Where did I go wrong?

Ronke and I have been friends for a very long time now and i’m fully convinced there is a problem with me or maybe someone from my mother or fathers side just doesn’t like me.

In fact Ronke and I have known each other since we were kids, we attended the same schools at least as far as i can remember(dunno if we went to the same creche though). Ronke has always been the outspoken one, whenever there was a fight you can be sure to find her there giving a piece of her mind whether she was asked or not, I’m sure some people taught i was dumb ‘cos i hardly ever said a word……i was practically her shadow……i only showed up when needed or talked when asked to.

Apart from her being the one with the loudest voice and very ‘attention seeking personality’ she also had her way with the boys…..she was really pretty in her own way ( hard to accept……..but yeah she was prettier than me), the guys just seemed to see some things in her I just never saw (and pls……..i wasn’t jealous), all i needed to tell her was the guy i had a huge crush on and the next week they would be dating already…….to her no guy was ‘ungettable’ and she did not see anything wrong in dating 10 0r more guys per time. The difference was i believed in waiting…..waiting for the right guy….and not just jumping into relationships ( not testing all the water available before knowing the one suitable for drinking)…..so i never agreed with Ronke’s take on guys and relationships ‘cos i wanted to wait for ‘Mr Right’ and i waited and i’m still waiting.

Ronke had everything at her beck and call and even all through our ‘Uni’ days she never went a week without a boyfriend ‘cos there was always a back-up and she had them for different purposes. For example Femi did the calling – he called about 100 times a day ( anyway that was his job….who can complain), Ugo did the money sending ( he sent money to her account every 2 weeks and I’m talking nothing less than 100K), Tolu paid for the material things ( buying clothes, shoes, cinema, etc) and lots more. I stuck to my waiting policy but all that time i was a large shareholder in the ‘Ronke & Men’ enterprise and i had a lot to show for it (designer shirts, paying my own bills, partying, etc). I never really saw anything wrong in Ronke’s lifestyle at least she had something to show for it…..i knew of other girls who had several male friends and had nothing to show for it.

Several people saw things wrong in Ronke’s way of life although that did not stop them from coming to share out of the goodies when the gifts started rolling in. Everyone believed that at that time of their lives they should invest in serious relationships that would lead to marriage and not having several men which they were never going to get married to. I shared that same belief too but as for me i had not found my man so i was still waiting. Ronke never listened because she believed that when it was time for her to get married her husband will show up.

After ‘Uni’ i went ahead to Canada for my masters degree while Ronke had hers in the UK. Along the line we lost contact and through out my stay in Canada i had no means of getting through to Ronke and vice versa. After my masters degree i was able to stay back in Canada to work and after about 7 years i decided to return to Nigeria to set up something big down there. I set up this really nice hospital and employed the best of the best ( what did u expect with the kind of training i received in Canada). Everything was perfect and my life and career was just as I imagined it to be and i could not have been happier or maybe i could tho.

I resumed work as usual that fateful day and had the theater prepared ‘cos I had a c-section to carry out, the lady was to be delivered of twins and the operation had to be carried out to ensure a safe delivery. The operation was successful and she had 2 boys, later in the day i had to pass some medical information to the new mother only to realize the new mom was Ronke. I was very glad to see her, she had changed so much and SHE WAS MARRIED.

Seriously how could she be married, I wasn’t jealous of her( or maybe i was a little), I was only wondering how she got such a blessed man with 4 lovely kids and I am still single. I was the one who decided to wait and she was the one who changed men like clothes.

Where did i go wrong?………….why me?…………That’s the question i asked then and that is the question i’m still asking now…..