For guys in their early 30’s there’s a lot of questions in
their minds they need answers to, or need to figure out, like – am I in the
right direction in terms of career? Am I earning enough? Is my lifestyle
healthy? Do I need to start investing? Am I saving enough? Etc. but the most
irritating question we have to deal with, which we don’t ask ourselves (at least
I don’t) is one that is most personal, but everyone seems to have an opinion or
a say in it, is -When are you getting married?
For the past few days I've been comparing the 2 lives: a
single life and a married life. Just to see the differences between the two and
if I would be willing to make the sacrifices that comes with getting married. The
way this goes is I look at my life and the lives of some of my married friends
and see the difference.
Now I’m as single as they come, no emotional attachment to
anyone whatsoever. I have a decent income, a little on the fluffy side when it
comes to physical stature but never the less a very happy man. I basically do
whatever I want, when I want and have lived most of my life that way and I like
it just the way it is. Now why would I ever want to give this up?
The Sacrifice:
A married life mean no more FIFA nights with the boys. No more
crashing random parties. It means I can’t randomly call up females in the
middle of the night when I’m in the zone. No more partying till 6 or 7 in the
morning. No more crashing at a friend’s place whenever. No more sleeping till 3
in the afternoon on a weekend and definitely no staying up till 3 or 4 am
watching tv. It means I won’t be able to jam in my room to my favorite Megadeth
tracks with my guitar amps pumped to a max. No more Smoking in the bedroom (maybe
living room who knows). What if I had to do household chores for sex? Picture
me washing clothes, doing the dishes, sweeping the floor? What nightmare, what
disaster befalls a married man!
I’m sure that under the right circumstances and for the
right person I may be willing to give these up, but these right circumstances
come far and few in between.
What if you get married to the wrong person? It means you’re stuck to a life of compromises after another. I don’t want to wake up every day and look at my wife and think to myself ‘what a bitch!’. And they say you can learn to love someone! For me that’s just ridiculous, it’s like a needle stuck in your ass and the doctor says you’ll learn to live with it, I don’t want to live with a pain in my ass. Similarly why would I ever want to learn to love my wife? I would rather love the person first before she becomes my wife.
What if you get married to the wrong person? It means you’re stuck to a life of compromises after another. I don’t want to wake up every day and look at my wife and think to myself ‘what a bitch!’. And they say you can learn to love someone! For me that’s just ridiculous, it’s like a needle stuck in your ass and the doctor says you’ll learn to live with it, I don’t want to live with a pain in my ass. Similarly why would I ever want to learn to love my wife? I would rather love the person first before she becomes my wife.
Anyway what I’m really trying to say is that yes I do
understand that time is not on our side, we age, we sag, we wrinkle, get white hair and as
fate would have it, it becomes easier to get a new job than it is to have a
girlfriend. But, until and unless someone has found the right person to spend
the rest of his life with, why pressure him/ her?
And maybe in the time to come, I will get tired of this lifestyle, this freedom and long to be tied down like an old faithful pet, but until then if you have a problem with my awesome single life...
And maybe in the time to come, I will get tired of this lifestyle, this freedom and long to be tied down like an old faithful pet, but until then if you have a problem with my awesome single life...
&
Leave Me Alone!
