A few weeks ago, a local TV station ran a news item about a young medical student of the University of Nairobi who lives on the fast lane courtesy of her rich, older lover. She was extremely condescending towards her male colleagues in college.

There is nothing much to write about her looks to make her entitled to such disgusting opinion about young college boys. She had no right to be so dismissive. I was once in campus and we went through the same. We saw our fellow first years being taken to bed by older students and we took it on the chin. We were broke, rustic and generally afraid of the female students who adapted to the ways of the city quicker than us.

When our turn came, of course we, unleashed our terror on first years with ruthless vengeance. It is a cycle. Women always favour older men given they ‘mature’ faster psychologically. Older men have more money most of the time and are better experienced in the sack to cater for their experimental sexual escapades in their early 20s. It is understandable. What often escapes many young boys is when such girls go for men the age of their fathers and try to justify it. We know it is the money, stupid, as Bill Clinton would put it.

In campus if you are just another Edu or Kevo, women will not even look your direction. Mostly, they will relegate you to the ‘friendzone’ and will need your services during group work discussions on the eve of the Macro-Economics paper or when borrowing that series to watch.

Back in campus, I had this girl who chose me over another boy because she thought I was a ‘bad-boy’. She wanted someone tall, rugged and intelligent. I happened to fit that description at the time. The other boy, while tall, was languid, quiet and laid back. I wanted her for the short-term but she imagined she would change me. I advised her to go after the other lad, but she could hear none of it. She was a nice and sweet girl and I didn’t want to hurt her. She insisted on me. Well, I left her a few weeks later.

The boy she disliked faired on well in life beyond college. If she had taken the man over me, she would be living with one of the richest, most upright men in Nairobi. I’m not saying that I’m fairing worse. But truth be told, the other lad is doing far much better than a man who sells words and his college stale stories for a living.

Moral of the story for the boys in campus: if the girls you fancy in your class are out of your league, never mind. Life’s journey is always slow. Most misguided young women often choose fancy stuff like flashy phones and vacations. Do not fret. It is a passing glance. Some of the most beautiful women from my campus days were pregnant before we finished with absent baby daddies. And the market value definitely went down.

With time, you will get the money and a chance to get a younger woman for a girlfriend, wife or even a mistress. By then those who treated you contemptuously will be out of the market. You will have the last laugh.

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