

 

Last Saturday, I was with a friend who feels exactly the way you feel. We were in his house and as we left to go meet up with a third friend, his wife called out to him "Don't forget the milk". It was a natural, last minute nonsense that all wives ask their men just as they're about to leave the house (and especially if they have a friend in tow). But the look on my friend's face and the comment he made had me in stitches. He first shouted back "Ok. Ok" then sighed deeply and, finally, with a determined and defiant look on his face he beckoned me closer and whispered "I am moving to Scotland".

 

(He's not moving anywhere by the way).

 

P.S.

Ma nin cad ba kaa caqli ween? Akhas caleek, as Marx would say.

[Malika]

^Lol,reminds me of a student of mine,every monday he come's in my lesson and announce's that his dad and him are moving out- Unappropriet conversatiion to have with a student,but it is just funny,how he and his father plan their escape every weekend..heh

[NGONGE]

^^ It can happen you know. The one in A&T's story has moved out with his seven kids.

[Abtigiis]

Malika salaams. loooooool@escape planning every weekend. Walaahi waa ragii waa dhiban yihiin!

 

For the first time Ngonge missed the moral of my stories. War, it is not about nagging wives.

 

Go to the first sentence to understand what it is about.

[NGONGE]

^^ I saw that and decided to wisely stay clear of it. If I should ever have a mistress, I don't want some xaasid to later come and say "we knew about this man all along, he was even boasting about it on SOL".

[A_Khadar]

Originally posted by NGONGE:

^^ I saw that and decided to wisely stay clear of it. If I should ever have a mistress, I don't want some xaasid to later come and say "we knew about this man all along, he was even boasting about it on SOL".

Smart movie NGONGE..

 

Your ealier comment about the friend reminds me many similar incidents with friends of mine.. It's common way of making sure husbands to be back home in time. They may even get calls in the middle to remind them that kids are waiting the milk before they sleep so they should bring it soon.

[Chocolate and Honey]

LOL@ whites having better brains to justify booze and sex.

 

Miskiin, they bothered him so much that he couldnt even get it up? Thats the moral of the story.

[Somalina]

classic

[Maaddeey]

A & T waa saqajaan, badanaa sheekooyinkiisu hal meel uun bey ku biyo shubtaan!

[xiinfaniin]

^^Ciirtaada cabbaa, caydaada yaqaan

 

[xiinfaniin]

AT&T mac sonkor ay ku tahay, in xumuhuu falkiyey uu kii kale ka halleeyo

 

Ninkii eey rabbeeyaa fadaro aano waaw yahaye

Shaydaan ixsaan laga helo eray xun mooyaane

[Maaddeey]

^Wisdom-kaaga markii exactly 20 min wax u riyaaqa aad weysay, dantu waxay qasabtay inaad u soo noqoto ood haddana hunqacdo, -sorry- xikmad soo afuufto.

[xiinfaniin]

^^Waan jilcinaayey. Hadda si fiican baa loo fahmayaa, xataa adigiiba is heyn waayey