I mistake my shyness for humility. I am not as humble as I think. Most times, it is my inability to stand in the limelight that prevents me from being flamboyant. It is not because of some noble trait I have. I want to get noticed. I want to be praised. I want to be the centre of attention sometimes, but I can’t. I don’t have it in me to be the star everyone revolves around, but I want to be. I want to be admired from afar. Up close, I am awkward and weird.

     I mistake my awkwardness for shyness. I want to be at the centre stage, but I don’t want to be seen like that. I am a vessel of contradiction. Wanting and not wanting. Mixed feelings. Nothing breeds awkwardness more than not understanding what I am feeling. My body struggles with not kno...

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