San Bruno with Solitude
Life brings in moments periodically wherein we find ourselves distinctly alone. When even though you see your friends around you, you still feel that you are the only one you can really talk to right now. Has it happened to you? I am sure it has. the people you see around yourself begin to look like strangers.
Today I woke up and found myself in an empty house. Sid and Ananta (my roommates) had left last night and I was not aware of it. Suddenly the realization dawned on me that I actually am my only constant companion.
I remembered the day when I landed in the US with a suitcase, a bag and one phone number. When I got into Super 8 motel and gradually started my life from there. 5 months have passed since then, and I had nearly forgotten how it feels like to be alone.
Maybe because I was always surrounded by some friends. Once again I feel like the person who had stepped out of the Cathay Pacific airbus onto the tarmac of the San Francisco airport 5 months back. Its a good thing. The relations I had built are dissolving away gradually. We had a gang of guys, it dissolved. Then there were people who filled in and they went away as well. There were times spent travelling and just helping each other out in a country where all of us were new and unsure. And then, one-by-one, you move away on your own road. Its you at the end who stands beside yourself.
Life brings in moments periodically wherein we find ourselves distinctly alone. When even though you see your friends around you, you still feel that you are the only one you can really talk to right now. Has it happened to you? I am sure it has. the people you see around yourself begin to look like strangers.
Today I woke up and found myself in an empty house. Sid and Ananta (my roommates) had left last night and I was not aware of it. Suddenly the realization dawned on me that I actually am my only constant companion.
I remembered the day when I landed in the US with a suitcase, a bag and one phone number. When I got into Super 8 motel and gradually started my life from there. 5 months have passed since then, and I had nearly forgotten how it feels like to be alone.
Maybe because I was always surrounded by some friends. Once again I feel like the person who had stepped out of the Cathay Pacific airbus onto the tarmac of the San Francisco airport 5 months back. Its a good thing. The relations I had built are dissolving away gradually. We had a gang of guys, it dissolved. Then there were people who filled in and they went away as well. There were times spent travelling and just helping each other out in a country where all of us were new and unsure. And then, one-by-one, you move away on your own road. Its you at the end who stands beside yourself.
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