Ever since I could remember, or how photos made me remember, I had the perennial dark rings around my eyes. I didn't skip sleep hours then as much as I do now. These dark rings, or bags, around my eyes weren't as prominent before. It was never a problem, really. They only got worse when I started getting less sleep than I should have, what with all the stuff happening as I started in college. Eye bags, fine.
I only started asking why or how I got them in the first place. Genetics was the easiest leeway, but I wasn't very convinced, see. People, including my family (and especially my dad) used to (and still do) tease me that I look bumbay (Indian) because of my dark and round eyes. It was even amusing that I found out about a popular Bollywood star named Celina Jaitley, whose first name mirrors mine. Anyway, don't get me wrong, I never found it offensive when they teased me. Sometimes it's really funny how even I get convinced that maybe I am of Indian lineage somehow.
Exhibit A, B, and C, Celina Jaitley.
NOT EVEN CLOSE. LOL! I could die laughing at my weirdness. Hahaha.
Tonight, though, I found out the biggest and most amusing shock of my 19 years of living. (Fine, that was a little exaggerated. But I really was dumbstruck and speechless.) While my folks and I were having our regular small talk over dinner, my brother reported that we were, somehow, of Indian descent. I laughed at the idea but to my (big) surprise, my mom affirmed. Turns out, my maternal grandfather's parents were Spanish- and Indian-Filipino in lineage. I feel like a semi-halo-halo. LOL.
And who would have thought that the joke has been a reality all this time? Certainly not me!
