Sunday, 1 November 2015

Memoirs of an Incognito Friend: Three Girls, One Perfume





At some point during his early days, my buddy was seeing three girls at the same time. Being so young, the experience had little to do with the concept of cheating and a lot to do with exploring and hormones.


The guy had a girlfriend, A, and they had been together for quite a while. Then, he met a girl, B, and started secretly seeing her. B was quite feminine who used to wear some rare “Beverly Hills” kind of perfume which my buddy loved — still does. The only issue was that after making out, the scent of the perfume would stick to his clothes as well as to his place. So after being with B and before meeting A, he had to sometimes change clothes and ‘air’ the room.

A couple of months later, C appeared on the scene. She was a cute younger girl whom my buddy had always fancied. The surprise was that when things began to slowly develop between them, he noticed that she wears the same exotic perfume as B — an additional reason to like her. In one way, he was somewhat convinced that she was THE one and that eventually after he was done with playing around they would end up together. He repeatedly kept telling her that and the young girl had no good reason to doubt.

For a period of six months, my buddy managed to keep it all a secret from A. Well, almost. So B knew about A, but not about C. And C knew about A and B. This was such an ego boost for the guy who felt like a combination of Superman, James Bond, and Hugh Hefner.  

During this time, A found out about her boyfriend’s fascination with said perfume. She also began to suspect that something may be going on with another girl. Somehow, probably through my buddy himself, she linked the perfume to the whole thing.

Then one day, wanting to please her boyfriend, A bought the very same perfume. For my bud, this was Heaven. No more worrying about changing clothes or airing the room... or about getting caught. Now all four smelt the same. Heck, actually everything did: the car, the room, the bed, and all his shirts. How brilliant!

This paradisiacal arrangement lasted for about half a year before, obviously, things exploded. Despite getting close a few times but he was never actually ‘caught’.


Later on in life as my buddy matured, he came to the conclusion that cheating isn’t as cool as his younger self used to think. It took him, however, some more years and experimentation throughout his 20s to reach such insight.

I hold that the reason why he played around was because he could, not because he was unsatisfied in his relationships. Truth is, if you’re not happy in a relationship, just leave; either remain single and enjoy the freedom or find someone else. It’s as simple as that. Certainly much healthier for oneself as well as for the partner than to remain in dysfunctional relationships — just so you are not alone as many people do.

Oh well, experience cannot be taught or bought, it has to be lived and acquired. This is why it is called the Mother of all Wisdom. Two decades later, the guy remains in contact with all three lovely women. 


One can only imagine what smelling the perfume does to him and his nerve endings whenever he happens to come across a woman wearing it after all these years.  


Until the next adventure of my incognito friend.



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