I'm sorry I feel uncomfortable in the tiny shorts that all the other girls in Delhi wear and I'm sorry that I turn up in a kurta and jeans when we go to a mall where all the other girls are in hot pants and spaghetti-strap tees.
I'm sorry that my hair is naturally super curly and frizzy and that it looks horrible on that one day I didn't have the strength to straighten it.
I'm sorry my menstrual cramps make me want to curl up in bed with a hot water bottle instead of not hindering my life like it doesn't for, apparently, most other girls.
I'm sorry I'm clumsy in the fancy restaurants that you take me to and that I get conscious whenever the waiter asks me anything because I'm scared I'll mess up and embarrass you.
I'm sorry I don't think I can carry off glares. Hence I don't wear them.
I'm sorry I don't possess a single dress in my cupboard and only one real pair of heels.
I'm sorry that the only make up I like is kohl and no other. I'm sorry that my legs are not always completely waxed whenever I get out of the house.
I'm sorry I'm me and not who you want me to be.
Nah, not really.
Atta girl! :)
ReplyDeleteFor all those "I'm Sorry"s, that was one hell of an unapologetic post. You go girl!
ReplyDeleteLove this!! <3
ReplyDeleteEsteem is an old car now. No matter how good it was, there isn't much to it's self.
ReplyDeleteBut I won't mind if you gift my-self esteem.
Am I making sense, perhaps not. :D
The last line is the best punch!
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Atta! That's exactly me. I feel a kinship to you, right now. A very sisterly feeling is blooming. *Chokes*
ReplyDeleteAll you super lovely people, thank you for the love :)
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THIS. :D
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musingsofjustanothergirl.blogspot.com
hahah... Loved this. Btw I do my shopping from sarojini nagar as well.
ReplyDelete*winks*
Toodles.
Nia Charms
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