With passing time, I have realized that loneliness slowly crawls into your life and turns out to be a piece of your identity. There comes a moment where you realize that all those who are with you, are there for a reason and they will leave once their purposes are fulfilled, a moment where you grasp the fact that attachment and love are two extraordinarily different concepts. Your school friends will stay till your school, the ones you met at college were bid adieu the moment you crossed those gates and those you are with right now will likewise leave when the time comes.
And after you have accomplished all of that, you finally realize that everything that is around you is from you, for you. You begin feeling its ideal to be separated from everyone else as opposed to being deceived by somebody later. And then, loneliness stops hurting. Instead, you feel it has been gifted. It becomes so fulfilling within that it barely matters who’s there on the outside. You watch everybody; you walk around with everybody except there's this new world inside you then that no one knows about.
At that point, I see all those solo travelers. Are they coming from there only? What makes being amid the nature reinforcing for their soul? They don’t have someone by their side holding their hands throughout, yet the smile on their faces is more fulfilling than that of others.
Then I understand, nature doesn’t have an opinion of us, it’s with us yet gives us a chance to stay alone. It talks but a very few comprehend and then slowly, you become one.