Miss Miffed

When I was in school and college, I looked older than I was, and this served me well, because it perfectly complemented the sternness that lurks just beneath my dimples. Now, however, in my Bombay coastal outfit of shorts and floral skirts with tees, shorter hair and sandals, I find I’m taken for practically a child, and irritatingly often. Just last night, a couple of campus security-men told me off for trying to scale a low building, and told me to be off to my dorm or they’d talk to my department. I tried to quell them with a stern detached glare, but they just shooed me on with windmill arms. Most miffed.

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