I have been thinking about compability; what constitutes the term and all of the values we place on the word as far as a woman and a man are concerned.

I have been thinking because, lately, I have realized the importance of it in a relationship. For surely compatibility between two persons is one of the key points that will strengthen and carry the communicating, the understanding and the acceptances within the affair of a woman and a man.

"Opposites attract. I like to believe that," she said.

"I'd like to think that as well," I replied.

But after having spent two years working out the disparities that opposite personalities bring about – in which we had clashed so often only to leave matters unresolved simply because neither of us could not understand where the other was coming from – I do not think I want to believe that any more, if not for the simple fact that I cannot fathom going through it all over again and potentially walk away in two years' time being none the wiser.

To have similar interests. To be able to spend time doing together the activities that both parties enjoy, without either feeling obliged or compelled to participate just so as to appease the other. To enjoy a shorthand in the words exchanged between the two, in the full knowledge that they will not be misconstrued. Further to that: to have that same shorthand in thinking and not having to explain to death in even the simplest of conversations.

I would think that having mutual friends help, and not to each have a set of friends who are of polar opposites to the other.

She mused. "I know we are as different as chalk and cheese. But I do believe that if both parties work on it, and compromise, the relationship can work out."

"Compromise."

I repeated the word, a vile taste in my mouth.

If two persons were compatible to begin with, those compromises could be minimized. Of course there will be compromises; but why put one's ideologies and principles on the line just to ride a relationship out – a relationship that was never meant to be in the first place – when one can be in a relationship in which both sets of intellect, morals and values are more akin?

"What good is a relationship when both persons compromise so much that they lose themselves at the end of the day?"

I know which I would rather have.

The pregnant pause that lingered at the table was excruciating. And for a while there was only silence, a silence punctuated occasionally by the light tinkling of our cutlery as we avoided each other's eyes.

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