Just about the moment I realized I was going to be staying
alone. All by myself with no one to share a space with or worry about the
washroom being clean. I was almost looking back to see if someone would tap me
on the shoulder and tell me it was a trick. But I think it started on a
wonderful note for me. I did not really feel the drag and sudden emptiness of
staying alone for the first time because of an upcoming travel. I only remember
a haze of packing, loading, travelling, unpacking and organizing, with a lot of
help from my mum. Before I could find
myself alone, I was again packing for an international travel and a first for
me.
But I don’t think I will ever again be so wonderfully happy,
liberated and completely independent as I am now, living alone. To trip into
this phase has been one of the best things to happen to me until now. To be at
peace with myself, realizing I love spending time with myself, rediscovering my
love for cooking and all the parties and night outs! J As it takes a lot of planning
to manage a home with 3 other people, it takes much more planning to do it for
one person. Right from the fruits,
grocery shopping and deciding whether or not to buy a new kettle even if you
are not registered!
But as I take my filter coffee and sit out on the terrace
with Vikram Seth’s “A Suitable Boy”, and some lovely music playing in the
background, with the hustle of the street below, I only smile to myself, glad
that things worked out the way they have. Cheers to the ice-cream that will not
be shared with anyone! ;)
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