Excuse me......Can I Live ????

I opened my eyes..... Everybody was hovering around me, smiling, looking at me...... My mom,daddy, relatives..... Then mom took me in her arms and kissed me. You may ask what had happened? Oh dear !! I was just born...

The starting years passed by in the warm and protective shell of home with mom and daddy. And lo !!!! one day i was sent to battle for my place in this world , i was sent to nursery school. Kids, kids, kids...so many kids around me... looking at me. It was the first day. I heard a sound from behind--" ..look at this gal, my God !! she is wearing socks which are plain white in colour.... hahaha". I shuddered, i felt something dewy rolling down on my cheeks. Nah!! i was not crying. I came back home, threw my bag and wore an expression on face that would have melted the heart of Hitler. Next day, triumphant, jubiliant, i went to school wearing rainbow coloured socks. I entered the class smiling and i had the class giggling at me. Though i couldn't understand at that time what was wrong .

Well, that was a long time back but believe me nothing much has changed. Some of my very intellectual collegues and some other very bright personalities around me think that they are an authority to judge about my every move, every deed and every action. Not just me, there are many others who are the objects of affection for these bright and intellectual personalities. Wow!! am i blessed , i'm in the hall of fame???

I sometimes muse and wonder how do they get time for all these peeking, sneaking and judging about the lives of others. I mean, poor me..... i have just got 24 hours in a day. In those hours i'm on my tip-toes ,subjugating and completing my tasks. You know i have solved this mystery....you are now meeting the Sherlock Holmes of 2001. Anyway, back to my discovery, I'm sure these personages know the secret of turning the 24 hours of a day into 48 hours. That's it !! Quiet a trick buddie, its incredible....

I laugh and they give predictions and reasons for my laughter. I sigh and sulk and they know that i'm going through a disaster (which i myself didn't know). There are accusations, allegations, stories........ If i breath there is a problem and if i don't then there is turbulence. When i was used to be quiet and reserved these prodigies bestowed me with titles like extra-territorial( i can't recollect the name of the planet right now) ,self-centered, proud etc etc. I took that as a piece of advice and tried to be more friendly and yet i was labelled extra-territorial(but this time from a different planet ofcourse).

Aargh!!!!! This was it. Done. I beckoned these highly intellectual personalities, these respectable prodigies and told them i have had enough. I blew them at their faces by telling what i think of them and their spitter-spatter about me. And tang!! came the sugar-sweet reply that i was one of the most loveliestest, most darlingestest( don't think their grammar was wrong.... these clauses were said just to show their boundless fondness for me) and most respectable person for them. I smiled , said sorry and returned feeling guilty for accusing such lovely people. If u think i did this then you are wrong. I roared my lungs out and told them that i wanna live. And these people can't hold me back anymore.... I'm born to live and i will live my own way, right or wrong.

So alas !!! problem is solved. No tension.... ok buddie. Smile, doesn't matter even if it isn't a Kodak camera ........ Hey, hey, hey !!!! Stop and look there. That guy is saying something , he is speaking to our respectable and intellectual prodigies . Wait let me hear... ummm. Ok i got it!!

He is saying the same old lines --" Excuse me..... can i live ??? "