Monogamy

I was just speaking to Anna (not her real name of course) awhile ago. As I hung up, I realized she had committed the cardinal sin; she had forsaken her girlfriend for her new boyfriend. Just to recap, she is practically engaged to all time steady. His name is Kevin (not his real name), he was from a good family and he adores Anna. Like any other couple, heaven was spending their nights strolling lazily on the sands along Esplanade or stocking groceries from shopping malls or having dinner at each other’s places and, you get the picture.

And just like other twosomes, there were many portholes in the relationship. Kevin (as I was advised) became increasingly irrational and unbearable to the slightest things. It drove Anna crazy and grippingly, she took to the likings of a stray cat. She worked at a successful interrelations project where she met this incredible hero. And yes like a stray cat or a very lost and vulnerable kitten, she fell right into the open arms of the bigger cat name, why, Harry. For weeks, the wrong combination met for lunch, dinner and yes, the “should-not”, and they were happy, keeping the entire secret operation under wraps. It was only when Harry had to return to his homeland in Timbuktu that she realized the deal was over. And just like a rubber band, Anna swung back into the arms of Kevin who unfortunately, could never smell a rat. But that was ok because Anna decided to end her agony; her heart had taken off with the big cat, the day he left.

For me the idea of seeing another man would be like trying to fit another outfit into an already overstuffed suitcase, Anna was happily dating another man like it was the most natural thing in the world. Is it that some men have another version to monogamy? With possibilities almost everywhere, I wonder; has monogamy become too much to expect? I asked my man who shook his head, and smile. Well. In a city of unlimited options, sometimes there is no better feeling than knowing you only have one (:D).