Straight from the heart

This blog promises to be just that. For years, I have said to myself that I will be more organized around my writing so that I actually start putting pen to paper. Then life happens and you create excuses on why something shouldn't be done. What's interesting is that your brain always finds strange ways to justify these actions and you start believing that its true. Until now, as I have decided to be regular and post about the mundane and myriad events around me.

Growing up as a Tall Indian Woman is just so interesting in retrospect. Sample this. Every function you go since you hit puberty, will have an aunt or uncle who is old or young come and ask you the exact same question" How will you find a mapillai(groom) for your height?" Clearly with raging hormones and academics to balance that is the only question on my mind. If you politely smile, it will be augmented with " Did you have a lot of Complan growing up?"In retrospect that's just such a win-win with respect to Complan branding but not me. " By then , I would be slightly exasperated that my response will range from a vehement yes to I hate milk go figure. Even more amusing is when people decide that I should either play basketball or be a model. Clearly I should have come to a lot of you for career advice.

Luckily for me, I grew up in a household where my parents did not make a big deal or even mention it. Maybe in their heads they were clearly scared as to how I will find a mapillai(groom) but never mentioned it to me. Years later that " elusive" guy thankfully had no comments on my height or any of these silly observations that I guess he actually became a mapillai. But till date I still fend these questions including how tall my daughters will be? Or walk into an elevator while people check if I am wearing heels. Only later in life, I figured the truth that people have a problem if you are tall,short,fat or thin. The onus is ultimately on us to feel comfortable in our shoes. After all thanks to my height, my weight was never an issue for anyone as they had an easier more obvious thing to pick on. So thankfully no " oh you look healthier now" comments. Get the drift?

Let me start with my first straight from the heart confession" I am not a complan girl".



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