I hear this comment a lot, especially from my childhood
friends who have known me the longest apart from my family, and have no trouble
communicating this fact to me loud and clear despite the punch that I will
inevitably give them. But even as I am writing this, a whole other list of
people come to mind who have also shared the same sentiment, sometimes not
voicing it aloud but unable to hide it in their facial expressions. My parents
and siblings obviously use this phrase a lot but then that is to be expected.
But aside from them, I have noticed that even strangers and new acquaintances
share this opinion, not saying it immediately but a bit later when a proper
rapport has been established. In fact, now that I remember a teacher once said
it to me too.
So why do people come to this conclusion about me? If you
ask my friends, it’s my lack of relationships and my inability to idolize a
hero in his shirtless avatar. Many a times my girlfriends will be drooling over
a male actor in all his apparent hotness while I would be looking for anything,
something to admire about him. That does not mean I have not found guys
attractive, no sir in all my 23 years on this planet, 2 males have definitely
confirmed that I don’t swing that way. Alas, both are too old (in their late
30s if you must know) and out of reach.
My parents are another matter altogether. I have an
unhealthy obsession with North Korea and World War II which worries my parents
to a large extent and mystify them as to where I got it from. My room is a
disaster zone which I happily occupy but its state is a great deal of anguish
in my family and nobody understands how I can voluntarily live like that. My
argument is that I can always find my stuff when needed, and when I cannot
somebody else finds it for me. So it’s a win win situation. My parents roll
their eyes, sometimes shout and mutter sentences like “where does she pick all
this” and “none of us were ever like her” but I like to revel in my
individuality.
I don’t mind being weird, sometimes I even take it as a
compliment. But I wonder is it just me or do other people also hear this from
their friends and family. It’s nice to be weird but I think it’s even nicer to
be a rainbow. I have been fascinated by rainbows since a child. A unique
combination of colours forming in the sky and as soon as you turn to show it to
somebody it disappears. Warm, colourful, unique, what fun it must be to be a
rainbow! Lucky for me I live in a place where I witness this phenomenon quite a
few times and have been able to capture it before it disappears. So enjoy!
