I’ve been skipping writing lately, and that’s because it’s been a very long time since I’ve traveled anywhere or met new people like me. I’m looking forward to exploring new things. Writing down my thoughts truly makes me happy, but like every human, I instinctively crave connection with others.

Recently, I visited Connaught Place in Delhi with my cousin. Although I enjoyed the visit, I wanted to explore somewhere new. My cousin and I walked and walked, earphones in, listening to music. I felt like dancing on my toes but couldn’t—there were people around. Sometimes, it feels good just to observe your inner child giggling.

We went to various shops and tried on dresses I liked. When you’re with certain people, you have the liberty to waste as much time as you want. My cousin and I are like that—we spend every moment trying to enjoy ourselves.

We decided to try something spontaneous: we walked into a restaurant where we heard someone singing and playing the guitar. We were a bit hesitant at first, as it was quite expensive. The only thing we could afford was water. Without complaining, we walked out innocently after telling the waiter the prices were too high for us.

I occasionally eat out because I’ve always been told to eat healthy, and eating outside often makes me feel sick. So, we decided not to eat anything and continued walking down the city streets.