Anomaly !

"An anomaly is any occurrence or object that is
strange, unusual, or unique. It can also mean a discrepancy or deviation from an
established rule or trend."

This is a word that was used by a dear friend of mine very recently to describe our relationship.... Though i knew broadly what it meant, today i got the exact dictionary meaning of the word.
As i read it, i know that Anomaly has been part of my existence. Every turning point in my life has been an anomaly... occurrences or people (object).

I think people who know me well would easily say that am hyper, organised, fairly fun.... (good points)...
am also one who believes one cant have regrets in life, i dont regret easily.... cause this rule of mine has kinda got me where i am today.
I have taken every oppurtunity good or bad in the right stride, never let it get to me in the long run... yes momentarily i have felt low, dissappointed, depressed.. am human!
All the good moments i treasure, all the bad ones i learn from... sometimes one experience does not teach me, but life has its way of making me learn soon thru another experience....

Coming back to the Anomaly's in my life... very difficult to summarise them, as that would mean editting it.
i remember my childhood... i used to be a real handful. Thought i was a boy. one day i got to know that my mother had, had a miscarriage (a boy) before me. By now we were 3 daughters, and i sensed my parents still wanted that boy... in hindsight i think thats when subconsiously decided that i will be the boy of the family.
My mannerisms, my friends, my dressing sense... i became the tom boy!
i fought with the boys, i was a gang leader, i was the messenger for all my beautiful girlfriends... and also the messenger for my boy friends .....
In all this i never looked at myself as a girl, i never gave any importance to my looks or my clothes... pants and t shirts were a must.

Then came college, i was forcibly put in a girls college... my father short of standing outside the college gate every hour has ensured that i was dropped and picked, so no mischief happened.
Finally at some point the woes of family caught up with him and he had to let go...so i got partial freedom. I would ride my cycle to college... thats when i noticed that i was being noticed.
A Boy actually was interested in me... wow! now that was new, i didnt know how to react. I became friends with him and treated him just the way i would the rest of my gang of boys... but no this was different... he didnt want that. He wanted to be with me alone, talk to me alone, hold hands (thats the max i guess in those days one would do)...
i began to like the attention i was getting and thats when i think i became a girl... well i guess you could call this part of evolving.. but for me it was nothing short of an anomaly...

the anomalies shall continue.....