It has been twelve years since the movie "Finding
Nemo" was released, y'all remember that one right? This piece is not even
about Nemo, it’s about "finding", yea the whole process of discovery.
It’s also about Nemo (but what did I just say?).
Nemo; a clown fish who was
taken from the big deep dark ocean by scuba divers and was sold to an Aquarium
owner in Sydney, Australia. Difficult variables from the get go! But still his
dear father, who of course is a fish(yea, how did I know?) named Marlin, swarm
miles, encountered sharks, was swallowed by a whale, was met by a smack of
jellyfish, was chased by a colony of sea gulls, just in a bid to FIND his son,
some real fish loyalty. In the words of Kendrick Lamar - this can't be life; so
it was animated, yea. The travails we go through to find that part of us that
we very well cannot do without, unreal!
Sorta like finding X, your perfect pair, the evita, your fire
cracker, your heartthrob! You notice how hard that has gotten in these
contemporary times? Almost like God has stopped creating Eves for Adams. So
these days all we see are make-shift relationships where people who are really
not meant for each other decide to settle; maybe because like a thief, age is
creeping up, mostly a reproach for them ladies. Then there's the financial
factor, which I believe in, marriage is no grounds for suffering. Then more
recently, the unwanted pregnancy has dragged undecided doubles down the aisle,
still a beautiful sight nonetheless.
You know, lately I was speaking to a friend of mine who has
left his dating life for fate to decide. He was of the opinion that at the
moment any girl will do, as far as she can bear daughters that he can train to
have sense unlike the girls of today (these were his words, I’m just reporting).
Before you call me Drake, let’s stick with just finding X.
In Math, X is usually the unknown variable, the missing item,
the quantity needed to complete, the… *darn* I just realized I was never good
at Math (my teacher’s fault of course), but since you’re reading my piece that
definition should suffice. We get it wrong when we tag our life equation as
incomplete until we find the X. Since we are more complicated than mathematical
equations, the only way to find our best pair would be to first feel and be
complete, then when complete, we go out and find another “complete” individual
and …kaboom! Fusion! Bliss! Math class is over. You complete you, that’s my
point, the X only complements the whole package that is you. Back to class, In
Physics (Magnetism), opposite poles attract, like poles do the opposite of
attract obviously, but in human relationships, this rule we flaw since we
aren’t magnets obviously. So who do we attract? Only our “type”, so you hear
phrases like “we have so much in common”. You want the perfect X, be the
perfect X. So when next you think you need someone to make you complete
(because you consider yourself incomplete), think about the incomplete needy
person you would definitely attract. As opposed to Arithmetic where half plus
half equals one, two incomplete persons do not make a whole, what you get is
two people taking each other down quicker than
US forces took down Obama, waitttt! Osama.
When we don’t get to work or class on time, we blame the
government for bad roads; when we don’t make good grades, we blame the
lecturer; when our favorite football team loses, the referee (or Wenger), when
I couldn’t complete this article on time, NEPA (I don’t care about their new
name(s)). When are we going to start taking responsibilities for our troubles?
When are we going to start blaming ourselves for failed relationships? Before
you frown and start talking about the last ‘monster’ you were in a relationship
with, ask yourself if you had a gun to your head before you got on the devil's yacht with no knowledge on how to swim. Did you say he/she changed? Yes,
humans change but we never really deviate too far from our original selves. So
again, the problem is with us. When we repair ourselves, X becomes easy to
find.
I know you may still
be tempted to think finding the perfect partner is harder than locating
Hogwarts, it’s actually easier muggles. Be the person you want to find (or find
you), and with a lil speed on your side, you just might not end up with someone
who’s been with everybody.
Labels: Guest post, Relationships
