Laughter and forgetting

A colleague of mine, last night, or you may call it evening, showed us a mail written by a columnist blasting sub-editors for deleting an article, an unstressed one, from his copy.Going through his vitriolic diatribe was fun.Maybe, a few of us together was and that togetherness was fun. Was it the thing that we were reading or that we were together that made me laugh a bit?Even after twenty-four hours have, I haven't been able to figure out. What is laughing all about? Is it a group activity or one can laugh while alone?Well people usually laugh in togetherness.
When alone, they usually brood.
When alone, they usually are 'not in the mood.
'When alone, they usually are sad.
When alone, they usually are morose.
It is one state that at times is very alluring. The state of lonely morbidity has its own charm Well, charm may not be the right word for it. Charm has too much of femininity about it. But there is something, for which one likes to be lonely.It doesn't mean one has to banish all human company. It is like being in a crowd and not seeing them or listening to any of the talk or noise around you.Just the body is there. The rest of it, maybe, is flying with Jonathan Livingston Seagull or sharing a drink with Mirza Asadullah in a dingy by-lane as the ignorant armies clashed at the North Ridge or having a passionate discussion with a blessed soul about so many nothings, or walking down the beach with the sun behind you letting the colour of the sea make you feel blue.Isn't it lovely to be lonely
...Like that song...
But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes i do.
Victor Lazlow knew how it was to be lonely