Once upon a time, in a long lost land, the concept of “enjoying your own company” seemed as alien to me as Laplace transformation does, right now. Hey! I know many of you will come of with philosophies like — ‘Laplace is too simple, just memorise the formulae’ or ‘Are you that dumb, eh?’. But don’t you think, two plus two seemed as complicated as applying Kirchoff’s law in a pole of transmission wires; once upon a time?
Yeah, I am just a beginner. I’ll be a pro in Laplace real soon.
So…
How can someone feel happy when they are all alone, all by themselves? HOW? Now, many of you would tell me the cliché of ‘a novel in one hand and a cup of coffee’ in the other, or ‘a box of large pizza and F.R.I.E.N.D.S on your screen’?
No, I am not talking about that. You get company of the characters of the novel that you’re reading, once you drown in it. You get the company of your very favourite Joey, who makes you blush and laugh alternatively, as the rise and fall of a sinusoidal wave. ( Yeah, those are the perks of opting B.Tech )
I am talking about sitting all alone in a room and savouring your evening snack, provided your mess serves you the ‘savouring kind of food’, with a stupid Bollywood number playing in the background, and then enjoying your company.
My best friend who now lives miles away (again, perks of opting B.Tech) used to tell me how difficult it would be for me in an alien place, if I don’t learn to enjoy my own company. I never quite understood her then.
A girl who was always surrounded by people, a girl who got attention all the time, was pampered by all her friends, almost spoonfed by her family…how could she survive being alone; forget enjoying the loneliness.
But that is where I was wrong. Loneliness wasn’t and isn’t a synonym of enjoying your own company. I set feet into a completely new city, with neither my best friend to whine and complain to about the things that I don’t like…nor my mom to take care of me at every turn that I take.
Hence, I grew up. I did.
It’s not like that I don’t have friends here or I don’t have a life, but I simply learnt that sometimes, I have to take a break from everyone and just be by myself. Also, trust me…it’s a great feeling. You can sit in a corner and drown yourself in the reminiscences of your family or your best friend or maybe, your soulmate who is also perhaps miles away from you. And remember my friend, it’s absolutely fine if you shed a tear or two with a smile on your face! It’s actually worth it!
Don’t cry vehemently because then you’re lonely, you aren’t liking the silence around you. Shed a tear or two…wipe them, call up your loved ones and thank them for giving you memories made up of diamonds. Memories that cast a shimmer on your face and curve your lips into a smile, everytime you walk out in the scorching sun. Memories that are like the first raindrops that fall on your face and make you smile, as you gaze up at the orange-grayish sky.
Never be scared of enjoying your own company. It gives you peace.
Also, sometimes…it makes one pen down the lines that you are reading now, and perhaps smiling.
