(The Un-Anticipated Sequel)
Old Jungle Saying: When you take a lion out of the wild and put him into captivity, you can see him start to slowly loose the sparkle in his eyes as he starts to forget what it feels like to run wild and free…
And that basically sums up what I think it feels to be married and committed…
So what does really happen after you have committed to the Wooed One??
Are You (‘lovingly’) shunted away from the public eye and general merriment forever, to have and to hold, from that day forward, for better and worse, for richer and poorer, in sickness and health until death do you part...?
Is the curse of the Committed Man really true?
If that is the case, then we (the last of the hunters) need to start treating everything you do now until the Big Day as OUR LAST!!
And by that I mean…
Every Peg Of Whiskey we have…
Every Cigarette we smoke…
Every Night Out With The Boys…
Every Late Night Porno Viewing…
Every Boy toy we buy…
Every Woman’s butt we check out on the street…
And pray to all the gods that you get to have AT LEAST some of the wedding wine at the reception…
…That sweet, innocent girl who once shyly tried to hide her cute dimpled face from you out of embarrassment when you proposed to her on bended knee in the college canteen, suddenly gives the words ‘Who’s My Bitch Now?’ …A whole New Meaning! …
In a single guy’s universe of thought (mine to be precise), as you slowly get older and desperation (though dreadful but vital) kicks in… walking down the aisle seems like:
Walking like Sydney Carton in A Tale Of Two Cities to the Guillotine.
Walking Like Sean Penn on Death Row in Dead Man Walking
Walking Like John Coffey to the Electric Chair in The Green Mile
Walking the longest, slowest and most tragic walk of your life even though it is only a few feet long…(depends on the size of the Church of course…but if it’s a beautiful quaint little wedding chapel which your to-be wife so romantically chose, even shorter….AAAAARGHH!!!)
Talk about walking towards the light…, Whole Life flashing before your eyes… If there were any perfect moment that would be IT!!
At least the wild lion doesn’t expect it when it happens, you willingly AGREE to it, more often than other ASK for it…
And So finally in the modified words of Peter Parker (aka Spiderman)…
You tell yourself… (as you walk out of the church... hand in hand, husband and wife...)
‘ With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility…
This Is My Gift…This Is My Curse… Who Am I ?….
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