BEING URSELF!!!!!

Caution :For all those people who who have this weird idea of mallus being" dark complexioned,oil sticky,kinda madrasi talking creatures".....duds!!!!get it right well to begin with kerala has the highest literacy levels in comparison to any state in the country India,next,as far as the beauty is concerned....keralite girls are considerd to be blessed with amazing features be it big beautiful eyes or the enchanting smile!!!!presence in international forums have been made by parvathy ommanakuttan,asin,nayanthara...to name a few,...accepted that guys are kind of....ok......bt gals do compensate the beauty aspect.And as far as the language is concerned hightime people!!!get hold of your social studies class 5th ncert books,madrasi is no language,tamil is the language used by tamilians and malayalam is the language used by malayalees,also they are two different states.

Delhi is a land of oppurtunities for thousands of people,irrespective of their caste,creed color,mother tounge,state whatevaa....as far as the average keralite is concerned ,delhi is a dreamworld,the moment the kerala express lands at the new delhi railway station it brings along thousands of shining hopes to make it big some day but being a mallu child raised in delhi is not at all an easy task to get through as every day passes, you seem to be struggling b/w two diffrent set of cultures,one your parents and other yours.There is an akward feeling of hanging b/w,a feeling of not belonging to either of the cultures.On the top of it being called as "madrasi" by a surd boy was the most irritating,embarassing event,though i could have called him names,but the next moment i mite have just landed up in the hospital!!!well this thought forced me to remain quite.Being called by the name of one of the leading actress of kerala was another irritating aspect(ppl felt tht i resembled her too much,my mother would be so happy to hear compliments pouring for the supposed resemblence and everytime i tried to just walk off from the place).My friend who faced a simmilar problem voiced her opinion" our parents have left kerala but kerala doesnt seem to leave them".We shared simmilar feeling of "homelessness".Being in kerala was the worse part as there , we (me and my sister)were considered to be some special inhabitants,my grandmother would proudly present this fact that to our relatives that i could not speak the language.Every time i would walk down the road ,heads would turn to the fact that "onvila(family name) elder daughters daughter doesnt know malayalam".Irritated and embarrased i tried to analyse my identity,i realised that it is important to strike a balance b/w both the cultures so as not to displease either parties,i tried to get into the whole idea of what i wanted and i realised my parents are very important to me and so are my friends.When i got to know about the culture i found its really intensity,the rich artistic workers of writers like M TVasudevannair,vaylar,KamalaSurya brought me closer to my culture,a deep realisation that culture played a very important role in shaping my attitude towards life,i learnt to be confident in front of all those "'...."" who called me madrasi,my confidence in my culture elevated my postion infront of all those who knew me,i was at absolute ease with my identity,true to myself at last but definetly upholding my urban background at the same time.I adore delhi coz its the place where i have spent my life but kerala is also very closer to me....striking a balance has been an absolute amazing experience,my friends appreciated this and i could sense that respect when they would like to know more about my homeland.
P.S- this is a testimony for all those "fraud mallus",accept the fact and REST will respect you for this...