The Days of No-Conversations #MondayMusings

I wake up in the wee hours of the day, go to the kitchen and start preparing breakfast for the son. Then I wake him up. I utter a few words in isolation, but not full sentences. No conversations as such, just nag him to get ready for school,. The son is groggy and in no mood to have a conversation. I drop him at the bus stop and go for my morning walk. I walk alone, listening to music, watching the flowers bloom, the birds come to pick worms and the pigeons flock together. I go and sit on the bench. Silence prevails. No conversation takes place.

I come back home, start preparing breakfast, silently. The man is usually away at this time. He comes back in a while, hurriedly goes through the morning headlines, drinks his tea and mutters about the rising or falling dollar prices, or some economic reform that will induce a recession. They sound gibberish to me. I stay silent, dollar rates and financial recession is not my forte. The man eats his breakfast, packs his bag and leaves. I stay alone, silence screams from every corner of the room. I switch on the laptop and start writing something. This is my only way to converse with the world. I keep working silently, not a single sound slipping out of my mouth.

In the afternoon, the son comes back from school and he has stories to tell. Lots of them. I listen silently but earnestly. Some stories make me happy, some make me sad. I listen about new Minecraft games that have been launched and new fidget spinners. I try to say something, but the son is busy talking and not in a mood to let me speak. After lunch, we settle down in our own works. He gets busy with his homework and I keep writing.

Evening kisses the sky. Son goes down to play while I start preparing dinner. Everybody comes back home just in time for dinner. After dinner, we get busy with our mobile phones, Netflix and books.

Before falling asleep, I realize, an entire day passed by without having any meaningful conversation with anyone. I know, the next day, the same routine would be repeated and I start craving to talk to another adult about books, movies or anything random. I crave to sit and laugh with another person. I am an introvert but that doesn’t mean I can spend days without friends or meaningful conversations. Phone calls or messages are a good way to converse but nothing can replace laughing with a friend on a random stupid thing over a steaming cup of coffee. I am looking for a friend. Will you be my friend and join me for a steaming cuppa over some books, movies, laughter, and fun? Do let me know, am waiting for you.


Joining Corinne’s #MondayMusings



16 thoughts on “The Days of No-Conversations #MondayMusings

      • Rajlakshmi says:

        I always tell my husband that I badly need a girlfriend. I guess this is how modern relationships work now. The social structure is different and our generation is in the midst of this change. A hearty conversation with girlfriends over a cup of tea feels like a luxury.

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      • Balaka says:

        Exactly Raj, especially now that most of us work from home etc. Our conversations are highly limited. At times we sreiously need to just chill and laugh. Modern relationships are changing, most of us are living the life of immigrants/expats, away from home and family. We are losing the human connection.


  1. the bespectacled mother says:

    This can be my day as well. ‘Can be?’ What am I saying? This IS my everyday. And after struggling for a year to find a human being with a matching wavelength to discuss books and self, I have accepted my silences and my shell. I love it inside my shell and being silent. I love it by commenting on my friends’ blogs and getting replies from them. I need no one for now. This was way different in Bangalore when every evening I used to go down to the apartment park and have fun chats with the other ladies present there and walk around the premises with the most compatible ones out of the lot. I foresee this to be happening again upon my return to India provided we move back to Bangalore and the same apartment.

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    • Balaka says:

      I knew you would relate and that is why I asked for your vishesh tippani ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜
      Things were different when my son was small. I har neighbours with whom I used to chat. In the evening I used to go down to the park and speak to fellow moms. But now my son no longer needs me in the park as he is grownup and I am retreating into a shell.. ๐Ÿ˜”


      • the bespectacled mother says:

        I can understand with the kids becoming independent and not requiring their moms. Try and reconnect with the ladies/moms you used to talk when your son was younger. You might be surprised that the other moms might be in the same boat as you longing for face to face conversations.

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      • Balaka says:

        Most moms have now got back to work.. I am the only one working from home. I am in touch with them and they are busy…we meet up for dinner or movies once in a while.


  2. neelstoria says:

    I think most of us are in the same boat in this respect. I have days when I haven’t uttered a single word as there wasn’t a human being around and my maid also did not turn up. Then there are days when the only person I have spoken to is my maid, nobody else. So, you aren’t alone my friend ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • Balaka says:

      This is the modern day reality. Technology is making our lives easier but also making us isolated. Most of us now work from home. It saves on daily travel etc but also makes us away from colleagues. I often miss those office days when he used to gather around the coffee machine for some banter…laugh and gossip. It was so much fun. Now we meet colleagues through Skype and zoom and it never leads us to the coffee machine gupshup.

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      • neelstoria says:

        Nothing can replace the connections made face to face. Technology just makes it easier but those connection moments are lost. That is why I make it a point to go to office at least 2-3 times a week braving the Bangalore traffic even though I don’t need to. Though once on the roads, I crib for having decided to step out every single time ๐Ÿ˜€

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  3. Natasha says:

    I liked the way you lyrically wrote this piece. That’s what I like about your writing. Simple, muted yet so point on.

    I don’t relate to this frame of mind, probably because I’m such a chatty person. But yes, I miss my closest friends, who now have moved cities. My bestie lives in Bombay and I miss those copious cups of coffee and chai conversations with her. Though we recently did recreate that when I was visiting.

    Recently I started going to my work place once in a while during the course of the week, to sweep away the monotony of life. It helps, as the atmosphere is amicable and I’m able to finish my work without the distractions at home.

    I’m here if you need to have a virtual conversation over chai or coffee.
    Lots of love, Tina.

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