*I found someone*
*I found someone*
It was 8 o'clock in the morning when I got up from bed. I would supposed to take a flight to Mumbai. After constant requesting and buttering I was finally allowed trip All By Myself. Earlier I had assumed, rather, was sure that this trip where I will escort myself was going to very easy and comfortable. But now I was getting a very strange feeling of negativity. I sat on my bed for about ten minutes rethinking upon my decision.
I was alone in the house, my parents were on vacation to Darjeeling with their friends. I never packed for myself. I used to pack my stuff and my mother repack. I was never good at it, but some YouTube tutorials, friend's advice and mamas hour long phone call helped me to gain partial success. 'You will never learn if you don't do it yourself', my mother used to say.
I completed my morning regime and change to my pyjamas in Tank top. I still had four hours to catch my flight. I went down to the market for buying some little as well as essential stuff. For this purpose also I had called Chinki, my neighbour to go along with me. I feared going out alone. I was tensed for how would I complete 4 days trip All By Myself. It was sure that there will be people but nobody personally known to me. Chinki started giving me free advices. She said, " visit the Siddhivinayak Temple, it's beautiful. And don't forget to bring me a dress from Zara! Bring me the opportunity to wear at least one dress from big brand." I passed a fake Giggle.
I was back home. By now I had received over hundred messages from my friend, relative I talk once in a blue moon. The messages were overwhelming but it frightened me even more. There was a constant fight going on within. I was confused, I don't know what should be done. Just going with the flow. Every moments, every gesture of the every people made me believe that I can't do it. The empty house was the running to bite me.
I book the cab to the airport. On reaching I was informed that the flight was an hour late. This added to my anxiety. I was hungry so I went to the canteen and bought myself some momos and strawberry mocktail. It cost me rupees 500! The momos were good but the Cocktail was not up to the mark. Being in Indian it was my duty to utilise the item to its fullest, more if it is costly. So I drank it in one go.
After an hour I boarded the plane, informed papa about my departure and dreamt of receiving an ample amount of sleep. Stars did not agree to my decision and was wide awake because there were two kids who were constantly crying and capitalising over the silent environment.
7:00 p.m I check into my hotel named Lavanya, which was near the tourist attraction Marine Drive. Explored my room and was highly impressed by the amenities provided. Chicken wrap and unpacked my luggage. I was hungry and went to the hotel's restaurant. And to my surprise the place was empty. There were no visitors. I asked reason for such Emptiness in was told the people there complete the dinner before 8:00 p.m. To my luck the place provided 24*7 services. I took a seat in the corner, near window to get a view of the beach. This was the first time it took myself for dinner. Never gone out to any Cafe or restaurant or not even to street food stall alone. I always had somebody by me. I ordered Chinese sizzler along with Virgin Mojito. I had nobody to share my food with. It was calm and beautiful. The anxiety of being alone started drifting apart. I always had a fear of sea at night. As if it were angry and shouting at top of the voice. The harsh waterflow frightened me. While walking through the corridor I made my way against the sound of the sea shore. On my way, I saw the parking lot, laundry room, kitchen and a playground. I saw a garden, noticed a bench and sat on it. It was 11:10 p.m as far as I remember. I checked my phone for 5 to 10 minutes and started to think nothing. The cold Breeze and my hair were dancing rhythmically. The sound of the sea no more frightened me. Instead of considering it to be an angry man, I regarded it as a gang of children playing and laughing carelessly. It was a full moon night. The moonlight made everything look more beautiful. I said there doing everything and nothing. I was surrendered to myself. I reached room at around 2:30 a.m. I was smiling. That night was one of the best nights I gifted myself. I realise the importance of giving time to yourself without thinking of anything someone else. After all we are our best judge. That night I sat in front of the mirror and had a heart to heart conversation. I was finding myself. I was exploring myself. Finally I was on my bed by 4:30 a.m.
It was nostalgic. Now I knew what I have to do for 4 days. I had 'somebody' with me.
