Man is a social animal, they say. But what happens on a day when you have no one to interact with? What happens on a day when you are bored to the power of infinity and there' s no one who you think you can hang out with. You dont feel like engaging youself in any of your extra curricular activities. You are so unlucky, that even your car stereo plays 'such a lonely day' the moment you turn your car on. It also turns out to be that day, when most of your hang out buddies are busy hanging out somewhere else, and the ones who are not, are either sneezing their guts out, or not taking your call. To add another layer on it, the few buddies from other cities, who are otherwise virtually with you at every waking hour, decide to bail on you on that day itself. And, to add that small red cherry on the top, that day turns out to be a Saturday. For any normal person with two or three different friends groups, or a couple of hobbies to keep himself busy with, that day is tough to survive. But for a person, who has at least nine to ten different friend circles,and at least five different hobbies, that day is pure chaos. Today is that day, and as of today, this is the loneliest day of my life.
That brings me to the topic of how I've spent my day up until now. I went to office as usual, had some stuff to finish. There was no one in the office,and I didn't mind as work and Facebook kept me occupied till about 4:30 in the evening. As soon as I finished work, I realised that there was something very important thing which I had missed out... Lunch. I wondered for about twenty minutes before I found the solution, a double bacon cheeseburger. I rushed to the nearest burger joint, and ordered, and waited alone in the restaurant for twenty minutes. Not a single soul was visible in the otherwise crowded restaurant. Even the owner/ cashier/chef kept on going inside the kitchen until she delivered the food, and she vanished again. Well bacon gave me company for the next three and half minutes and the epic foodgasm calmed my nerves for sometime.
I reached home at around 6, and started planning that by 9 I should be at some neighborhood pub, drinking away to glory. But you need a drinking partner for that. That's when I realised that 'oh, everyone's kind of busy'. I decided to take up something that I haven't done in a few months. I started cleaning my DVD library and re arrange those. In between I was making those calls, sending texts to different people and checking if someone has replied. There were few names, whom I could have approached, but was not in a mood of small talks just for the sake of hanging out.
By the time I was done with organising my DVD shelf, my drawing room became a mess by the other stuff I took out of the library. But now I have had it, I needed company. I called up my best friend ( who unfortunately is unperturbed by the taste of alcohol, and rarely goes out at night. While speaking with him I started craving something else, grilled Basa with spinach noodles and black pepper sauce, and I knew exactly where I could get it. Called up my sick friend to ask if she would join me, but she declined. And I knew, dinner was gonna be interesting as well. Drove slowly to the restaurant, with rolled down windows and singing loudly along with Arijit Singh, reached there and ordered what I was craving. There were four aunties sitting diagonally across my table. A couple was engaged in a loud discussion, sitting on a table to my left, and there was a single lady(decently attractive) sitting on the table to my right. I thought, finally some scope of conversation. I waited for ten minutes to see if she is expecting company, but she didn't make a single gesture which suggested that. So I was just getting up from my chair to shift to hers, and I see this scrawny fella with a ninja helmet in his hand, walking in the restaurant. A look to my right and I realised that the smirk on the lady's face is suggesting that I have to eat my dinner with Facebook.
As I got my food, I decided to write about my day. As soon as I finish the Basa, I am gonna go and sit near the sea now, smelling the breeze, enjoying the light nip in the air, and thinking of a story idea. Now when I look back, the day was not so bad, in fact like every busy day, I didn't realize how it passed by. At least it got me to write again...
