The Wrong Fit.

I hope that you enjoy reading this post on the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where eleven of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by Will. The ten other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, Padmum, Paul, Rohit,Shackman, The Old Fossil and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!

I tried to find out if there is any difference between Wrong Fit and Misfit and could not find any and shall therefore proceed with writing about misfits.

Online dictionary has these definitions.

mis·fit (msft, ms-ft)

1. Something of the wrong size or shape for its purpose.
2. One who is unable to adjust to one’s environment or circumstances or is considered to be disturbingly different from others.

1. a person not suited in behaviour or attitude to a particular social environment
2. something that does not fit or fits badly

1. to fit badly.
2. something, as a garment, that fits badly.
3. a person who is not suited or is unable to adjust to a situation:

And, I shall concentrate on the person who is a misfit. I do so, because I am an amazing misfit. Let us for the moment take a diversion and talk about the other members of the LBC. Each one, including those who do not write can claim to be misfits in his/her own environment. But all these misfits converge on one topic each Friday and write about one topic and you will immediately understand why each is a misfit but will applaud all of them for that single minded obsession with writing that Friday LBC post. Take me this Friday. I have a thousand other things to attend to and am rushing with this so that I can attend to those rather less important matters.

I come from a community called Tamil Brahmins affectionately called the Tambrams. As per the Hindu law books and religious scriptures, Brahmins were expected to lead a spiritual life and devote their lives either to the study and propagation of Vedas and Hindu scriptures or function as temple or household priests. You can straight away see that I am a misfit there.

The vast majority of Tambrams live in Tamil Nadu, and they consider me as a misfit because I live outside Tamil Nadu. They also consider me a misfit because I married outside our community and that too a Christian.

Life has decided that I live in Maharashtra, one of the states in India. Since I am not a Maharashtrian by ancestry, but only by birth, I am considered a misfit by those who claim to be so through ancestry.

At almost all social occasions, I am a misfit because I am a teetotaler and a vegetarian.

I can go on in this vein ad infinitum and for that I will be considered a misfit for using latin in an English sentence.

But the most important reason why I am a misfit is because, I have to go to a special shop to buy ready made clothes as I am a misfit in the regular stores which do not keep clothes in stock for the extra large.

If all that was not enough, I am also considered to be a misfit for a totally different reason. The image below explains why.
dead and stupid

20 thoughts on “The Wrong Fit.”

  1. Grannymar is right. Clever answer. Ever the diplomat. Since she didn’t put you right despite her credentials as a seamstress I shall.

    Whatever your dictionary says: In colloquial English a ‘misfit’ is a person who doesn’t fit whichever environment they find themselves in. When trying on shoes or clothes I’d never say to a shop assistant: “Sorry, this a misfit”. Sounds so, well, pretentious. If I went to a tailor and the dress hangs off me like an oversized coat on a scarecrow I’d say: “It’s the wrong fit.”. Doesn’t matter. Who wants to quibble over the unimportant and detail? Other than myself. That’s why few things in my life jar. Neither do I have many clothes.

    So, dear Ramana, if you see yourself as a misfit – fine. Take comfort: As long as you fit into your clothes and stick to orange juice you will not be arrested for ‘drunken and disorderly’.

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  2. you are a misfit because you are the sean connery of INDIA!!!
    i like the message in the black box.
    my first LOL of the day.
    happy weekend rummy!
    but then . . . for those of us misfits who are retired . . .
    it’s just another glorious two days!
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  3. I’m a total misfit. We all are to some extent.
    As you I have always been a teetotaler. (Does it count that when I remember I take a gulp of cheap red wine ’cause it’s good for the heart.)
    Also like you I’m a vegetarian –at least now I am. (Does it count that I take a bite of Tom’s meat ’cause it’s too good not to.)

  4. My wife says that I mix very well & get on with people, but I feel like a misfit in crowds & in town or city. I don’t feel right away from my forest. I think people feel that I am different. Some have mentioned to my family that they find me scary!!! I don’t see this when I look in the mirror.
    Regards, Keith.

  5. On reflection, the world may be populated by misfits. I am a misfit big way as well. Only recently I started to like it. Maybe I am special like we all are in our ways? Being a misfit allows you to do strange things others cannot do.
    There was a serial Fawlty Towers with Manuel from Barcelona. Whenever he did something crazy, the explanation would follow : He is from Barcelona! This fully justified the behaviour of Manuel.
    I use it myself when I want to do something not done in Poland or Australia. I may say: “Well, I am from Poland” or “I am from Australia”. It works both ways, acceptance of a maverick can be felt. So being a misfit can be fun and even useful.

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