An autobiography

'Oh no, oh no, oh no..!!!'

'Not again...'

'Please, Hridhya. Can't you give it a rest?'

'Where the hell are you, Hridhya?'

These were the most commonly heard words wherever I went. However, some people seemed to think that I was the main reason for many unnecessary things happening around me. As a little girl, I was naughty and careless. Many kids of my age were like that at the time. But like Vaikkom Muhammed Basheer said, I kept getting blamed for things that were mostly due to others.. And got beaten up too... Sometimes for no reason at all... But some other times, I narrowly escaped getting scolded for leading a group of cousins to all mischieves...

Why did I get blamed? What were the mischieves that we were upto? Well, that's an awful lot of plays and foul plays... And that's the story of my life. Wanna know what these plays were? Or the fouls in them? Well, Come back again... I'll tell you a story. Perhaps the story of every human, the story of every Indian, the story of every girl born...