Dating : I like being with myself

And I am not lonely or miserable

What do you like doing that brings out the best in you? For me, it is spending time with myself.

I might sound a little self obsessed in this story as it about an obsession with myself. Sometimes, even in my house, when I look around, I feel it is so much filled with me even though I occupy a tiny amount of space. There are so many pictures of me around, a lot of them with my family and friends but more of me.

Once upon a time, the nonsensical Bollywood movies had crept into my mind alluring me to the idea of romanticizing someone being obsessed with me and having truck loads of pictures in his house. Thankfully, my crazy wish never came true except for the fact that now I wouldn’t mind doing that for myself.

I don’t have to socialize with my neighbors as well as for most of the time after we shifted, we didn’t have any. Strangely, I found that so comforting. I loved coming back to a vacant floor of my building. It looked empty to an extent that it sometimes appeared spooky.

But don’t get me wrong, I do like spending time with friends and family. I love being surrounded with people I really care about but nothing can beat the joy I derive from my own company. 
Sometimes it is just about staring mindlessly at the sun from my room through the glass panes of the balcony. I am filled with awe and admiration for this beautiful yet fiery red ball of fire with a shine which never fails to disappoint me with its strength and valor to rise everyday without any excuse. We have the option to shut ourselves down and be upset about a bad day but the sun doesn’t. On the contrary, we also do rise again like the sun to shine and sparkle with renewed hopes and dreams.

You might also find me sitting on the cool floor tiles of the dining area outside my room and praising all the beautiful pictures of me hung on the wall.

Recently, when I returned from work, the quietness transformed into an incessant chatter of people I started hearing from the adjacent house. It annoyed me at first, as it broke my tryst with quietness. I soon found out that we had new neighbors to welcome. A slight disappointment crept in my heart. But, it at least wasn’t heart breaking . On one fine day, we got an invitation from them for their son’s birthday celebrations. Their sweet gesture was very well received by us and we attended the party . We also had a good chit chat with the hosts and I socialized a bit with a few women sitting around.

Back home after the party, I realized that it wasn’t that bad after all to have neighbors and socialize with people.
But in the end, I already knew inside my heart that very soon I would ditch all the people I just met for the simplest pleasure of being with myself.