CITIZEN OF INDIA (FINALLY)

LOCATION: COMPUTER LAB, UNIVERSITY.

TIME: 2.05PM

FEELING: EXCITED, PROUD, HAPPY, everygood feeling out there..

MESSAGE: I finally got my indian citizenship..

Hello World,
Am I glad to be writing this post?.. First of all, before I start rambling on about how happy I feel and how crazy this madness is, it is my duty as a writer to set a situation to this post.

So here it goes: I GOT MY INDIAN CITIZENSHIP…. YAYAYYAYYA.. 😀

Yup, I finally got my indian citizenship, It all happened on a fine sunny day. The sky way blue, the bird were out and the kids were playing Xbox. It was yesterday, When a PostMan knocked at my parents big beautiful, bigger than necessary, pretty house (where I still live, I am not white so its culturally alright for me to live at home.). I opened the door, and to my surprise the PostMan announced that it was a parcel. I start guessing what the parcel might be holding within… *good friend –  sends me – indian sweets – for diwali- ayaya*… And then I come to the grim reality that I don’t have good friends who are thoughtful enough to do something like that.

 On second thought , it could be “Creepy Guy” sending me gifts again.. Yes,  it would have to be yet another diamond necklace I would have to reject from a past school mate (you know who u are asshole). I was thinking of ways in which I could reject the necklace in ways that would be painful enough to psychocogically scar the creep for life. And as I was exploring new methods of painful/heartless rejection options in my head,  the postie asked me to sign, and so I did. With a stroke of the pen on the digital pad, it was all over. The Parcel was now in hand.. Its strange how quickly thoughts can evolve from bad to WORSE. As soon as I got the parcel, all my braincells fastly started working towards guessing how colourful my mothers choice of words would be with regards to recieveing parcels from EX-StrangeClassmatecreepyguy.

I was having moths. 

 I did not know what to do. If suppose I opened it and it turned out to be a parcel from creepy guy, this would destroy my day.. i would be thinking about the fact that I ll be in trouble until my parents got home in the evening at about 6PM.. So I decided not to open it..

5 Mins later: Curiosity got the better of me.

I decide to open the parcel, after all it couldn’t be that bad, and even it was the creepy guy, it wasn’t like I asked him to send me anything.. and if my parents were gonna be upset about something I had NO CONTROL over then so BE IT..

The parcel looked white, cold and plastic. It was unusually flat to be a diamond pendant. I muster up the courage to open the corner and realise that it was navy blue in colour. “Its a Book??, OMG its a psychopathetic love book written by the “CREEP””.. I open it faster..

“Its my passport??”

So the assumptions and judgements I about the creepwhokeepssendingmenicegifts turned out to be untrue this time. I was feeling guilty for being soo Judgemental, I was totally unfair on the “CREEP”..

 Anyways it turned out that the parcel didn’t only contain my Passport but also my Over Seas Citizen of INDIA card..

I must say it didn’t look like much, it was darkish, paleish, uglyish green. BUT WHO CARED?? I certainly did not, after all it was THE INDIAN CITIZENSHIP.. I was satisfied..

I thought to myself I don’t have to put up with any of my indian friends saying “you shouldn’t be talking, your not even indian”
I thought to myself I can most certainly be home when I am in india.
I never liked being considered a tourist at home.
This ugly green thing meant that i didn’t have to get a visa every time I wanted to visit home.
I thought to myself I don’t have to live with a hole in my heart.

I was happy and I felt home already..

I excitedly went and told Man about how I got my indian citizenship. He just virtually looked at me in the eyes and said “Dude, its not a bigdeal, every Bozo can get an indian citizenship”. I however disagree, bcoz I consider myself a little above every bozo and I just recently got it.. So yeah..The Indian Citizenship IS A BIG DEAL…

Just thought I would share my joy.. 😀
Have a nice day Y’all,
Love,
Girl.