Sunday, February 3, 2013

Alone at a Coffee Shop

As you sit alone in a coffee shop, your thoughts tend to wander around. You gaze through the tables. Two teen girlfriends giggling at something. Three young professionals brain storming over a client and a deal. An old lady, with an even older woman (her mother) trying to decide what to order. A young couple meeting for the first time as a prospective alliance (arranged marriage).

You sit alone with your laptop. Trying to work on something. As hard as you try to focus on your work, the fact that you are the only one alone over there disappoints you. You try to convince yourself that it's okay. You think of reasons to reassure yourself that it is, infact, better that you are alone. So you glance around again.

The teen girlfriends are looking at some pictures on one of their big fat touch screen phone. Jazzy stuff indeed. You think of being their age, not too long ago... Like 6 or may be 7 years back. Stuff that you had and things that you enjoyed. You realize lots have changed since then. You realize you have transformed since then.

You glance over at the young professionals working. Ohkay so now that's something you can relate to. But more than half of the things they say, you don't understand. They don't belong to your field of work. Not even close. You realize that there are so many things you are unaware of. There's a long way to go before you stop learning.

The mother-daughter duo is your next table. This one touches your heart. You are intrigued by the interaction of the mum and daughter and their ways of deciding on what to buy in a coffee shop, a place that is beyond their years. You miss your mum and think of calling her. Then you drop the thought because you don't want to explain to her why you are at a coffee shop all alone. You realize that no matter how old you are, your parents will always be Aai and Baba, questioning you, worrying for you, guiding you, and loving you.

The final table, the couple trying to get to know each other. Arranged marriages in a coffee shop. That's the new 'In' thing. As you watch them, carefully, making sure you don't stare to freak them out... you can make out the nuances of their conversation. The body language. The slight blushing, and the slight effort to impress. The- taking a stand, and the- making sure you don't over do it. It all looks too cute for you. It's an untouched territory for you. You wonder if such things are ever meant for you. You realize - may be not. You realize, -or just may be.

And viola, its been a couple of hours already. So as your laptop battery drains out doing absolutely nothing, you switch it off, pay you cheque, and make it to the door. You turn back one last time. You take a good look at all the tables. You realize everything that you just realized. You smile. You walk off!