It is a fair assessment that I have led a socially handicapped life. Two things contributed to this. Firstly, there was no social media during my growing years. Secondly, I was weirdly wired-out when it came to inter-personal communication. While these demerits have been identified and dealt with to a large extent, some demons can never be hidden forever. There are days when I am still fazed by the prospect of meeting people, especially those whom I don’t know at all. As a part of our couple socializing endeavors, we have had some success in getting acquainted with couples or half-couples who otherwise would have remained total strangers to us. However, when that old infection of social setbacks resurfaces, I find it hard, almost impossible to make small talk.
