Is it because I don't fit in your scheme of 'cool'?
Is it because I stay in the suburbs? That my parents actually own a big house in this city, while you stay on rent with hardly anything left to spend on at the end of the month?
Is it because I don't think of wasting my perfectly healthy body with smokes and drinks, in the name of fun?
Is it because I like being around myself most of the times?
Is it to do with choosing not to go pubbing and partying, like everyone else?
Is it to do with unashamedly admitting to be a HUGE Harry Potter fan, although it's extremely chic to do otherwise?
Is it to do with wearing Oshos almost everyday because I happen to like them, and not because I can't afford shoes above Rs. 50?
Is it because I write without any pretensions, at the risk of sounding shallow and superficial and not deep and philosophical?
Is it because I outright refuse to spend 2000 bucks on a haircut, instead of laying awake at night wondering if I could have put the money to better use?
Is it related to me liking Hindustani classical music and old Hindi hits more instead of Pink Floyd and Pearl Jam?
Is it because I value my parents' opinion in most cases, and try conforming to certain rules they've laid down for me?
Is it because I couldn't care less about how I look, and thinking that my pimples or the leucoderma patches on my face, knees and feet aren't the worst things that have happened to me?
Is it because I don't conform to your models of beauty, elegance and style?
Is it because I am not stingy about paying up for people around me, unlike what seems to be the norm these days?
Is it because you don't matter to me and my life in any consequential way, but you still manage to get me down?
Or in a nutshell, is it because I'm not afraid to be 'me'?
What is then, that makes you treat me this way?