Not about Love ~ From a single 24!

Coming from a person who has, for the past 8 years, been in a relationship for 7 of them, why 24 is the perfect age to be single! 

• In the past 8 months, I started running, lost 5 kgs and gained them back, said a goodbye to not less than 10 inches of my hair (that I had treasured since forever), became best friends with my books, ended my hatred with early mornings, filed my first FIR and sketched a human portrait. With every minute being spent on myself, I acknowledge self-development better and can proudly, guilt-free be the self-centered person one might like to call me. 
• My cell phone has the liberty to doze off at midnight, and be silently kept aloof in some corner of the room for days and nights, being least bothered to answer a someone am bound to. Depressing, as it may seem at first, not sleeping to a goodbye or waking up to a good morning over phone can be more than a refreshing change that brings you closer to the long-ignored simplicity of the glaring window with sunrise and the silence of the nights. 
• I’ve swiped right a few, crushed over the biggest crush of my life, put one of those silly Sarahah confessions, talked and danced with strangers, fantasized of a Mr. Pilot and a Dr. Perfect, even danced to “mere khwabon mein jo aye”, tried reading my marriage line while totally enjoying the beauty of unpredictability that lies ahead. Also, being okay with the possibility of not finding a someone ever, I’ve planned my after 30s to be a life dedicated to my single girlfriends (if there be any) with exploring the options of turning a lesbian someday. 
• Being completely honest, there have also been sleepless nights, and days being completely wasted weeping on bed, the questions of having taken the wrong path, the apprehensions to land in a future worse than today. Away from family and friends, in cities and worlds new, “he” is indeed needed much more than ever, and yet, there is an understated contentment to come back to none other than yourself, to be able to see yourself sensible enough to calm the totally maniac person you are and appreciate the ones who have been doing till now. 

When life gives you a lemon, you make a lemonade, and when life gives you life, you simply live. Not that I've had torturing relationships till now, they have been positively responsible to the person I am today, and it is now time for me to be in a relationship with myself and add to me that no one else can. At 24, this stands for me the best time to appreciate what I have and what I don’t.