Sunday, September 16, 2007

I'm back from my Malaysia trip. not entirely fruitful, but at least I get to meet up with cousin michelle and have long hearty chats once again.

I've been asked, am I in love.
How do you define love. how do you tell, when you've met the one whom you can safely label: The One for Me. When does it strike you that this is the guy who can live with forever and want to make babies with. Or whether the relationship you're goin through now is merely a stepping stone; an appetizer before finding the main course, or a learning process for experience, or some play-time fun?

I used to be a cynic. I didn't believe in Love playing the huge role in life.
Back in high school I'd furrow up my brows as I see yet another puppy-lovey, young couple paired up then within some few weeks they 'break up', going separate ways. The strangest part is when they start to date each other's friend's ex boy/girlfriends. I shan't get started on that. Sure enough, I had my first relationship only after secondary school.

Is there a spark of intelligence that smacks you in the face telling you that the guy before you is Mr. Right? Or would it be a gradual realisation thing.

Getting to meet a couple of other guys on the way gave me the chance to discover what I look for in a man. There were those who weren't short of a form of transport. Or some who spent feverishly on me, those who slobbered at my feet and practically treated me as a femelle Lord, undoubtedly obsessed and buying everything I asked for. But of course there are those guys who look at girls as clothes; a tool, to be used and played with and soon those girls are thrown away and out of their lives. With a snap of fingers the guy has a fresh new girl lying in their arms swooning over the perfect songs they're crooning to their newly targetted prey.

I've come to apprehend that a relationship does indeed take both partners to put in the effort to make things work. As the saying goes, it takes 2 hands to clap. I am so much looking forward, to perfecting my relationship that I'm in now. I know there's probably a set of rules or even if there is a book that's named How to Maintain and Perfect your Relationship, I really don't follow that set of rules. For my relationship, we mould each other, rough things out and today, we know what one another prefer and we just prolly need a slight teeny bit more of effort to twick ourselves into that person for our better halves. I have to admit that I lept into my current relationship. I barely knew him, nor his likes and dislikes.

But today, after five sweet months together, we're holding each other's hands and walking towards a better tomorrow. He's changed for me, and I have too. Of course there's more room for improvements. For me, I believe in crafting our better halves; making changes and at the same time, making sacrifices for one another now that we're in a relationship. Some others not believe in changing and instead, there are 2 alternatives for that. 1: you find the perfect somebody the instant you meet him or 2: you accept him/her for everything that he/she is.
which is, rather impossible for me, in my opinion.

Its not just leaping into a relationship for the fun of it, nor going for someone merely cos he is humourous/drop dead hot looking and perhaps good in bed and have a huge manhood or anything along that line. It's about seeking the right suitable one, and whether he's able to make you feel secure anywhere, anytime and whether you could rely on him for the rest of your life. Is he a fatherly figure?

OH gawd I've lost my chain of thought. I'll end here. Reading the previous paragraph makes me think about what a good father Kavan might make... He surprises me! Its unbelievable how unpredictable he can get. He still leaves me dangling in awe at times. his superb sense of humour would make our daughters laugh daily but at the same time when he unleashes his fierce and serious side he'd still gain all the respect which he deserves...
not forgetting the nice sharp noses our kids would have.

:))))))
i'm smiling to myself. *smacks forehead

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