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Be with a woman who scares you when you are not succeeding, a woman who has you on your toes to prosper, a woman who you have sleepless nights thinking of how to make her proud and satisfied when your ambitions are not enough, be with a strong and powerful woman and not a woman who will manage you anyhow it is.

Not the type that will say, my husband is trying abeg, he can't kill himself o, he needs to stay alive for me and my children. No!

Not the type that Will say, honey go and rest it's enough joor, you are not the only one in this world that wants to be rich. We are not poor we are managing. No!

And especially not the one that will say, my dear so long as my we have legs, we  will walk to the office or the sun is not that hot today so we can back the children, or sweetheart we will manage and lap inside bus, we have legs we don't need car now, what about people that don't have legs, or the worst the one that will look you in the eyes after you propose a date and say, "baby N7,000 just to eat out for all of us, God will not allow it. Please let's save the money, just give me N1500 or N2,000 and I will manage it and cook concoction rice and okro soup that will last us for one week. Forget this fast food people with their pizza and shawarma, they are criminals stealing our money." No!

Be with the woman who will say why buy one car, how many are we, buy three joor or even five, why can't you have a Mercedes collection or a Bentleys garage, are you too little to dream it.
You can have a garage filled with latest cars or power bikes of different models, yes it's not a sin, if you have it spend it because you did not work for it for nobody to tell you how to spend it. You worked for it to spend it so nobody can talk and it will not bother you.

And guys if you think this article is written to boost or massage your ego, you are very mistaken this is not a male supremacy agenda or even a feminist writing to advocate for female empowerment or women in politics No!

This is a gender awakening! Yes.

It's time for the rest of us who isn't coming out to vote or be voted for or fighting for feminism and gender equality or gay rights, it's time for the percentage who isn't caught up in who Ceecee is dating or when Miracle will apologise to Nina, it's time for us who doesn't care if Linda's baby is real or plastic or who WizKid is having malaria for, because while you were stuck up in the world of those who could care less about your existence, guess what... The world was moving and moving fast and furios without you because no matter how rude or how sophisticated, wait for it, or how grammatically refined and eloquently succinct your opinions are on Instablog or Twitter, you will still wake up in your one room or cheap self contain or even your father's or mother's house a nobody tomorrow and nobody will notice because even nobody doesn't like nobody.

So why on earth will you be with somebody who would prefer you to be a nobody. Why sleep, eat, fuck and romance somebody who would rather you remain a nobody so you can both rub body?

Be with a woman who you know will leave you the second you stop dreaming or pursuing your dreams, chase a woman who will only consider you because of the future she sees in you and for you and not the one who is already mesmerized by your present emptiness, if your poor status impresses her, how can you be inspired to aspire for more... Wait ladies, get the gist...

Don't follow a man who will nod his head in the above statement, any man who says yes, if only you had inspired me to do more I would have been better than I am now is a lazy and sorry excuse for a nobody.
Don't follow a man who will blame you for his lack of ambitions.
Don't follow a man who will tell you you are wasting food, infact don't follow any man that complains that you're wasting food even if you are indeed wasting the food, he is poor.
Poor people complain reach people obtain.
A poor man will complain about you wasting food, a rich man will obtain more food for you so he can brag about his dustbin size with his friends.
Don't follow him if he says you are too beautiful o, I don't want men to eye you.
Don't follow him if he starts choosing and selecting your friends.
Don't follow him if he starts picking your calls or investigating and monitoring your phone or asking for your social media passwords, Jesus it is even better you follow the devil than a man who will seize your phone because you receive calls too much or you WhatsApp too much, at least you know you are following the devil to hell and he is the king there than the one that doesn't have level and is not only making your life on earth a hell but might still take you to hell again.

Sisters don't follow any man, they are not God.
Don't follow anybody!
Follow your self, infact if you must follow somebody with penis, do a sex change and follow yourself. It is even better to follow a woman than a man, at least a woman will take you shopping even if she might not buy anything for you but hell, window shopping too can be bar, but follow a man and you might end up shopping for baby food and Pampers alone!

The point is, don't settle for less, fight for more.
Yes fight, punch, scratch, kick but don't settle down just yet.

Follow a man that won't tolerate laziness, you spent 5, 6, or 7 years in school, had your masters not so you can become a housewife or kiosk owner, you probably would do better than your husband if your village people will allow you to think with the head God gave you and not the one society and Nigeria cursed you with.

Be with a man who isn't scared of your ambitions but your lack of it. If anything should scare him it should be that you are growing fat and lazy not beautiful and rich.
A man that is proud to say, yes that's my wife, or girlfriend or fiancée as the case maybe when you get a promotion, or buy a car or even build a house..who says you can't build your dream home because you are married to a man, fuck them and fuck you for believing.

You can do whatever you want, for a long time we have believed the lie that marriage or relationship is a prison, but what if we have been wrong, what if the prison is actually not being married.
What if life is a prison, from the moment you are born, you are told when to eat, sleep, play, cry, work, learn and earn money but when you are married, you are free and you become a boss, the warden, now it is you who is calling the shots and directing the show, telling them what to eat, when to eat, what to wear and when to wear what to wear, when to play at night if you know what I mean (winks) and how to spend what we earn.

How is that a prison sentence?

Don't start with you can't club, why? Who says so
Don't also say you can't do it as frequently as you used to when you were single, brothers and sisters, why would you even club frequently if you are not a bouncer or a stripper or maybe an entertainer?
Don't you have a job or a business to run?

Be with a woman who scares you when you are not succeeding and a man who worries you when you are becoming idle. A relationship should be a detonator for both partners to explode at any given time under the right circumstances and not expire.
It should be the clock that ticks in the time bomb, it should be the catalysts that pioneers change, it should be about dreaming and living and inspiring to aspiring to acquiring to retiring rich, old and crazy Africans.

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur

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