23 August 2017
As the potash’s kind is rare in the gathering of stones, and the teeth is rare in the assembly of bones, and the salt is rare in the heaps of sands, so is true love rare in this present, contemporary, modern age.
Relationship has now become dramatic where one can play a role today and another tomorrow. It has become a power switch over where you switch from NEPA to generator. When the NEPA do what they do best, you switch to Gen, and when they restore power, you switch back or as most people do, decide to wait a bit to see if the power has truly come to stay.
Remember, NEPA Power has different lines or phases That’s the comic drama on the stages of love today.
Well, because I say it is doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. It’s only rare in the ratio of one and a half out of twenty-five relationships.
The half is of those who already have a fixed partner whom they want to marry for real but just decide to have sidechicks or side roosters to pass time with – and note that such time has a boundless playground.
The reason for classifying such half under true affection is because no matter the temptation (material or whatsoever), they’ll not leave their partner. But then, it’s still a shit. It stinks, irritates and exasperates.
This rare one of twenty-five is called the true, pure and divine love. In a nutshell, it’s a relationship found on a Pigeon’s Affection.
The ladies who love this well are sarcastically called “Ruutu abọ́kọ kú” meaning “Ruth one who with the husband dies.” This is different from “Agbọ́kọlérí pańtètè” that implies “one who carries the husband on her head” while she jettison other important affairs. These type are usually the over jealous type. The people of the pigeon affection aren’t such. The guys in this category are also same.
But why Pigeon’s Affection? Why not the dove’s affection or the parrot’s affection? It is simply because the pigeons are loyal pets; so loyal to their owners that at the death of their owners, they all die one after the other instead of flying away into another community.
That’s why a Yoruba adage says “ẹyẹlé kì bónílé jẹ, kó bónílé mu, kó dọjọ́ ikú ẹ̀ kó yẹrí.” This means “The pigeon doesn’t eat with its owner, drink with its owner, and on the day of death ducks his head.”
So often, when the elders will advise young couple, they’ll tell them: “ìfẹ́ ẹyẹlé ni kí ẹ ní sí ara yín oo,” that is “the Pigeon’s Affection is what you should have for each other.”