Because Peeing is a Crime

So, yesterday, I was in a terrible mood. I felt irritable and angry. Probably, because I was suffering from PMS.
It was the third period, which was Value Education class, wherein your teacher talks sense or throws the “Moral Bomb” at us and make us feel like we’re impure. I had been controlling my urge to pee. I tried to ask my teacher, but she told me to get in. That was in the beginning. Then, she started talking about time management, and things that are important and urgent. And, that’s when, I felt like I was about to have a bladder explosion. So, I went and asked her permission to go to the washroom. I thought she’ll understand, since she also teaches us Biology. But, she said no! I had to go at ANY COST, so I said that it was urgent and that I was about to have a bladder explosion. Guess what? She told me to go and not come back for the rest of the period. I went, because I had to pee. When I was done, I tried to go back to class, but she kicked me out again told me reflect on what I heard.
I stood there alone in the corridor. I started crying, because I was so done with everything. I went to the lavatory again, locked myself in a cozy cubicle and cried to my heart’s content. I got kicked out, because I wanted to pee. Plus, those kids looked at me as if I killed someone. Nobody stood up for me, because they feared her. So, I knew I had to stand up for myself.
I remember telling that teacher that I respected her, but never feared her, when she asked if I was scared of her. It’s like she holds a grudge against me. I haven’t created problems, so why should I fear anyone?

The teachers here in my school, like to show off their power. They want to suppress everyone. They want the students to fear them and agree with all the bullshit they say. I’m not one of them, and I’m not going to change.

Also, everyone there in class get some pleasure in messing with me. It’s like their hobby.

Today, we had a half-working day at school. I didn’t go. Today’s a Saturday. I deserve a nice weekend. Plus, we had a cleanliness drive. The teachers would order the students to clean up their offices, and we would slave for them, because that’s what happens in Indian schools. I didn’t want to clean that woman’s desk.
That teacher and those students had the audacity to mess with the Ironically Misunderstood.

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The Time I Would Like To Trend (Will this blog help me?)

I’ve got this new desire. I want to trend. I want to be famous. I don’t want to be famous for being famous. But, I want to go viral, because of this blog, or a very song cover that I might have made.

Will the readers of this blog post help me in doing so?

If I become famous, what will I get? Money? Recognition? More respect?

I want to trend like Gu Hye-sun trended as an ulzzang on the internet. I don’t want to trend as an ulzzang, but I want to trend because of this blog or my fanfiction, because, hell yeah, I take writing pretty seriously, whether it’s angst or humor.

I’m a teenager. I can’t help it. I want to go viral, because I’m awesome. I want to become rich. I want the Korean entertainment to recognize me as the next big comedian or idol in Korea, although I’m Indian. I want to be the first Indian to do so. I want to be trailblazer.

I want to go to Germany or Japan. I’m tired of trending amongst my fellow German students (I was probably the most annoying teacher’s pet, but, hell yeah, she was a great teacher).

What’s stopping me from getting what I want? CBSE (Central Board of Secondary Education, if you don’t know) exams, family, and that weird Hindi word for all sorts of emotional trap, and all sorts of bullshit. If I trend, my school will have a better reputation. Our family income will increase. My parents will be so proud.

I’m awesome.

Anyways, I know this whole post is a joke. Like a big joke. But, I really got this desire. I’m like that every teenager who wants to trend. The only difference is that, I want to trend through fair means. I have good intentions. I want to make people laugh. I feel happy when my friends and parents laugh at my jokes. It’s the best feeling. I want to start a YouTube channel with my best friend.

If I trend today or tomorrow through this blog, it’ll be great. I started this blog last year around June, because I was angry. I’ve come a long way. I don’t have million readers, but it’s fine, since I met people who agree with me, who accept me as I am.

 

Today, I’m a 15-year-old teenager gearing up for three months of workload and studies and school bullshit.

In the end, I would like to thank those people who will read this post. I want to trend, because I’m unique, and you’ll definitely won’t find any other Ironically Misunderstood.

P.S- How many times did I use the phrase “I want”?

The Thing About Gay Marriages in India

Oh, frak! I haven’t updated since ages! I finally found out why Indians are not going to accept same-sex marriages:

  1. Frankly, we have a backward society. And, we’re pretty confused. I know this girl, who’s lesbian. She got into trouble in school, recently. Her parents were called. The principal asked her, “Are you into boys?”, as if having guy-friends (or boyfriends) is wrong. Now, if she answered, “No, I’m into girls. I’m a lesbian.”, she would be treated like she’s possessed by some evil spirit or something. It’s like, you can’t be lesbian or straight. And, then, later when she wants to be asexual, they’ll force her into marriage and tell her to have kids.
  2. Common sense is uncommon. They don’t realize that in a populated country like ours, where just breathing the air can get you pregnant (I’m just emphasizing on the fact that the population is ever-growing), same-sex marriage can decrease the population. But, no, we’re stuck in our own religious fanaticism.
  3. People are oblivious. I mean, they’re abso-bloomin’-lutely dumb. They don’t even know what the LGBTQ+ community is like. They are “educated illiterates.”
  4. Indians are judgmental. I get judged so hard for not waxing my legs, forget about being with boys.
  5. It’s about time the media portrays gay people with respect.
  6. They don’t realize gay people are awesome af.

I mean, I write boy x boy fanfiction. I have friends who friends who ship male idols together. This has taught me to respect the LGBTQ+ community.

Most elders say that there were roles assigned to men and women. Men are supposed to do well in the public space, and women in the domestic space. Being gay is unnatural according to them. I say, that’s bullshit. I don’t remember Jesus saying anything like that. He just told us to love and respect each other. This is something human beings created in the name of religion, and it’s absolutely unjust.