Inspiration To All The Hustling Guys Out There – Keep Your Hustle, It Will Pay Off

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The most difficult time to be in a relationship as a guy is in
your early twenties.
The period when you are stuck in a limbo, trying to figure
out yourself and who you want to be.
At this age, you find it a herculean task asking money from
your parents, considering your dad will always remind you
of how he was self sufficient at your age.
So you are always left with “Nkechiyere” anyone that comes
from them willingly.

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To compound your “woes”. You have a girlfriend whom you
love so muchh, you are 24 and she is 23.
And guys being wired to want to take control, you are
frustrated at your inability to take care of her like you want
to.
I mean where is the money??
You are still jobless, still hustling, still finding your feet.
Still putting hands into many things hoping oluwa smiles on
you.
All of a sudden, she starts acting out and showing attitude.
You call, and she takes forever to pick or return your calls.
When she finally does pick, the call is like an interview
session with those annoying and frustrating one word
replies.
Yes, no, fine, okay, nothing.
Then finally she ends the call with a flimsy excuse like ” wait
let me close the fridge”, i will call you back. And the call
never comes back.
Then one day she calls you and ask you “where is this
relationship heading to?.
You don’t even know where your own life is heading to, not
to talk of a relationship.
Then she drops the bombshell. Tells you that she met a guy
who wants to marry her.
And how age isn’t on her side, and you are almost compelled
to scream “But you are just 23″. Can’t you wait 3 more years
let me make it.
You just hold yourself and play the good guy
You ask her if she loves him, she dodges the question and
replies you with ” He treats me well”.
Well since she wasn’t informing you to take permission, she
was simply telling you.
You have to be the cool guy and wish her well.
One week later, she gives you the traditional wedding card.
And then you do the math yourself.
She was talking to the guy a long time before now.
Then you realize that for every “K” you got on WhatsApp, the
guy was getting a long epistle.
You have been played.
Worse is you cant even blame her, you are just a prospect
who no one knows what will become of your life in 4 years
time.
Would you have made it or not?
She has gone for the real deal, someone who has already
made it.
In footballing terms, you are a “Anthony Martial” ( prospect)
while the guy is a Messi ( has made it already).
I mean you were sending her cards of N200, and the guy
was telling her to manage 10k for the weekend.
No comparison there.
And then you go through that silent heartbreak guys go
through, the ones they don’t talk about.
And unceremoniously you get inducted into the special hall
of fame where members are young guys whose childhood
loves and friends or girlfriends they thought they would end
up with left them to marry someone else.
Your heart is broken into smithereens.
In this hall of fame, you are all victims. Victims of not having
found your path in your early twenties.
At the wedding, no sight is more heartbreaking than seeing
“the love of your life” say “I do” to this guy she just met 6
months ago.
To make matters worse, you get an alert from Diamond
bank telling you how N13 have been deducted for bank
charges. You are mad.
Your N4000, is down to N3987 rendering that N1k useless,
you can only withdraw N3k now.
And that’s your home and abroad.
Can life be more unfair at this moment?
To make matters worse, she tells you that she wants you to
be the god-father to her first son.
You are livid, the plan you both made was to be the father,
god wasn’t there. Why are you involving god now.
god-father huh???.. is that a sort of compensation package?
You chin it up, suck it, move on and double your hustle.
6 years later. You are 30 now. Congratulations, you finally
made it. You are as rich as you hoped you will become.
You are one of the happening guys in town.
You go to a wedding. With your friends, the men on suit.
Those guys that just intimidate everyone in the hall.
You are seated scouting the hall, and the bridal train passes
by.
Of course, bridal train and ashoebi ladies always show
themselves. That’s part of the job description. Sampling.
And you spot one, she is beautiful, elegant and tall.
You walk up to her, chat her up. Exchange numbers and you
leave.
She is 24, ripe for marriage.
Three months later, you are sounding marriage to her ears.
She loves how it sounds.
You are on chat with her always.
And somewhere else, a 25year old boy still finding his way is
wondering why the girlfriend is becoming distant these days.
Why is he getting those one worded replies which is unlike
her.
Why do there chats seem more like interview.
And fast fast, you have proposed and simultaneously she is
asking the 25year old boy that question of
“Where is this relationship going to”.
And then you marry her, and somewhere a boy gets heart
broken.

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