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Srishti Spills

A place for the thoughts that get lost between my head and the words I never say out loud. Stories, experiences, imagination — unfiltered.

Going Out Alone? Count Yourself as Two

3 min readNov 1, 2026

Step out, explore, laugh, and create memories — because your own company deserves beautiful experiences too.

We have all grown up hearing certain things that are often treated almost like facts. For example, we are told not to look back once we’ve stepped out of the house or not to cross the road if a cat has just crossed our path. We hear these things so often that sometimes we follow them without even questioning why.

There’s another thing we often hear whenever we talk about attending a function, visiting an event, or going somewhere. Our family or loved ones usually tell us, “Go with someone. Avoid if you don’t have anyone to accompany you.”

I understand that this advice often comes from concern for our safety and well-being. But is it always possible to have someone available whenever we want to go somewhere?

There was a time when the festival season was going on, and I really wanted to attend an event. I would see people’s stories on social media. They were dressed in beautiful traditional outfits, wearing bindis and earrings, enjoying the music, dancing with their friends and families, and making memories together.

I wanted to experience the same thing. I wanted to dress up, enjoy the atmosphere, and see myself in that beautiful attire. But there was one thing holding me back: I didn’t have anyone to go with.

I kept thinking about it every day. I felt bad about missing out on something I genuinely wanted to experience. Eventually, I realised that I didn’t want to let the absence of company become a reason to miss out. So, I decided to go by myself.

I got my outfit, makeup, and jewellery ready. I booked a cab, bought my ticket, and entered the event.

There were so many people around me, enjoying themselves with their loved ones. Some were taking pictures, some were eating, some were dancing, and others were simply enjoying each other’s company.

And there I was, enjoying the same atmosphere, just on my own.

I also noticed a few people who seemed to be there alone, just like me.

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There were beautiful lights, music, fireworks, and people dancing. I enjoyed everything. Of course, there were moments when I wished I had someone to dance with or someone to take my pictures. I had to manage with selfies because there was no one to take pictures of me using the back camera. Funny, isn’t it?

But then I thought, does it really matter?

I was there because I wanted to enjoy the event, and that’s exactly what I was doing.

Somewhere, I did feel alone. But whenever that happened, I brought myself back to the moment and continued enjoying it. When it was time to return, I went home, feeling genuinely happy.

Later, when people saw my pictures and asked me, “Whom did you go with?”, I simply replied:

“There were two of us. Me and myself.”

And that’s the whole point of my story.

Of course, having someone beside you makes an experience even more special. Sharing laughter, taking pictures and creating memories with people you love is beautiful.

But what if nobody is available? Does that mean you should cancel your plans?

I don’t think so.

Whether it’s attending an event, going for a morning walk, trying a new restaurant, watching a movie, visiting a place you’ve always wanted to see, joining something, or simply stepping out for a cup of coffee, don’t keep postponing things that make you happy just because you don’t have company.

Invite people into your plans, but don’t make their availability a condition for living your life.

Sometimes, the best company you can have is your own.

And remember, when you go out with yourself, count yourself as two. ❤️

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Srishti Spills
Srishti Spills

Written by Srishti Spills

A place for the thoughts that get lost between my head and the words I never say out loud. Stories, experiences, imagination — unfiltered.