What are you??
It’s one of the beautiful mornings in the quarentine days, and I can’t help but spend my day reading a good book lying on my bed and taking big sips from my coffee mug. Then the sudden thought pops up in my head, from an yesterday's conversation with a friend.,
The question is Am I an introvert or an extrovert?
When he told that I sound like an introvert in my blogs, I totally disagreed to that statement. Because I always believed that am an extrovert type and more than me my friends were sure about this, whenever this question came in a discussion, not me or not my friends, the other people around me used to open their mouth to shout that "Ah No need to ask only because everyone knows that she's an extrovert & no doubt in that." And may be that's what made me not to think about this topic any further!
And now, 🤔
No, I am not an introvert. I just like to spend time alone at times. The other Saturday, I spent my time happily hanging out with my friends after a worst college day. The other day when I thought it's gonna be a boring day because my people aren't around, but i really loved the college while hanging out with the not so close type batchmates and classmates, after like really long time. That sunday, the dance practice day, I was with them the whole day but I couldn't believe that i didn't know them till that. And the other week I had been to the beautiful trip, with few of my people and more of kinda strangers, but i really enjoyed the company of those strangers and had really a lot of fun. Infact sometimes I feel like we get more happiness with strangers than our people..
This is how I am..
I like nights when the world seems silent and I can talk to myself, I love the evenings where I can just stare at the sunset, in the cool breeze n have my cup of coffee with the music playing from my phone.
I love the beautiful full moon days, when I can talk to the moon about my happiness & sorrows.
I call it the perfect weekend when I can have the 'Me time' in the house, watching my fav show, with a coffee & my cat.
And I love the days when I can interact with a huge number of strangers, sharing their pains n good times.
The days of group gatherings, the hangout times, the days when we can put #WeReallyHadLotOfFun.
And of course I really can't sleep without narrating in detail, including nothing n everything about my day to my human diary.
When someone tells me “I’m an extrovert” or “He/she is an introvert”, I’ve never completely understood what that mean.
Is it because I smile at every stranger that I am an extrovert or is it because I don't share my sadness with anyone, even my friends in that matter, makes that am I defined as an introvert.
For me, it has always relayed upon the circumstances one is facing.
Just because I socialise since I’ve a good number of friends doesn’t define me as an extrovert. Or just because he is unable to speak in a public ground or he doesn’t enjoy a party to a longer extent like I do, doesn’t define him as an introvert either.
Like the other day, we had a longgg journey and a bonfire night and I couldn’t realise what made me dance, I never thought I will.. I guess because I had the best buddies that day, I could enjoy myself. Playing the basket ball in the freezing swimming pool with a really big gang Or socialising in a WhatsApp group at 4 am. is just a matter of what I feel like at that moment.
I think we should take it this way:
Introverts and extroverts don’t really exist. For all of us it’s just a matter of circumstances, the people you have at that moment and the situation you’re in.
So, the next day when anyone tells you that “You’re an extrovert.” Tell them, I’m neither an introvert nor an extrovert or an ambivert; I’m just making myself happy.
And yes, tell them with a smile.. (A grin to be precise)😁
Signing off,
Vandanaaa👻
Ig: @vandnashetty