Monday, February 12, 2007

Hak Chew Luk Yuk

The dating game is mind boggling ( well at least to me, it's a hell of a roller coaster ride ).

Was it much simpler back then during our parent's time?
You meet the person and then you get married.

Today, you meet someone, and a game begins.
The books & your male chi mui friends tell you - Man are hunters. They are suppose to hunt. And, so what does that make us? The little deer that's suppose to be running around happily waiting to be shot? Goody! If we don't end up as a meal on a nasty hunter's plate.
Does that mean the theory of - happiness is in your own hands, no longer works in this matter for the ladies?And all we do is WAIT?

No No. Says the book.
"You should go out and have fun, and enjoy life. Don't wait around for him to call. Have fun. Or at least pretend to".
Ok. I get the have fun , enjoy life bit. But "at least pretend to"? So if i wait around, does that make me a doormat?

Now that the hunter has hunted the deer ( or so they thought ), there's rounds of endless games and running around the jungle - mind games, emotional games, physical games...Both deer and hunter trying to outwit and outdo each other. If they're lucky, they live happily ever after ( do they really? ).

Most of the time, after the hunt when the deer is dead or the hunter decides to hang himself , there is the stone cold silence.

I try to reason, and understand how 2 people could have shared , known, cared & liked each other so much( down right to the number of moles ) could turn cold and against one another. The endless turmoil of emotions - forgive or not? forget or not? talk or not? angry or not?

So if this is the rules of the game. What are the rules? I mean what's the winning rule?
Do we or do we not comply with it?

Or should we play the game based on our gut feel.
I hope my gut feel doesn't land me in as a "black pepper deer" dish on someone's plate.

1 comment:

Wandernut said...

YUM YUM!
Hak chew luk yuk...

But hmmm, eeeee, can't bring myself to think of us girls as little Bambis prancing around waiting to be 'caught'. YUCK!