You know the times when all the cells in your body want you to stop what you're doing and go ahead and do something to knock sense into someone.. (ourageous to some but meaningful to others, based on differences in perception), But your mind says "no" as your family reputation or job or facial structure is at stake and decicde against it and do nothing instead. That's when you think about that incident and wonder....I could have saved the World from this attrocity if I was not sucha coward. Hence therefore, to pacify your inner revoluionary self you choose to blog about it:
1. Like the time I landed in India, at the Ahmedabad Airport and saw my well built cab driver wearing a baby pink t-shirt with "chick rules" written on it in a darker pink (n like every other driver his name was also- Raju). Obviously Raju had no idea whats wrong with that. But I chose not too point it out, coz obviously 90% chances are that he will get offended- A un-subtle messagge that I got from his "Main hoon Don" ringtone and silver bracelets and chains and also coz I dint want to be stranded on the way in some jungle.
2. Then there was the time when my friend was shamelessly laughing out loud (FYI- not giggles but real uproaring laughter) at her wedding while her relatives weeping (I swear, I'd heard sobs)for she was leaving, her family n all her relatives
(1000 or so) n friends behind to go to a different country forever- A serious case of misplaced emotions. I understand that, you just cant cry when you're extremely happy n finally getting to get the hell out of Kuwait... but come on!!!! keeping a straight face was not so much to ask for...atleast for the sake of movie recording. There were whispers from various aunties and uncles into my ears to request her to not act that way, making a mockery of her entire clan/customs/nation, obviously I could not shake n slap her to make her cry instantly, instead I made a mental note that, When my time comes, I will watch a movie in my head, the saddest one ever!!to look sad (tere naam was shortlisted...the scene where he crawls to the temple saying that he just cant take it any more, OMG its just too sad)
3. Then there are those people, I dunno who in the world will have enough courage and strength to tell them that-“we don’t want to talk to ur infants on the phone”. It’s so mind numbingly irritating when people do that. U call n they put the receiver on their baby’s drooling mouth.n u just can’t do anything about it. Its cute n all, (only if u say so) but really!! Do u want me to strike a conversation with something like- “goo goo gaa gaa…akhu angu?” (Translated as: I dunno why my mom/dad put me through this?) by saying- “hooba hooba akhu gee gee goo gaa?” (Translated as: I dunno why I call your Looney parents?). Please don’t do this to us, especially not on international calls n especially not when your kids can’t even form words. May be I don’t get it coz I don’t have enough motherly feelings for this yet and most happiness I get is from sales and paintball. Hence, I choose to be a silent sufferer with ocassional "Aaww" (translated as AArgh!!")
4. Have you met them?? These people who always and forever say: "I am so busy" over n over again. My question to you is :
Q1 If you are so busy how do you get the time to say "am busy" over n over again?? and
Q2 How is it possible. if you are so busy doing things all the time, How come it never gets over? (either you are doing it wrong or you have no idea what you r doing).
Q3 Do u think u r God or something?
I have decided to compeletely ignore the likes of you coz when you say "I am so busy" it kind of makes me look like the loser who has nothing to do, obviously not so much of a boost for my self respect. And have to mention that, I have exceptional time management skills.
5.The next category of ppl,"the aunties" who try to hint some double meaning dirty talk all the time....like for example..they ask- ( Note: Am being decent with the examples)
A. "Did your fiance call...whats he saying??" followed by a wink and an uncalled for short act on wht he must've said and how I must 've reacted..or
B. "have u prepared for dubai?" in a husky voice and the worst one
C. "hows your Fiancehhh" with an elbow poke.
I am sorry aunty for you make me uncomfortable and I badly want to scream "stop it Aunty!!!" Instead the wiser thing to do is to silently pray that they find their next victim soon real soon.
I hope all of you mentioned above are reading and will get a hint. And please take no offence...am only a very keen observer of "Disturbing Human Behaviour" continuously trying to provide contributions towards the betterment of the society. Also,I allow this blog post to be used as refernce for Psycho-analytical studies or by the Law Enforcement looking out for newer torture techniques.
