“…it’s nothing but a commercial jamboree!
A single day where some randy men are liable to buy their latest broads hearts with the ridiculous tokens of flowers and boxes of chocolate candy coated in catchy-red and decorated all across in stylish ribbons of red to have peeks of their underwear. A red Rose; fake or real to make mush of her heart and a box of chocolate candies to momentarily tamper with the logical enzymes in her brain- particularly in that region where ‘deductive reasonability’ has its main factory!
Soon enough her bra is somewhere in the foyer; her nice panties, hurriedly thrown far away into a corner and her back is on the ground, or on a couch, or on a sofa, or on a bed if it’s of any convenience. Her legs spread wide apart in unusual calisthenics: a huge picture of the erotical game of Humping; enjoying the hurried gift sweeter than the melt of chocolate candy and perhaps or, ironically more injurious to her body, or her psyche eventually than the fleeting pain from the stupid arrow of the chubby, little rascal called Cupid!
On the other hand, that One truly deserving of these sweet atrocities is somehow caged in a shallow homestead somewhere like a trapped exotic animal. She is slaving away under the extreme heat of worries and incrementally dying under the labor of love; and hoping for at least some kind of lovely recognition, or the reward of a withered petal of an Hibiscus or a rampant kiss from a severely delinquent Soul. She however got nothing but the noisy attention of the colic baby in the bouncer looking all crazy; and of course that of the constant contractions coming from an almost full term pregnancy and the unwelcome, foreboding gloom prevalent in a loveless home…and that’s when she realised it!
“She was also a victim of Faleń’tànwón of years gone by!”
To all the sensible folks in the true game of love, and those hoping not to give in to the yoke of “unequal coupling”- do have a thorough blast!
Be careful though! Please use your head as the heart is not entirely ‘Mugun-proof’ due its notoriety for its regrettable compromises. Don’t be a victim of Faleń’tànwón!
Odolaye Saburi Gabriel Aremu, having a “Faleń’tànwón: Òrò Ìsítí” talk with his only daughter- Jokojeje Ibiwunmi Risikatu Aremu.
Faleń’tànwón or “Val-Is-Deceiving-Them” is a witty play on the name “Valentine”.
“Òrò Ìsítí” is “Heart To Heart talk”
