When i meet them the first time, they give me curious looks.
Looks trying to pierce through my personality, gazes that seek familiarity with something, anything.
My name, family, education, hobbies- Introduction done.
Unsatisfied. They beat around the bush for that one piece of information
Discomfort .
The next round of questions, current events, common interests.
Still not reaching anywhere near the answer they long for.
I wish they'll forget about it. No association.
I am mistaken.
Their angst is beyond control.
I can no longer keep dodging them.
So i tell them - I am (my religion, my caste)
Ease! Relief! "Oh that is why" expression i am so used.
But i don't like it.
The next time someone asks me about my caste/religion, i am going to tell them:
I am My name and X.
