Friday night, I had a night out with my colleagues and their families. Actually it was an evening out because we retired before 11:00 PM. After a good session of bowling, we went to an Indian restaurant. We have considerable number of people including my colleagues and their family and almost half of them are vegetarian.
To make it easy to eat, the vegetarian and non-vegetarian decided to divide the big long table among themselves. As I adjusted myself with the non-vegetarians, I found myself at one end of the table sandwiched between people on one side and the wall on the other.
In a long table, I like to sit in between which gives me access to all conversation. Sitting on the edge is no fun unless in a meeting with a boring speaker. So there I was at the far end of the table and to add to the misfortune, I was surrounded by couples.
I hate being alone with couples. You are not part of their life and you are not part of their conversation. By the end of the dinner, I had completely lost interest in the dinner and the going ons. I was far away from any activity. The only activity I witnessed were husband – wife asking each other about different dishes. You think twice before actually interrupting in between because you can see that they are sharing a very close moment and it is really cruel to disturb them at that time. By the time you decide to talk, the topic has already moved on to the next one.
Being part of the crowd and still being separated from the crowd makes you feel quite alone and is quite depressing. It was not a nice start to the weekend and then I had to really kick myself to come out of the depressing mode.
On that day I made a decision that the next time when I join couples for any occasion, I would stay away from them and stay with the single crowd. Another option would be to be a part of a couple. But then you need a girl for that. Either way, I lose.
I guess that’s why they call sitting in a corner a punishment