ABORIGINE

Having naturally unkept hair like Frank Zappa and a serious hippie look that made me look like an abstract thing in my family, as a kid I was always referred as "That girl who looks like an anglo-indian afro aboriginal!!..Is she your daughter!?!?". My father used to laugh and say,"yes!!,yes!!". My mother's attempts to frame me into girly clothes and hairstyles always failed as a disaster. I had a waist of 32 and had a round chubby face. I was a pre-mature birth with dents in my skull and wierd since the beginning. This wierdness was a hallmark till I realised my ownself in the college. Log mujhe "Maggi Maggi" bolke haste the cause of the hair and I used to be least bothered and self-occupied.

I was ragged the most in comparison to my other batch-mates because I looked strange to normality, and guess behaved stranger with the inbuilt "Dont you dare" fauji brat attitude. Never into intoxications and addictions, I still always looked liked a doped-high human. I guess, I used to be high on myself and my life. I was too non-wordly to understand the normal league and put myself in sync with it. "Mera tha woh mera tha, mein thi woh mein hi thi bhai". 

I am dead sure that if people from my childhood meet me now, they would certainly fail to actually accept me on my present "lesser wierd" outlook that just happened out of nowhere (miracles keep happening to my serendipitious life). Nothing that I complain, but I surely miss looking like that, like a aborigine of my own kind.

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