An Overwhelming Desire

I always thought of myself as someone who could easily stay alone. I never thought that I'd find solitude depressing. That was till I was forced to spend an entire day in our apartment alone. My phone due to lack of battery had switched off and my charger was at my cousin's place. At that time I didn't have a computer. Therefore no internet. I had woken up late and so when I woke up my parents had already left for work. I woke up to an empty house. It was a saturday, a holiday. I hadn't made any plans with my friends and felt too lazy to leave the house. So I fixed myself breakfast. I read for a while. Books are the best friends when one is alone. However, these were chiefly friends I'd known for years and so knew all their stories and anecdotes. They held my interest for a while but by the time I started on lunch I was bored. By the time I had finished lunch and started on another book I felt an overwhelming desire to talk to someone. There was no one. I slept for sometime. I woke up depressed. It was four in the evening and I felt as if I had been in solitary confinement for eons. I would have become seriously depressed had I not decided then and there to go out for a walk. That was the first time in my life that I actually looked at the faces of the people on the streets. The peace and joy that I experienced at that moment is indescribable and probably unrepeatable.
  I just wanted to share this very special experience.