Blog by:
Harshita Chowdhary
It was 8 o'clock in the morning when I got up from bed. I would supposed to take a flight to Mumbai. After constant requesting and buttering I was finally allowed trip All By Myself. Earlier I had assumed, rather, was sure that this trip where I will escort myself was going to very easy and comfortable. But now I was getting a very strange feeling of negativity. I sat on my bed for about ten minutes rethinking upon my decision.
I was alone in the house, my parents were on vacation to Darjeeling with their friends. I never packed for myself. I used to pack my stuff and my mother repack. I was never good at it, but some YouTube tutorials, friend's advice and mamas hour long phone call helped me to gain partial success. 'You will never learn if you don't do it yourself', my mother used to say.
I completed my morning regime and change to my pyjamas in Tank top. I still had four hours to catch my flight. I went down to the market for buying some little as well as essential stuff. For this purpose also I had called Chinki, my neighbour to go along with me. I feared going out alone. I was tensed for how would I complete 4 days trip All By Myself. It was sure that there will be people but nobody personally known to me. Chinki started giving me free advices. She said, " visit the Siddhivinayak Temple, it's beautiful. And don't forget to bring me a dress from Zara! Bring me the opportunity to wear at least one dress from big brand." I passed a fake Giggle.
I was back home. By now I had received over hundred messages from my friend, relative I talk once in a blue moon. The messages were overwhelming but it frightened me even more. There was a constant fight going on within. I was confused, I don't know what should be done. Just going with the flow. Every moments, every gesture of the every people made me believe that I can't do it. The empty house was the running to bite me.
I book the cab to the airport. On reaching I was informed that the flight was an hour late. This added to my anxiety. I was hungry so I went to the canteen and bought myself some momos and strawberry mocktail. It cost me rupees 500! The momos were good but the Cocktail was not up to the mark. Being in Indian it was my duty to utilise the item to its fullest, more if it is costly. So I drank it in one go.
After an hour I boarded the plane, informed papa about my departure and dreamt of receiving an ample amount of sleep. Stars did not agree to my decision and was wide awake because there were two kids who were constantly crying and capitalising over the silent environment.
7:00 p.m I check into my hotel named Lavanya, which was near the tourist attraction Marine Drive. Explored my room and was highly impressed by the amenities provided. Chicken wrap and unpacked my luggage. I was hungry and went to the hotel's restaurant. And to my surprise the place was empty. There were no visitors. I asked reason for such Emptiness in was told the people there complete the dinner before 8:00 p.m. To my luck the place provided 24*7 services. I took a seat in the corner, near window to get a view of the beach. This was the first time it took myself for dinner. Never gone out to any Cafe or restaurant or not even to street food stall alone. I always had somebody by me. I ordered Chinese sizzler along with Virgin Mojito. I had nobody to share my food with. It was calm and beautiful. The anxiety of being alone started drifting apart. I always had a fear of sea at night. As if it were angry and shouting at top of the voice. The harsh waterflow frightened me. While walking through the corridor I made my way against the sound of the sea shore. On my way, I saw the parking lot, laundry room, kitchen and a playground. I saw a garden, noticed a bench and sat on it. It was 11:10 p.m as far as I remember. I checked my phone for 5 to 10 minutes and started to think nothing. The cold Breeze and my hair were dancing rhythmically. The sound of the sea no more frightened me. Instead of considering it to be an angry man, I regarded it as a gang of children playing and laughing carelessly. It was a full moon night. The moonlight made everything look more beautiful. I said there doing everything and nothing. I was surrendered to myself. I reached room at around 2:30 a.m. I was smiling. That night was one of the best nights I gifted myself. I realise the importance of giving time to yourself without thinking of anything someone else. After all we are our best judge. That night I sat in front of the mirror and had a heart to heart conversation. I was finding myself. I was exploring myself. Finally I was on my bed by 4:30 a.m.
It was nostalgic. Now I knew what I have to do for 4 days. I had 'somebody' with me.
Blog by:
Harshita Chowdhary
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