6mile’s … many more to go

I have always been the shyest guy one could ever meet, despite my mom and dads best efforts, pro active teachers who made you feel more uncomfortable than anything else, and a series of miss adventures, I choose to recoil into a shell. The older I grew the more silent and helpless i grew, i would feel ashamed just to answer a Q in class, standing on the stage gave me the frights, no1 wants to talk to a guy who does not open his mouth a lot. I ended up running into bullies who would bash me up bad and i would end up getting grounded for bad behaviour.

Then, one fine summer, I got to shift to middle school( a new school). My life turned full circle overnight. My bro was getting into high school and was popular with everyone an honors student, who was on the schools cricket team add to that school captain.People would come to me to make friends and I wouldn’t know what to say.When I walked into class, teachers expected me to be smart, coz he did well,I ran home and cried. I had soo much anger in me, so much angst, I’d beat up bully’s so bad, crying at the same time feeling so sorry, knowing they don’t want to mess with my big bro and his friends,being a mil school, the org my dad heads ended up being the caretaker unit.

I made a few nice friends closer to home, and eventually some at school, but I was still shy, pretending not to be for the few. I just wished I could open up and show the world what I am.

Fast Foward a few years and I end up in andhra, people were so diffrent…. it frankly expanded my cultural microcosm,and i guess provided the urge for me to expand to a whole new would out there, wide open and up for grabs….i had a safety net called parents to catch me and guide me in the uncharted territory. I was friendless and luckless in this whole new alien world, but people like to know what the place I come from was like, and I would describe it to them. I found a new passion a new way to communicate with them, Id end up talking about all the random stuff in the world that interested me. The ultimate oxymoron, a shy guy who speaks his mind, if you push the right buttons.

Anyways, out of school and into engineering, shy, crackling and innocent add to that a neutral girlboy voice, the perfect recipe for college disaster. In all mathematical probability, I ended up doing my UG with a cousin of mine, who is really pretty and I got to befriend a lot of her friends, basically coz i liked talking a lot. lol ( talking really helps !) A lot of guys would come up to me and ask me, how to speak to girls. A close friend of mine, was head over heals over this one girl and he spent 4 years staring at her from a distance. His parents had instilled this fear of even talking to a girl, let alone marrying someone out of his caste, religion and they’re choice ( something i like to bitch about a lot ). I basically ended up living life for others, putting up a Mr. Perfect face up for everyone. I liked being somebody, but longed at being nobody. The good thing about being somebody everyone knows you, that really helps draw people to greater good and you can influence them that wee bit to do the right thing.

So, then I fly half way across the world ( ending up in a flip time zone), to the land of opportunity, US of A. The thing I like about it the most, I get to start fresh, on a blank slate. I’m not as bashful as i used to be, but I’m shy none the less, but ever more talkative most of the time. I get to be a nobody , many indian guys mock my sweet 16 voice and my still pretty much childlike behavior, trying to psyche me out.But thats who I am, and i think im a nice person, there are a lot of stupid imperfections about me, thats another story. I got this far, I’ll get by the rest……………..

I tend to be a snobbiest sometimes