Not Anymore.

I’m not scared of being single anymore.

One of the best things about being in the 30s is that you become wiser and calm. You are no more restless. Insecurities about the future start to disappear because it dawns upon you that things will never be served to you on a silver platter; you will have to work for what you want, and the more you work, the better you gain.

But, the most important of all the things that you realize is that there is more to life than love. There is more to life than waiting for someone who may or may not be with you throughout.

I’m like a train. I pass through many places. I halt at some junctions; sometimes longer at some junctions. New people find a way into my heart (only if they’ve bought the ticket). They travel with me for different periods of time, and then get off. They leave a mark on my heart: some with love, and others with hurt. In spite of it, the train keeps going because that’s what it’s meant to do. It slows down in a crowded place, and picks up speed once it is out of the thick of it.

Being single is when you need to pick up the speed, because when someone leaves your hand, you get your hand back.

I have my hand back.

I am not afraid of being more.