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XII : Not that anyone can see

"Just be yourself. Let people see the Real, Imperfect, Flawed, Quirky, Weird, Beautiful, and Magical person that you are." - Mandy Hale.

It has always been my motto.

It's my style. You like it, you stay. You don't, I slay.

Living in the 21st century, life always revolved around my posts and likes. And while my pretty dark locks are curled upright, take a look at my life, I promise it'll be a flight.

I'd manicure my nails before every post with vivid, bright colours. But once that was done, I'd often find them greasy and dirty. Not that anyone saw.

I would spread the nutella in a posh manner using a butter knife and then devour into it with proper manners and delicate bites. That was when I was giving a caption : "My morning dose of sugar."

Else, I would toast the bread. Then, I'd dust the crispy bread crumbs at a side and then mix it with nutella to have a crunchy chocolate delight. None of my friends did that. And that's why nobody knew.

I'd pour the milk in an orderly fashion over the crispy cereal and then give a bright smile at the camera. But I didn't like that. And so when I was alone, I'd add the cereal into the steaming hot milk and then eat it hot and soft. I'd never smile. Rather, I'd shed a tear watching an emotional drama on the screen. Ofcourse noone knew that.

I'd bite into the creamy cookie and then show the pattern of the sandwiched cream to the camera with a toothy grin. But I didn't enjoy that. In person, I'd first eat the two hard sides of the delicious cookie and then I'd enjoy the cream inside. People don't know that. 'Cause people laugh. And I hate it when its directed at me.

I give hair tutorials to my 30 k followers, gently brushing and staightening my dark locks. But I don't like it. I'd rather keep them wavy and messy as they are. But people would prefer smooth and straight hair. So I keep them that way to maintain my followers. Everybody thinks they're just that way.

I wear new styles of clothes in every post and pose in the new trending style. But at home, I'm chilling in loose sweatshirts and drowsy pants. I need my sleep. Not like anyone's going to see.

My posts all hold me with the current trending and viral actions. But in my phone, my pictures are filled with goofy smiles and victory signs. That's just who I am.

I wear braces and show off my white teeth to the thousands of eyes watching me. But I never wear them otherwise. My crooked teeth are just how they are. Whether you like it or not.

I wear different colours of eyes lenses. A new hue each post. Sometimes cyan, or a tangy orange or maybe steel gray. But I remove them soon after the click. My thick rimmed glasses suit my bright brown eyes just the way they are. Many people find them boring but that's just how I was made.

I trim my hair and style them into bands, pouting at the camera. But when I'm with just me, I clip them up with one big 'click' and enjoy slurping my noodles in the most untidy way, making an unlady like sound. Weird? That I am.

I dip the crisps and chips in homemade mustard dips, eating slowly, one small bite at a time. That is on social media. Alone, I stuff my face, one fistful at a time and munch them with a sip of coke. Then, I proceed to lick my fingers to the point that they look clean. Disgusted by me? Go ahead. You're not the first.

It's just who I am. You can't change me. And I know that barely anyone of those people who adore my outer demeanor would like to even stay in the same room as the real me. And while I write novels and stories to the world, look at little me. The taste of the old school coffee still remains on my tongue and I scribble this away in my diary.

Not that anyone would read it.

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So, this is the 12th part!!

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