Showing posts with label moods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moods. Show all posts

Friday, September 30, 2016

The Art of Bitching

We meet at least one person in a day who is speaking about somebody but hey not in a good way.
For example: we hear fellow employees of our firms talk,

’He doesn’t know anything properly and orders around like he is the manager. He is our TL (team Lead) not our boss’.

‘She needs the report by today itself. She doesn’t have senses or what? How will we complete it by today? She keeps on wasting time and when deadline comes she starts her drama.’

‘How many times I have told him, he is dumb! You know what he tells me he needs more time, how long will he take who knows, we need the work done in first place and not excuses.’

‘Our manager only knows excel sheets, he is good for nothing He has no idea what is going on in the team.’

It's an Art


We have been in situations where we hear people talk about other people at their backs and witness the same people smile along when in front of them. We have been quiet spectators of the act done knowingly, out of frustration or vengeance. We have also been one of them once in a blue moon.

Oh no! Don’t you say you have never ever done bitching behind their backs, yes you have, you just don’t accept it. It’s acceptable in society, it’s a part of human nature, and we do it without a drop of guilt hanging from our mouths when we speak. It provides contentment, brings relief to our contracting synapses and lets us release a kind of stress or frustration we accumulate inside due to other person’s non-sensible acts.

It better be released by the medium of mouth else it might take the form of revenge through other means.

How many people take revenge? How many?

NO I am not talking about shooting her in the head, but taking an appealing opportunity to deliberately let the person be at a minor loss or little harm.

Everyone!

Nature of Homo sapiens is funny though. We trust and drop in few words in unknown ears, clearing the blockage in our heads but creating one in the heads of those, who are desperately thinking how to let loose of this useless information that they just heard. Say it to whosoever it was intended for!

‘I guess you better know what he told about you last night.’

‘She doesn’t think good of you.’

Wooo-OW! You know what is the best part that comes next?....................SPICES!!

Let me, a no one guarantee you that they play a game of Chinese Whispers where either they end up saying all the extra things to pep up the words they heard from here and there. Or they merely say the exact words that had heard from here and there. This ends up making a hot, spicy khichdi! (please google it).

So now, person X, who told something about person Z to person Y, is in accusation as person Y has told person Z, something too much or a bit too less, probably more than just a, b, c, d, probably the alphanumeric characters too ( # % $ @..) which were never meant or said by person X.

Poor person X; Who knows who takes revenge on whom now?

In another interesting twist: It comes to Person X’s knowledge, what raita(check google)  has been spread by Person Y and Person X is deeply hurt because X confided in Y.

Some people take revenge through words, other do it through deeds while others show it through their work. The last one is the best way out because the first two really waste your time and energy.

Just do it and let your success make noise. Mind You! It’s an applied methodology and the results are promising! Just really mind your own good business.

Person Y would be foolish enough if he/she still trusts you back and they will, because you really didn’t go with the mainstream way of revenge.

Bitching is an art after all, everyone does it. Not everyone can end it well.

Not everyone can end it well





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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

All That Is Me



Floating in the vacuum where there is not a sound
Letting all lose, nothing shall make me bound
I am my own master, I am the slave
I gather my angels, while I dig my own grave
The devil rocks beside me in the chair
While I laugh with vituperation, I stare
The angel sits next to my soul
I am born, every moment, I die as a whole
I release my breath, the wisps of air
I scoff at the time that runs in despair
I shoot the eagles that fly often too high
I bend and touch the ground, beneath which I will lie
I throw the diamonds, I melt the gold
I become my own as I manifold
I trance to the levels that I knew long ago
Layers beneath my skin follow the flow
I am but not, I am a serene spirit
Stiff in the moment yet I get a drift
Pushed by the seconds, the ticks of the clock
Sway as I stay ahead of the moron flock
Catch me if you may
If you dare to touch my fire
Smoke I am, uplifted by desire
Parted by ways and born with benign
Yet devil in my left eye and right without a vision
Shadows of the stars hollow their dust in me
Ah! Pixels of love I am and all that I will be

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

I am a Change







Finally, I see past the mystic cloud of my ever altering personality as to who I really am. I am a change!


 I will walk in elegance at one place while shaking my legs at other. I will be sarcastic one moment and make a puppy face the other. I will love like never before and hate equally fiercely. I will be gentle with my company while scratch others with my well maintained talons..haha!


Yes, that is me. No, I don’t have mood swings yet I am a rainbow of myriad colours. I paint, I dance, I write, I sing and I am whatever I like not for any XYZ but for me. Sometimes I am sad, sometimes I cry where no one sees me other times I will infest my surroundings with these poisonous self-developed reverberations of happiness! 


Trying out something new, experimenting with my moods and my acceptance to the outside world, and constantly changing my reactions to being unexpectedly calm to otherwise repellent stimuli are few things that I discovered lately happening in life.


The silence was never more welcoming, though, and I would prefer that instead of a hustle bustle. A jungle with the sound of cricket is more pleasing than a continuous honk of vehicles. Yes, I want to discover places around me, but what fun is there in the expected. I don’t plan, or plan for the least bit. Change is abrupt and so be it, unexpected and surprising.


No matter how much fakes surrounds the globe and how many masks people wear, I am honest with myself. I don’t do harm to anyone and that’s what makes me going, truth.


No matter how many mistakes I have done, I have always given myself space to improve and make a better person out of myself. Though this doesn’t deter me from making much more because it is always a new experience in making a new, a new learning, and a threshold to another side of a lesson of life. I have made blunders, regretted over them but yeah moved on.


I know there is a long way to go ahead and this journey is going to be remarkable! I trust my instincts and they guide me right.



Listen to the Voice of World;The Whisper of Universe: I Speak a Different Language