Folks! Aloha to all of you! New to this site, new to this city and kind of new to the world
(not in literal sense!) I will tell you something about me, it’s only fair
since you will be the ones listening to me. I wouldn’t want to be a headless
bunch of words to you now, would I?
I am the goofy girl you might have passed in the busy
streets of Delhi, usually with a superhero shirt on. You might have looked at
me, passed me and even talked to me but you might not remember for this world
is huge. I am that quiet person who sits in the corner table sipping coffee
after coffee doodling away on a piece of paper, reading a book with profound
seriousness or reflecting on the world around me. I battle my continuous desire
to own the world against the fulfilments of social duties and parent’s wishes.
I am the person whose thoughts would fetch you millions of pennies and whose
wishes would overflow every damn wishing well in the world.
I am the girl you would find fidgeting around with her jeans
because the summer is tearing through my skin and I am missing my shorts having
lost an argument to my mom about how to dress decently. I am the girl who
questions the well-defined terms in nation like decency and culture. I don’t
wait even a second to retort the aged harmless looking man who lays a hand on
my ass as he passes me innocently. I am the girl who shouts till her throat is
dry in protest for the justice for the poor victims of tyrannous rapes and I am
the solemn face that shines in determination in the candle light as I march in
peace for a great cause.
I am the girl who is in a constant fight with her parents
for her rights. I am the girl who continuously resists cooking lessons from
Bhatia aunty (who by the way is more than pleased to indulge) and ultimately
gives in to her mother’s relentless attacks of “emotional attyachaar”. I am the
girl who changes the names of all the guys in her contact list into easy to recognise
girls’ names to avoid an interrogation with her parents. I am the person who is
solely responsible for the carrying on of the family sanskaars while I watch my
brother live a life.
I am the girl who bullies her best friend into teaching her how to ride
bike and then ends up landing him into trouble. I
am the girl who likes to lay back in her penguin pyjamas watching reruns of
friends with her best friend. I am the chic with pretty heels and the goofiest
dance steps on the floor. If you see an amalgam of Gangnam style and Munni you
will know it’s me.
I am the girl who gets angry by the state of people sleeping
on the road. I am the person who takes liitle kids begging for an ice cream
treat. I watch the shows and promise myself I will change the world. I think
and I dare to dream. I am just like you, I am one of you. I am here and I am
alive. Its hard but its fun. I am trying to lead a normal life in this utterly
bizzare world. I am just not so normal!
