As a continuation to my earlier post on Marriage Rights in India, let’s see how the single ones fare here.
Talking about single, being Happily Married (a misnomer?) myself might seem contradictory but well, I just got married less than six months back. (Yes, a couple days more for six months, and I just realized this!). Now please, will you? Ignore smaller facts that I was not really single before the marriage too! Let’s move on? Shall we?
Not having a boyfriend/girlfriend these days is such a trouble. Everyone in your peer starts doubting your straight preferences.
People just can’t seem to come to terms with the fact that being single actually rocks! Really.
Well, not really. There are many things like freedom, can-do-anything-anytime, can hit on anyone and the explorer mindset that can be explored if you are a single, but still there are some things where you’d prefer not being one. The fact that all of your friends are not in the single zone anymore adds to the misery.
- Restaurants – it is no fun ordering the entire Pasta at the newly opened Johnny Rockets all by yourself. It is too huge a portion anyways.
- Holidaying alone – Who does that? Well, I know backpacking is a wonderful kind of a holiday, and you explore wonderful things, but well, not all the time. There are times when you wished there is someone who could do the planning bit of the trip!
- Party – Well, pubbing without a partner is just no fun. Many hip pubs do not even allow single entry. Anyways, if drinking alone is the agenda why bother with a pub?
- A good listener – All of us have sometime been in a mood were we just want to rant off about the irritating colleague, and wished there was a patient ear to take it all. Well, as I had mentioned, friends no longer being single does not help a bit!
- Coffee? – If you are a single girl, well everyone and his cousin wants to ask you this question. Mostly everyone. And the ratio of jerks to non-jerks is no great in this country, so all the best to you. Guys, it is no fun here either. For once you would want to go to a pub and mind your own business on the dance floor rather than conducting a psychographic analysis of every single female sitting out there.
I could go on with such instances, but the fact of the matter remains – being Single is no Fun.
With these little thoughts to ponder on a beautiful Sunday evening, I am off to my Happy Married life. See you till then.
p.s.: An afterthought tells me, things can be rosy being single too! Does grass always seem greener on the other side?