No I won’t. Naah. Staying awake till midnight (in my city) only to be prompted to play pranks. Are we kids? Tomorrow if they tell us to play ‘Ringa Ringa Roses’, how in the world are all of us global writers going to do that – hopping around the whole vast planet earth?
But who am I to get annoyed? I should be the last person to do so because, if I seriously think of it, I’ve already been playing pranks with you all, my dear readers. I have already fooled you once. In fact have done that ever since I opened this Word Press ID of mine. You know me by a particular name. Are you sure I am who you think I am? Why did you believe me in the first place? I had a URL by a genuine name of a female who genuinely exists in this world and has a real face so you easily believed I am A.G. A person who puts up her real name and real picture has to be genuine. Far from it.
The fact is, I am a very well known ‘celebrity’ – this is how you always refer to me as. In real life I can’t step out of my house without being noticed or my kid being picturized. Day and night I was tired of trying to be my original self, the real KK. But nobody lets me be me. One look at my Facebook Page and you can see how the world swoons at my feet. I soon got tired of putting up pictures that drove people to leave their important tasks and write comments on my page. I know, people love me for all possible reasons. And hate me sometimes.
But deep in my heart I felt a need to leave those reasons behind and hide myself from the world. And yet I wanted to be out in public in some way as I am highly addicted to public life. Therefore one day I decided to write. I am not known to be a writer, right? I thus became a new person whom nobody suspects to be me. I didn’t want to have a pseudo picture of a monster, a zebra or a flower as my gravatar. A real face, a real name of an Indian lady very well suited my needs. Voila! No one ever suspected. Did ya?
Adorning a new persona gave me a new feel about myself as I slowly became what I was born to be like – a thinker, a sensitive female like any other, a normal everyday kind of person – who is not merely popular due to her bags and back-age, I mean baggage. I left them out of this blog.
And hey! Surprisingly, you all accepted me in my new avatar. Here on Word Press you like me for very different reasons. You like me for my meaningful words and deep thoughts. Even though the number of followers on this simple blog of mine are not even 1/1000th of the number of followers I have in other social media where I carry my real KK image, but still…who cares!! I am happy like this. At least you all, my fellow bloggers on creative Daily Prompt, meaningful Photo Challenge/s and very friendly Haiku Challenge, are genuine.
You all are my faithful followers but you aren’t after my beauty, money or sophistication. Love it here!! My point is, there are skinny people all around the world dying of hunger and I sincerely feel you gals and guys shouldn’t be so obsessed about the constant stream of news related to my body size and weight, my contoured nose, my personal relationships, about the ifs and butts of my life. Please please don’t ape me. Donate the money that you intend to spend on buying ridged leggings. Just because I wore them? Give these £1075 to some legless human being. (sob!).
Honestly, ever since I started writing at Word Press, my inner sensitive soul, my conscience has woken up towards the physical and emotional ailments of other flesh and bones people on this earth.
Till today I had been living with huge feelings of guilt, about hiding my true self from my dear readers for so long. This April Fool’s Day prompt brought out my truth. Hope you won’t desert me after knowing the reality.
Please promise you will stay with me and always read what my inner heart wants to write!!. Moreover, don’t you think I too need true friends in life, like all of you here?
My very honest response to The Daily Prompt: Fool Me Once
It’s April 1st! Pull a fast one — publish a post that gently pranks your readers.