I've always wanted to be taller.. but I've never regretted my height as heartily as when I stand on my toes on the bed, stretching up and beyond my reach.. till my shoulders n neck begins to cramp.
Many a time, I laugh and tell God "couldnt You have made me just 2 inches taller"
Sometimes, after a day's work, when I try changing a bulb.. I loose my head and want to bang my fist on the wall..
I can never take a book out of the upper rack in a library without taking someone's help.., never hang on gracefully in a bus holding onto the ceiling-hugging hand-bar.., never look that elegant in a simple patiala, never tower down upon someone and look intimidating, never look down my nose upon someone i want to show contempt for :D
I never could do so many things, that so many many do, without the least effort.
U think I am kidding? There are times when I could howl over it :D
A simple bulb replace process that should have taken about 2 minutes for someone else, took me about 20 minutes.. when i tried, tried, tried and kept failing..
And why do people use rotten light shades anways and keep the bulbs close to the ceiling..
The world has no thought for us, the shorter inhabitants
Stretch-stretch-put the bulb in the holder- turn clockwise clockwise- try to pull off bulb- bulb doesnt come off, but leans in the holder at a 25-degree angle. Switch on the bulb. Doesnt light yet!!! Damn the bulb!
Again.. the whole process repeat... and somewhere, in the 15th-20th trial, lo and behold, the bulb lights n shows me the bright side of the world aka my room.
Suddenly, I feel 10 feet tall. Pity the 6 footers... they will never know that pride u feel when u light that bulb :D
