My series theme is "Compassion" and today's thought is based on "Imperfection"
I have
just picked the quietest corner possible in the cacophony of my own apartment. I
am totally deflated after the cousins mocked at me for being the black sheep of
the family. As dad and mum elaborate on my low grades, weak physique and extremely
low social skills, the guests are making fun of me.
Mother is
busy in her crock-pot, dad is in deep conversations with a guy, I do not know
his name. There, my cousins are creating a mess in my room. Doesn't look like
mine anymore. No one is looking for me. Not even mum? Is she ashamed of me?
Dad told
me the other day how embarrassed he was to introduce me to his friends at the
sports club. He says I can’t even be a ball boy. I am short, but I can run very
fast. No one has ever noticed it though. Dad didn't get the ball signed by
Roger, my favorite. He told me I didn't deserve it. I heard him say that. I embarrassed
him. Dad doesn't like my spectacles either.
The other
day mom took me to a Math tutor. I couldn't believe what I saw kept on his
table – a cane! Mom says that is the only way I will learn my algebra. If I do
not get good grades, I will be tagged a looser. Thanks to her, I will be able
to clear my tests. (Yesterday the cane was almost on my palm, but I managed to
correct the equation in last minute.)
Oh, the
aroma of the delicious blueberry chocolate cake. Mom followed the recipe I had
bookmarked, from my own blog. I will never tell her my pen name – “imperfect
baker”. I am so abashed of my own interests – baking and cooking. The meat in
the crock-pot will overcook. Where is mom? She should switch it off immediately.
But mom never lets me in the kitchen. I wish I could make the cocktails and
mock-tails for the guests. The cocktail book in the library is incredible. I
just hope no one looks under my bed, and find my hidden treasure. All my
cookbooks and Ramsay, Nigella and Vikas Khanna books are in the same box. I
will put them in different places, otherwise if I am caught, all will be gone
in one go. I will do this later in the night, after completing the algebra chapter.
Head to my fellow blogger, Sundari Venkatraman's posts at her blog "Flaming Sun". Her theme for this year's AtoZ is "Mythology".
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