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  I have friends all over the world, especially the young people. I receive at least 20,000 messages on my WhatsApp everyday. From my analysis, the needs of people are gender dependent. Most of the young boys or men I read from have one overriding interest. It is money. Any other need is secondary!

  Most of the young men have a list of expectations in life. As I said earlier, money is number one on the list. Next is pleasure, mainly sexual pleasure. Then other interests fill different slots depending on individuals. The last two issues, which most of the time rank 7th and 8th are marriage and religion. They just want to postpone these two issues till they have fulfilled the most pressing issues on their list. Most of the young men I read from do consider marriage as a not too important issue, so, to them, it does not warrant getting into the first three slots on their must do list.

  The young ladies who are seriously considering marriage, find themselves in a precarious situation. They don't want to be used as mere objects of pleasure; but want committed relationship. They want to get married. But the eligible young men have different idea.

  The young men don't want early commitment. They want to make as much money as possible, and they feel marital commitment may deprive them of hitting their target. Presently, they even sacrifice academics for hustling. The ladies in the marriageable age are left stranded; that is why subtly they place adverts on social media. Most of the time, they say it indirectly, but recently, many ladies are becoming more open. Such ladies always display their pictures, followed by a short profile then a bold request: *serious relationship needed.* Young men would have preferred the word *serious* is dropped.

  This desperation to settle down and start a family is making young ladies to take extreme measures. But most of these efforts do result in heartbreaks from their target males, who want pleasure without commitments. Since the young men understand the intensity in the feminine desire, they make empty promises and fix rings in the middle fingers of their female victims; but after a while, these young guys move on and repeat the same process with other hapless, and mostly unsuspecting victims.

*EXRADALLENUM OLUSEGUN AKINSANYA, 08063345539*

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