My name Deepa means light in many Indian languages. To say the least, light always inspired me. Candle
lights, Christmas lights, Decoration lights be it anything at times you can
find me lost in many places staring at the lights. It gives me immense joy by
just looking at these.
When I was growing up back in Kerala (India) during my study
time I used to stare at a lamp on top of a chapel which was a bit far. But
right now many other building came on the way and one cannot see it. Even we
moved from that house to another one. Those times our house was facing rice paddies.
I used to stare endlessly at various light spots in the paddy with a textbook
in my hand. It kind of filled my mind with pure bliss. Christmas lights around the
world fascinated me. I picked some of my destinations to travel just because
they are well lit during Christmas.
Thinking of my childhood made me think about another thing
which is that I always got judged because sometimes I dint fit in with the
norms. When I was a young adult I learned
to tweak myself to fit into the crowd more. But some things remain the same how
much ever you try to please others and fall in the normalcy of things
The comments on me usually used to go like this… Oh look at
her ‘She is so headstrong!!’, ‘She is so talkative’, and ‘She must be a flirt
and a bitch! ’ .. What I find amusing
is that when they find out that I am different from what they thought then they
get offended… Come on… You can feel stupid if your judgement was wrong but don’t
feel offended…ever!
Years passed by. Marriage. Child. Three relocations in
different continents. Made countless friends. Lost many of them... Some rifts…
Some mending... Life goes on. But till today I find people who are too quick to
judge. It’s the strangers masquerade behind the mask called ‘friends’.
Ona another note I decided to post once a month this whole
year. 2019 Blogging year…
