Petals!

I have always liked being alone - be it at school, college, work, family get togethers.  At other kids' birthday parties, the moms get together and talk about their in-laws, their spouses and children.  I feel like an alien.  Ask me about the Indian economy or politics or books, I can still make an attempt at decent conversations.  But no, the moms tend to talk about irregular periods and different colors of baby poo over a slice of cake, some bourbon biscuits and tea. That's when I am tempted to jump off from the nearest cliff.  I have nothing that I want to share. That's the problem.                                                                          [Image: Unsplash] I like being alone. What's wrong with it?   [ Do read! Qui...