I've always been socially challenged...
and shy and words do not come to me easily. But today I dare to write some experiences of my life.
This incidence happened to me when I was in 5th or 6th grade. I was at a party and as usual my parents, being parents, were trying to present me to my relatives. I am generally shy,so I run away from my parents at those parties/marriages to avoid meeting more people, but at that time my mother caught me and introduced me to some aunt. Then she asked me, in front of all relatives, to touch her feet.
I've always been unable to explain to myself why I did, what I did,after that, but here's what happened. I touched my aunt's feet and then told her that I was doing so, just because my mother had told me to. And then, to my horror, all relatives standing nearby started laughing to the apparent insult I had just delivered to my aunt. (just to be clear she wasn't really my aunt... but a very distant relative). And I was beraded, after this incident, by my parents for being rude to all people I meet.
After thinking about that incident for some years of my life I've been able to partially explain why I insulted my aunt like that and not get the embarassement of being presented to my relatives over with quickly, by extending her the simple courtesy of touching her feet.
Back then I had the notion that touching a person's feet was a courtesy only for elders. So actually I had told my aunt that, although I am touching your feet ,even when I do not know you, I do not take this courtesy lightly and reserve it only for people for whom I have deep respect. But sadly the words did not come out right and I was laughed at and then scolded ,by my parents, for being rude to relatives, for the rest of my teenage.
So after all these years I've been able to explain the reason for my plight. I was taking a simple courtesy,too seriously.
I'm still in the process of explaining many more of my erratic behaviours, and improving my presentability to society. Hopefully, I will be successful some day.
