Man is a social animal……..
I am not social ………
Conclusion>>>>>>> I am not a man 😀😀
This realisation just dawned on me, as I found myself so super bored at a family function.
Family functions, social gatherings, weddings ……..Uhh!!!! I hate being a part of any of these. If you happen to ever find me in any, I can assure you that either I have been forced to attend it at gun point ………or my appetite is on a high 😁.
As a shy kid I felt threatened by the looks of uncles and aunties at social gatherings. I would not allow my mother to leave my side for even a moment. Today I am not so threatened by the looks than the queries they throw on me.
As a middle aged person I am still expected to greet the older generation. If not I am deemed as the proud peacock……maybe a peahen.
I try to avoid eye contact, but then sometimes it happens. I end up smiling, followed by the usual greetings……finally the ice is broken and out pour the queries.
- Your xxxxxxxx’s daughter na?
- Me : yes
- Howz mummy and daddy?
- Me: good
- What about your brother?
- Me : good
- What are you doing?
- Me : xxxxxxxxxxxx
- Married ?
- Me : NO
Before I lose my cool, I pretend like I am getting a call on my phone…….
- Me : excuse me please.
Next I find an isolated corner and hide myself there.
I personally have nothing against people, but there are only a few people I feel comfortable sharing my space with. Call it anti social , isolation or introversion …….. Whatever it is……It is me. That’s how I am. And after years I have concluded that……It’s fine to be yourself.
As for today’s function, inspite of the usual boredom, 3 things managed to raise my spirits : the snacks, the music, and a pretty little child who kept admiring me.
I guess she found me similar to some cartoon character 😁.