How To Be Abnormal

Dear Upa,

                 This week, I have relatives staying over at my house. It was supposed to be a one day thing, but as you know, one of my cousin granddads suddenly started experiencing breathing problems and had to be rushed to the hospital. And this was shortly after my maid ALSO experienced breathing problems and had to be rushed to the hospital. It was quite scary. My maid is fine, though my granddad had to be admitted. He’s home now though, just not in a condition to travel. So they have been living with us. Because of my cousin granddad’s sickness, the house has been fuller of relatives than it has ever been before. They are absolutely amazing people, don’t get me wrong, but I guess I just forgot how it was to have so many people in the house. 

              What I’m saying is that I forgot how abnormal I am. And how different people can be. If you think about it, there are actually people out there that don’t have their lives consumed by a single fandom. It doesn’t help having people judge my extremely retarded sleeping pattern and the fact that I rarely leave my room when I’m home. And I swear to god they’ve asked me why I won’t have rice for lunch or dinner at least a hundred times, the lack of rice in my diet has left them absolutely scandalised. 

                 But they’re nice, and it’s fun. I do love sitting in the dark alone for ages in front of my laptop, but having people around is not the worst thing in the world. Inconvenient, yes, but I can live with it. I blame you though, because it’s your fault I’m so used to being around people who are as abnormal as me. Can’t wait to see you again! 

Bye for now,

Aditi.