Scared...

For quite sometime now, there’s been a lot of hue and cry at home saying it’s high time I settled down, which translates to I get married. And for sometime now my parents take care not to bring up the topic when I’m home. They prefer doing it over phone. Or may be they do so coz I prefer it that way. It makes it easier for me to end the conversation, if it goes unbearable, by giving lame excuses like I have a meeting or I’m at a theatre or at a friends place. Well.. I’m not against their wishes. But… I guess I’m too cozy by myself that I’ve gotten picky about who I’d wanna spend the rest of my life with. I’m afraid I might lose the comfort or better put like this.. I’m scared that I may not be able to enjoy life with that someone as much as I’m doing all by myself.