For some it’s a morning walk enjoying every step, for some other it’s a race trying to be faster than others, but the two constants in life are ‘walk’ and ‘alone’. No matter where you reach in life, you never stop walking, the pace and direction may vary, but then no one stops moving. No matter what the number in your Orkut friend’s list is, or how big your joint family is, the fact remains that you are alone when you move as you are the only one in your race. My best friend in school is only a face in my Orkut friend’s list now, interactions have now reduced to a very rare chat on Google Talk, an occasional phone call, or a scrap. My best friend in my previous organization only meets me for an occasional movie now and we try to be the same two people unsuccessfully though. The commons between us are fast reducing, as we are running our own race, happy in ourselves. Why only friends, I even fail to remember the names of the teachers I feared the most at one time and I am sure they don’t have a clue where I am or what I am doing. The conductor of the bus which I took for the college once knew me very well. Now, I am sure he will not recognize me no more and I am least bothered to notice who the conductor is, even if I travel by the same bus ever again. So even though I have a very good circle of friends and at present, just like I always had, so am I still alone? The Answer is yes, because at the centre of this circle I am still alone. Even though the schedule in my daily life has grown a bit monotonous, I have not stopped walking as everyday I am walking away from my school friends, my teachers, and that bus conductor, and walking towards my new friends, towards the lady at the office reception, and towards the driver of the cab that will pick me on Monday…. Sumit