Bliss of Single Independent

Like a single- quissential New Yorker, walking home, and scanning through the faces of thousands of people, thoughts like rain drops come and go. Just letting go of the umbrella and enjoying the feeling of rain droplets touching my fingers. Putting palm across to feel the drops of monsoon. Smile at the passers by, who wonder who's this crazy girl getting herself wet in the rain. On, the way I stop at Jose Valdez coffeeshop and pick up a cappucino.

And, never in these thoughts I have to steer my thoughts towards the "significant other drama. Ahh! Such an amazing feeling. What a relief! It's amazing not to have to worry about somebody worrying you. Where you can't be who you actually are but the comprimise Relationships.... or so called "Soap Opera of Significant Other" Gosh! It's suffocating at the point that I feel like I am getting an asthma attack right now! Sometimes, we lose ourselves while knowing others. Our identity get's melted like a Quizons sub with their identity to what we call "comprimise." Ohh! I am comprimising! He/She doesn't like my favorite white jacket, so I'll comprimise and wear a black one.....

It all starts with a jacket or a hat and this way each piece of what you know as "you" is shredded.

Passing by B&N on 52nd street reminds of a friend. We would come here to chat about the silly things, our plans, doubts and everything else. We didn't worry what either of us would think because it didn't matter! We were just friends. Frankly, at first I didn't like this person but it was necessity that made us friends....

Hmmm....extrapolating this information I am thinking, it would be nice to have a friend who could then later become that "someone special." Sounds, great! But the catch is that the moment you or I or either of us start liking someone, automatically like SWITCH ON button our "good self" is what we put forward. It's subconcious. We put censorship on what we say in front of them and what we do. And...again get trapped in the circle of shredding! What if one fine day, you ran into this person whom you didnt' about any potential significant other and just became friends. Became who you truly are, spoke about censorship and then fell in love. Love is Friendship.

If that happens, I would never be able to steer my thoughts away from him.