Just You. (Monday Moments #93)

          It is because of those sudden moments that either leave you surprised or shocked. Those surpirses when your friends show up at your home at 12 AM because it's your birthday. Or those surprises when your boyfriend shows up at the foot of your building at 3 AM just because he wants to see you. Or those surprises when your family is home for the weekend without any prior notice. Or those surprises when your cousins stay over at your place just to have fun and catch up. Or those surprises when your best friend takes you for an adventure in the mountains on a whim. Or those surprises when your boyfriend plans the perfect way to propose, just the way it is in your favourite novel. Or those other thousands of surprises that your close people give you just to make you feel special.

         And then, you get a surprise from all of them, together, like a shock disguised in surprise, when none of them is there for you when you need them. That's when you realise your friends show up at 12 AM because it is kind of their job to do so. That's when you realise that your boyfriend wants to see you at 3 AM just to tell himself that he cannot do any better than you. That's when you realise that your parents are there because now they need you. That's when you realise your cousins got kicked out of their homes and just needed a shelter. That's when you realise that adventure in the hills was really just what your best friend needed to make her feel sane again. That's when you realise that the proposal was that way because it was his favourite movie adaptation. That's the thing about surprises; they are a shock in disguise.

          You think people love you and care for you. But, at the end of the day, all that's left is you. Because apart from those thousands of surprises, there are millions of shocks. There are millions of moments when you fall apart alone, in the four walls of your lonely house and realise that surprises are just as crap as fantasies. And that people are not kind; they are selfish. That there is always a hidden motive to every surprise. And that, at the end of it all, all these people are just a part of your life; not your entire life. At the end of it all, it's going to be just you.

(‘Monday Moments’ is a blog series wherein I write about an incident or a moment in a short paragraph. It’s not a story, but just a short description to express and explore the most common joys and also the uncommon miseries.)