Embrace it, y’all

When I was in my 1st grade, in an academic test I got 0 out of 10, which is clearly not good. But I was so excited with the fact that I achieved something that nobody did in the entire class blew my mind. So when I went home that day, excited to show my marks to my grandmother, she almost welled up. She obviously thought I was innocent enough to even pull of a zero as something triumphal, in fact why I was deliriously happy was because the teacher told me, “Congrats” while giving the paper back. Unfortunately, I did not know what sarcasm was at that point of my life. I know I was weird. I get it. I was also a major pushover, naïve and a person with tons of insecurities but all that made me the person that I’m now. I can make my family and close friends laugh at my own expense, I understand people and their emotions more and mostly I’m grateful for everything in my life.

What unwanted/unasked preaching I want to tell all the parents, friends, relatives, teachers and anyone out there is let’s make a place for everyone to be their unique self. I know this sounds very cheesy, but when I was in school, I confronted to one of my best friend at that time that I have imaginary friends and she went around telling it to everyone and I was laughed at a lot. When in high school, one guy in my batch told me that I make a fool of myself when I’m with my friends. I’m not saying all this to get any sympathy but being a misfit and trying to get out of that was a struggle for me. In the process to be “normal” like the others, I became something else which I could not even relate to. That was my teenage years. Well, maybe another couple of years after that too.

And after all that, when I went to Pune for my further studies, I was extremely unhappy with the change that had happened in my life that for the next two months I shunned down everything. But soon I started figuring out that there were many people who are as weird or weirder than me around, and you know, maybe they all had their insecurities, I wish I had asked them that, but I did not feel the need to fit in anymore. We were all weird, together and I loved meeting and knowing them. Now, when I look back, the times I felt bad for myself, I was always in a bubble and when that bubble finally burst, I felt free and the internal conflict became lesser.
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Now, when I’m 27 years old (Blaaaaaaaaaaah!!) I have reached a holy place when I don’t need to be someone else to be liked, I don’t have to make everyone like me and mostly I don’t need anyone to tell me I’m weird. Because I know it already. But we all still have this self-doubt and internal-conflict, that is never going to go anywhere. But you can use that to try to be a better person everyday.

SOOO, be yourself guys, the right people will automatically love you for who you are. And also don’t be hard on yourself, take it easy. With that rant, I felt like I’m a 60-year-old saint. But a gurl gotta say, what she gotta say! Essatly.