This is the first time i am going to write some thing of this sort on my blog. No imagination, no fiction, just whatever random thoughts i have in my mind , though not too long i hope.
Being alone does not mean to live alone, but to be able to survive most days alone. There are times when we all need company or support of friends and family, but if you can be happy the rest of the days on your own, I think you will live happy most life.
My first step to being alone was to go out for a movie on y own. I never liked people who talk in middle of the movie. And i prefer NOT to be disturbed when i am watching movie in a theater. But still, watching a movie alone was a weird idea. Thanks to my friends who happen to forget me when going for a movie, i went alone to watch the next movie before any of them so i can trouble them by telling the story (mean i know, but it worked in my favor ) I loved going alone , having the whole popcorn tub to yourself and not having some one disturb to tell you how lovely the heroine’s dress looked or that she looks fat (She still is acting darling, unlike you and me)
Next step was to go out for coffee alone. I know coffee places are best to meet friends, sit , talk and relax. But what to do f all of your friends prefer proper meal time at a costly restaurant than the coffee time ? (no wonder most of the guys are single ! A lot can happen ONLY over a coffee guys ) So one day when i was tired of making any one move their lazy bones out of the house, i took my novel, my Ipod and went to the nearest coffee house. And i so much loved the time ! I spent two hours there and had to be reminded to return home. That was the day I knew i could be on my own.
I do not like shopping (Yes, i hate it unless i am in dire need to buy some thing) and i absolutely hate window shopping. Initially i used to accompany my friends for shopping but most times i would drift apart to a book store and be lost among the books. Soon they stopped asking me to come with them unless they do not have any one else. And so it became a bit difficult for me to ask any of them to come with me for shopping trips. So i started going alone at times. Now i am totally comfortable doing that. Not that i enjoy it much. Its just another task for me.
That leaves us with being alone in your house ; with or without people around. I love talking so its always fun to have friends around but when left on my own, i prefer being with books and music. Books are your best friends, no doubt about it now. Any time, any where, books can be your saviour from boredom. Another hobbly that i picked last year was writing. It started with saving some tweets on a blog and then moved on to writing short poems and fiction. Look around , notice people, keep your mind open and you will always have a story to tell.
And still on days, when nothing of this fills the vaccum of your heart, be sure you still have a few friends who understand your need to be alone and love you still as much. Friends with whom silence speaks more than the words. so you can tell them that some days, being alone makes you feel lonely too.
PS : There is still one thing i have not had the heart to try , and that is going out for a dinner alone. Maybe this year !