last Saturday, i went to my favorite bookstore and stayed there for a few hours until early evening.
after that, i went underground to take my train home.
there was no one there.
at first, i got scared.
feeling vulnerable that no one will help me in the event i get robbed (although highly improbable).
and then, my fear changed.
it was now a fear of the insane possibility or concept of being the last man on earth.
what if i was?
i love my introverted nature.
but that night, i missed having someone around - whoever that person may be.
it was sad being alone.
and it was scary.
after 15 minutes of missing anyone, a college boy appeared.
it was the two of us now waiting for the train.
then boarding the same one.