Singledom - Boon or Bane?

Just when I walked past these people, I start to contemplate about love. I was at the sea shore strolling for some ME time. It was one of the satisfying moments amongst the beautiful climate. I climbed the rocks only to observe the engaging gestures, trifling battles, those cuddly moments, and the pissing off acts all around. I could witness Monsoon – the so called season of romance. I perceived these love birds settled, under the umbrella; had an exceptional magnetism. I just couldn't stop myself going down the deep belief - me yet being single. To add up to this, I'm always surrounded with people talking about their commitments -- through all the possible signs of communication.

Conversely, a bird on the wings supported my thought to embrace freedom. Exactly, the way I feel now - being SINGLE! I don't owe an explanation to someone. No requirement to the conventional reasoning for my acts. No insecurities regarding the acts, no affection or anticipation for unnecessary things and the list goes on. But still, a part of my mind says that it is all worth it. Significant to all the performance - be devoted to, overwhelming obsession, concerned appearance and the baby-treatment given. I am free from the overprotective conduct, when in a relation, free from the fear one wears for not losing the trust. Beyond all this, the engaging gestures made by your better half to make you smile during the uncomfortable times or when you are under the weather, surely make you feel special.

Again, the two sides of me are left unsatisfied. Is being single the best thing? Or am I missing the element of being together? But gawking at these love-doodles, I surely, did crave for love and yet again, no one to share this lost part of me. The puzzled moaning, by now was submerged in the rain.

Just as every coin has two sides, I feel the same way. I jotted down to know - do all singles feel the same? I want an answer to this – is being single a boon or a bane? Can someone please explicate?

Puzzling Night!

It was a routine and for consecutive fifteen days I was soaked with work. This night I was home by 11hours45minutes. The scorching sun outside parched me followed by the deadlines for the day, leaving me exhausted. I freshened up and reached to side-bench attached to my double bed. I arrived to John Grisham’s – The Partner, but got conscious to the to-do list for the following day. Therefore, I decided to go off to the dreamland.

I comforted myself with the spongy bedspread on me. I curled and exchanged sides but sleep dint embrace me. I grasped that it is one of those days those days, where sleepless nights have taken over. I questioned where is my alarm clock days?  Out of the blue I feel gone, bewildered and disheartened.
I adored sleeping and have been craving for a soothing one off late. But tonight, I lay on my bed while nasty thoughts engage me. I roared in my mind, I wept inside. I don't want to be friends with these gloomy nights. They munch me up and dehydrate me, leaving me forlorn and cranky for the time. Tried to escape as music intervened, but these agony thoughts poked me down the darkness. I dreaded things that shouldn't bother me. I brooded over the moments happened or shall happen the next day, which I might just not see. I asked myself -- "Why can I just not live for the moment?" I paused for a moment, inhaled the next few seconds. Oxygen comforted.  I assisted myself in retaining the optimistic remedy. Though I couldn't prevent the thoughts of blurry future, I yet pretended to calm down. I smiled by myself for the unwanted concern I accepted past an hour.  I rested facing myself to the ceiling. Trying to replicate sleep, I closed my eyes; realizing the sun was up when I opened them.

Once again this Morning, as I lazed on my bed. I realized it is with me to organize our mind-set. The thoughts, at times can be proscribed and the emotions can be replaced. We own the power to be in charge of contentment – as our Thoughts Become Action the world says. Always Keep Smiling!