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If your dog barks at you, someone is feeding it better

What you need to know:

  • The world has become so materialistic that nearly every relationship has a price to it

Yes! If your dog barks at you, someone is feeding it better. That is an African adage I read somewhere. Sometimes, the dog does not just bark but it wants to maul you like a lion would do to you if you walked unarmed in the plains of Serengeti.

Your reaction is that of shock. You’d be wondering what has happened that the dog you fed, spent on dog shampoo and an occasional bone would have undergone a complete metamorphosis so as to have built such a venomous attitude towards that man who literally fed it with his hands. This proverb is an analogy of a man who has invested so much money and emotions on a woman only to be thrown out of her life like a rotten fish just because another man showed up later and is doing things, not necessarily better than you did them.

I know men who have milked their resources dry for nondescript women even at the expense of their families and ended up licking their wounds. The world has become so materialistic that nearly every relationship has a price to it. We, as men are very condescending and perhaps stupid when it comes to women. Somewhere along the way, the woman who now looks down on you was a darling and she would be there at your beck and call. Nowadays, she looks at you like a thing that the cat just brought in (mine recently brought a half-eaten lizard). She is up in arms whenever you say something and will embarrass you in front of other people.

Ego trip

Your woman had taken you to Mars and back. She swore by all gods that you were the best of everything. That you were the Greek god of sex, that your toothpicks you call muscles are not the skin-ripping wrestler’s. What you cannot compare with Tom or Ali (is that you are lesser than a man). In other words, you are nothing but a bother. On your part, since your ego has been trampled upon, you have either taken to drinking beyond acceptable levels or you have rebound to downtown tramps to satiate your sexual cravings. Boy! Let me tell you this – it will only take a couple of months and you will be a mental case. Remember that the only woman you are cojoined with is your mother – just kick her out.