This is a rather unconventional topic for me to discuss. I think one of the most unexplored territories ever in my blog. Because, I am thinking about infidelity. I mean, not that I am gonna be an infidel, but the approach to infidelity, in general. This is perhaps the umpteenth time that I’m hearing about a relationship where a girl cheats on guy or vice versa. And though it’s beginning to lose its shock factor, it is still very disturbing to me, and never fails to bring quite an amount of “I can’t believe she/he did/is doing that!”

Now, what exactly is happening here? Especially in long-distance relationships? I have a long-distance relationship with my guy, and I’ve never felt the need of infidelity to survive the physical distance from love. But I have witnessed a lot of failed relationships, failing relationships; all because of distance! And I have more experience seeing what girls are doing in this case. But this doesn’t mean that it’s only girls who do it! On that note, let me begin probing deep into what’s happening here.

Suppose there’s this girl and guy who used to be happily in love with each other, and the guy or girl had to go away for some reason, maybe for studies or for job. Let’s say that the girl went away, because it’s the girl’s side that I am talking about, and also, I think that neither of them would have the guts to cheat in their own turf. So, the girl is in a new city, all alone and all on her own. She’ll surely miss the good times that she had back home, or wherever she was, being the princess to her guy, getting all the attention that she wants. And the sudden absence of that person and the privileges and the sudden being nobody stage all lights up loneliness and sadness.

In order to escape from this loneliness, while most girls turn to friends, merriment, fun or a hobby, some girls take it a step further, resulting in a “local” boyfriend_like_person. This person is the acting boyfriend, who is tagged as her closest friend so that if they lightly hug in public or if he has his hands around her, no one misunderstands. He is also the one who is with her all the time, goes shopping with her, goes to the movies with her, holds her hand while walking, eats with her, waits around for her, and eventually ends up spending time with her in his home.

In spite of having to devote a portion of her time to her acting boyfriend, she never fails to catch up with her socially accepted boyfriend. Late night phone calls, video chats, gifts being sent for his birthday and on Valentine’s day, gifts being received on the afore-mentioned days, observing this (ridiculous) fasting thing for his good health, sending huge cards the size of a newspaper to say she that misses him, receiving equally huge sized “I miss you too”, etc. etc. I mean, I have heard that people who buy huge cars and build huge houses are making up for.. *ahem*.. Anyway, I doubt if these overmuch expressions of “love” (OK, no more judging!) are just done out of guilt, or whether they are that insensitive to realize what kind of whor.. er.. promiscuous people they are.

Most of the time, the boy could be single, or sometimes a playboy, or someone who is equally cheating on his girl too. The playboy and the cheater are comprehendible. The behavior, I mean. They are expected to do so. But then, what about the single boy? Why does he do it? Well, wait.. Why does anyone for that matter, have the need to tear a relationship apart instead of putting some sense to her head? Rhetoric question! I’ll ask a much more valid question then. Why can’t she end things with the other guy if she doesn’t find the relationship to be worthy enough to maintain the sanctity of it for? What exactly goes through her mind while she’s juggling two (plus) guys to consummate her love life? I mean, I see a lot of these people around me now since the culture has changed along with the environment. Am I allowed to go up to them and ask about this when they think that I don’t know a thing about it? And even if they know that I do, they can always cut me off with “Don’t you know that I am miserably committed to my XYZ from the core of my little black heart? How can you even think of such a thing! Oh my Gawwd!”

Pitiful!