There is just something we
fail to see
(Random pic from google)
Gosh I slept whole yesterday!
For those of us who do not have the happiness or burden to
be engaged or married with the love of our lives there is freedom.
Single? Hell no. Free, hell yeah!
I don’t think I’ve ever been single. I’ve always been free
and available. Word single has at least for me so many negative connotations
whereas free and available both resonate über well. Why are we obsessed with “getting”
someone for-life or say just for a year for that matter. Were we created to
mate and partner with only one for life? Two? Or few & more? …or none and
be rather adventurous – search me!
I took a taxi to the airport today. You know airports.
Airport is a place of re-unions and farewells. When you see people hugging each
other for farewells and hugging even harder for re-unions you can’t help but
wonder… Are they going to be faithful to each other? Is either one, actually,
and secretly, wishing the other one to go? Go go, finally! Time for myself at
last!
When you chat with your happy married and engaged friends it
kind of feels they are happy but not so much as anxiously happy. They ought to
be happy so they feel happy - obliged to feel happy rather. The alternative of
course would be to of being unhappy to the choice one has made and promise on
has given to the other. And if they were to admit they are not as happy as they
ought they would or should be … it is I guess far easier to comp positive
feelings than dwell on negative ones. Still, I always ask whether my dear
friends are happy. And only few, very few admit they are. So why do we have
this urgent need and desire to get coupled up and married.
On a side note – I know many super happy couples too. The amount
of love in those relationships is just overwhelming! For those truly blessed I
am so happy for!
I guess visiting any airport bookshelf un-covers one truth.
Happiness is something most of us are in search for and so few of us ultimately
find in our short lifetime. Many are tied by the choices they have made.
Married, kids, mortgage, car loan, thrilling office job in a 1Sqf cubicle and
loud and dim colleagues who would rather make you do the job given to them then
do it themselves. Dalai Lama or the long lists of happiness experts remind us
that there is a golden path. And that path begins by you buying their book.
Doh!
Gays are happier I believe because they know far too well
that nothing lasts for too long. Instead of it being our predicament, it is our
most valuable asset. Being able to be content with ourselves regardless of our companionship
status - it is an asset. I know we shouldn’t probably generalize. There are
husband types of gays too of course. It’s I guess just the gay-world itself
which makes long-term relationships hard to maintain and last. There are just too
many nice guys lurking around every corner. You know, try to teach your dog
that there is only one tree on which they can pee. What the f**ck!
Personally any relationship makes me feel caged. I think
best type of relationship for me would be something like this:
- Platonic relationship with
my husband who happens to be exactly on the same wave length as me. And
who shares the same humor and looks so great that I want to see that
person every morning lying next to me. And someone to have home dinners
and go to gym with, or travel around the world in mutual understanding.
And occasionally having sex if it still works.
- Few boyfriends with whom I
would share a sex life
- Occasional sex partners if
I happen to get bored and for the sheer excitement of it.
Anyone interested to fill in the post number one? Hahah! J
Well lying on a beach and looking for nice tanned bodies everywhere
around me kind of does the trick for today. And there is one guy just opposite
who’s looking straight at me. I think it’s my calling for today. Cheerio!
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