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F$#@ Buddies

When I first heard this term – in all my naivety (yes it DOES apply to me at times!!) – I really thought it means its someone who’s a buddy and you also f@#$ them… seemed to make little sense to me at that time – simply because I thought that’s what I define as my perfect formula for a life partner!! Why coin a whole new term for something as basic as say a soul mate etc…

Only later did I finally grow up to realize that there’s a whole new world out there in which terms like this make so much sense… and its not what I thought…
Its someone who u f@#$ and can be sure to keep it a secret like a buddy!!!
Or it’s a buddy - who when u’re down and out, you can ask for a f@#$ if you really need it!!

Now why did this come to mind now… well simply becoz in a recent episode of ‘sex and the city’ – the girls are discussing this! And I was wondering about this kind of relationships – if they can be called that. Especially so in our culture here - where most people in my circle at least (or so i wud like to believe) - would be slightly on the conservative side of life! Which doesnt mean not doing all this - just that it'll not be as cold and heartless as it is made out to be in western movies or serials. Maybe worse - simply becoz our morals wud pull us apart... and yet temptation and situation would be the same as for others out there!

As for me - I am still not sure about the sheer logistics of a one-night stand – and here is an even more complicated one!

In a one-night stand – u have the comfort of walking away with no need to even glance backwads.
But in this relation – there is familiarity outside the bedroom as well. There are social situations to deal with as well – assuming that no one exists in isolation and there are always other people around.
Its not easy to look into the eyes of someone you've been intimate with and pretend to be just 'friends'. There's always a niggling question somewhere in the head - 'is he thinking of it too?'!!! he he!! Even if it was the worst possible time one had - am quite sure this thought will still happen! And god help if the 'encounter/s' was fun - then wouldnt there be temptation to explore the relation more?

Hmmm... interesting!! ;-)

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