The Journey of a Waiting Girl - Priscilla's story - What time is it?
“Priscilla, what time is it?" Aunt Gogo inquired. I raised my Kelvin watch and peered into it for answers. "The time is 6:30 pm,” I told her cheerfully. “The day is far spent”, I remarked. In my naivety, I thought I was performing my social responsibility by telling her the time but the time but the look on her face suggested otherwise. "Not that time," she said impatiently. Confused if I had offended the neighborhood spirits, I used my eyes to search her eyes for a cue. "I meant your biological clock." Oh! I shuddered. That was the only answer I could give in that grave moment. "You have clocked thirty and yet you don't have a man. See my daughter, do not be deceived that you are equal to a man. A man may have all the time but not you. I know you are looking at your achievements and degrees, but your biological clock is ticking, and it is not waiting for you. What is a woman without a man? sh...