Small Talks Were Never My Cup of Tea

I have outgrown the idea of being around people. I am completely at ease being alone, bereft of all human connection. I realized how consuming being around people all the time can be. You may consider yourself extremely privileged if I occasionally call you to talk about things. I am quite popularly called the ” One who never picks up her phone “.

 I would rather stare at an empty wall than participate in an empty conversation  Reminds me of hollowness. People, well most of them are already dead inside, they are walking, sleeping, eating and drinking but they have stopped living.

I want to talk about the politics, religion, society, culture, humanity, arts, Universe, ideas, beliefs, and literature. Contradictorily, I am surrounded by people who talk about selfies, calories, shoes, cosmetics, parties, daru, Netflix, and food.

” Rhinoceros – A Play ” by Eugene Ionesco in Martin Esslin‘s study of post-war avant-garde drama, “The Theatre of the Absurd” depicts our People. It is woven around a group of people who turn into Rhinoceros one after the another without any valid reason. They were following the crowd mentality.

” Everyone has been doing it. Why shouldn’t I ” is what our society has become. The belief that ” everybody does it ” shows the insecurity of an Individual who is too afraid to not follow others.

Individuality is Extinct

Within 50 years, we should start looking exactly like each other. Robots in making.

What attracts me in people is honesty and innocence, also intelligence and compassion. I want to be around people who make me question my own beliefs, who can destroy the way I see the world, who shake apart everything with words.

I want conversations that make me laugh and cry, not just smile. I love being around people who are open-minded. They do not understand the concept of Rigidness. They are excellent Listeners and most Captivating Speakers.

I want people to talk about things that excite their soul. I want people to talk about their Dreams. You should look into their eyes when they talk about their passions, their tiny eyes begin to glitter. I wish people could look into each other’s eyes and tell the truth. A simple truth like, ” No, I am not okay. I am worried, depressed and shattered ” instead of saying ” I am just tired”

Conversations are the very essence of human relationships. We might be connected to all corners of the world sitting in our rooms but Are we speaking the truth in our hearts?

Do we have our own Voice /Are We just echoing the words of our Parents, Teachers, Friends, and Colleagues?

Ask Yourself.