Single Mingle

When you're living in a city like Kuala Lumpur, there's a million and one things you could do. Take a midnight stroll around the notorious park known for it's cruisy gay men, grab a drink at the mamak (the local 24-hour coffee shop) with your new found sauna friend or hit the bars hoping to meet the man of your dreams, or someone to bang the headboards with. Tonight, I decided to join my friend in this quaint little bar called the Attic. It was the Singles Night and the event was called Meet, Mingle and Match.

A bar full of heterosexual men and women, what could a gay boy like me want more?

So I sat and analyzed the whole scene of people mingling and getting to know each other over huge glasses filled with minimal amount of red wine. They were happy; chit chatting about their favourite past times, making witty remarks about politics, occasionally cracking jokes about themselves. Then it dawned upon me, most of the men and some of the women had the same look in their eyes. Hoping they would meet someone who they could get along with and possibly have a relationship with. I see women taking small sips from their wine glasses and eyeing the man they were speaking to up and down, possibly calculating their percentage of wanting to know them even further.

The men on the other hand were all swarming to this C-cup woman (who coincidentally goes to my gym). Her perky breasts matched her perky attitude and had men drooling and hoping they could get a chance to bring her home.

These people had hope, whether or not it's finding a relationship or wanting to get laid they all looked similar. After meeting someone new, I always think about whether or not I could have a decent relationship with them, probably picture myself in Sedan with him in the passenger seat and sending our kids to school or probably just be friends and chat over coffee. I always hoped that the person I met is the right person I should be with.

Hope.

Is it the new designer drug that we are currently hooked on, or is it a life support system which we cannot live without?

At least I know for sure, at the end of the day I'm still hoping to meet someone I can carve a life with.