Weird

By Mansi Chaturvedi on 28th Jun 2024

They called me weird, in everything that I did. Be it the way I spoke, the way I behaved or the way I spoke. Some said I do not know how to behave and am ill mannered. Some said I don't know how to speak. They commented on my dressing sense, my hair do and even my gait. What was weird I have no clue. If you ask me I saw everyone the same which was weird to me. The same way to be unreal, the same pretence, the same behavior and the same comments. I saw the rest having no originality. They all seem to follow not their heart or intellect but follow the trends. I considered myself a trendsetter. I need not copy paste any other opinion. I need not follow the same norms and rules even though inside me someone said , it is not fair. I need not be quiet when it is necessary to take a stand . I knew when to be quiet and when to speak for myself.
They called me weird and I was quite alright with it. But what I was not alright with was none had a different opinion. If anyone did have, they never stopped others from calling me so. I saw myself getting into trouble just because I voiced my opinion . I was different from the rest. Weird it was for me that they never rose or stood for what I said. A few moments passed by and they would have been seen agreeing secretly to all I said . Where I would get into trouble as I stood to speak for the same silent people around me.
How can you be the same was weird to me. How could you at times agree with me but not own up. How could you not stand up against unjust norms and rules. Each one of you seems weird to me. You always had a laugh at my appearance. I wanted to just be myself , look and feel comfortable to be me. I stood out in the crowd for being casual all the time. That's what I was, just me, looking weird to all and not one. You have all been in this race to look better than the other , faking what you really are, and hiding the natural beauty you are blessed with. I understand you wanted to be part of the crowd which never has an opinion but follow an opinion that speaks nothing for them. They never want to be left out. Weird it is for me. I never believed in following what had no importance to me , just to be there. I was happy alone or with a handful of weird people with me. You said I was loud and so weird. Yes I could not be a silent spectator to the atrocities around.
If you read and try to understand, it is the weirdest of people or ideas that bring about a change. A change that is whole heartedly accepted by all of you. You never share your opinion on it or suggest any changes that you want or whether you disagree because all of you just want to be together and just the same. To me you all seem weird as you have a voice but you never say.

It is easy to follow the crowd
But it is the weird that takes the step.