Okay, so if there is one time of year when you truly realise how single you are it is most definitely this month. February. Don’t be silly,don’t tap your ears. I did say February! The most dreaded time of the year for singles.
The instances of making you feel single starts from 31st December by putting ‘stag’ & ‘couple’ entry as a barrier and charging more for the stag entry. Somehow you manage to pull off the situation by sipping in Tuborg or Royal Stag with the singles you find there. Then you try hitting on girls under the covet of being drunk. But then the devil laughs at you. The girl you were trying to get attention of is already consumed in talk with your charming friend,whose professional conversational skills speaks more than your charming face. In the end you get dozed off on the dance floor saying,”Bhai ne dhoka dedia”.
You’re not over from the hangover yet and here comes another missile in the form of notification. You’re constantly nagged by the notification of last night uploads of couples getting cosy under the trance of dance music, gleaming disco balls and laser lights. There is also a picture of the friend who betrayed you and posted his picture with that girl gang you were pounding your eyes upon. God’s swear! It feels like squeezing them ,instead of lemon,to make a portion to become sober.
Then there are them who puts caption such as,” My world, My baby, My year starts with you & ends with you.”Bullshit!
It’s not even been 2 months of their commitment and their partners become their #soulmates #world. These idiots are the ones because of whom the gifts shops like Archies survive. And they’ll be seen shredding tears on your lap when that s/o or d/o a gun will transfer that gift to their manicorn.
That being said the current month is a season of wedding. Oh bro! Already the weather is on its full swing to change into summers, manipulating your testosterone and oestrogen hormone levels, making you a bit amorous, you are tend to attend the functions by your parents. Whereby you almost complete your century of making crushes in one day by seeing the opposite sex dressed up in ethnic outfits. And in case of boys, they dieheartedly fall in love watching girls adjust their lehanga or pallu while eating pani puri.
Unfortunately you just return back home with a feeling of being a professional single and search the venue’s google location,so as to find the crushes you just made which ultimately gets crushed when you couldn’t find them.
The story doesn’t end here. The month is January only known as a month of birthdays. There is always a friend in a group whose birthday falls in January. You are being invited in the party and what you notice is that,there are cute couples (birthday boy’s friend)taking pictures with your birthday boy and posting it with the hashtag “#couplegoals”. They’ll also hand over you the camera to take their picture as you’re the photographer guy who always gets friendzoned but become their best friend in such events.
You’re like WTF! “Couples couples everywhere, but my soul mate is nowhere
“. I’ll not discern such encounters and focus on patriotism as Republic Day is on its verge to come. You start taking interest in school’s cultural events but life doesn’t stop from taking troll on you. You notice puppy love budding up in the name of practices and celebrating their romance in ‘khopchas’ of your school or in rehersal halls by bunking classes. Meanwhile the established couples beg that guy in the class whose house is always empty as his parents are of working class. So in the name of dance practice they do something else’s practice. Ahem ! Ahem!
Ghosh man! The love month hasn’t even started and their temptations are in upsurge. Now you’re completely pissed off from this”hutiyapa” and you start to focus on Exams as pre-boards or annual exams are about to commence. But you guys belongs to the digital era, how come you’ll stop yourself to keep your hands away from the social media apps. And as you login to the apps, you’re flooded with the ‘MEMES’ and ‘write-ups’ which leaves no stone unturned to assert you that BRO! YOU’RE WORLD CLASS SINGLE and go solo to satisfy your needs or else die in a waterpot.
Life gets harder than you go at night.:p
Now you cover up this single pain by putting up stories such as ,”Twinkle twinkle little star, singles are superstars”, or you’ll show the calculations of the amount of money you’re going to save by remaining single which is a pretence of being happy anti your lonliness.
I haven’t even started the description of February month and you already seems to be retiring from reminiscing such encounters you might had. Right?I guess then, we’ll discuss the further part in a next post. Till then embrace your single life by following “Sakht Launda” and swiping right on Tinder.
Don’t forget to mention such encounter of yours in comments and do tag your buddy’s who belongs to the single club.