mamma always used to tell me, "Mamon. eto kothin hote nei..ektu norom hote hoe. meyeder shokto howa shobha deye na."
i never agreed on it..because, i never could pretend. ever. and this trait runs in the family---or, oops! a lil bit of trivia involving the indian societal customs here is mandatory. according to our great societal norms as laid down by some so-called "wise men" eons ago, the "family" clearly defines ONLY the lineage from the "father's" side. so, now, coming back to my point, the above mentioned trait in focus, that runs n throbs in the veins of everyone belonging to my father's side of the "family". crude may be the description, and horribly skewed and frighteningly biased too (the gender discrimination cell must be having a field day!), but it remains TRUE.
i guess, i'm pretty much hard on people i interact with. blunt. brash. rude. and all other adjectives of the similar connotations. and that is something i proclaim proudly on the very outset. but yet, surprisingly and at times annoyingly people dun agreee. (i'll come to the "annoying" part of it, a lil later.) i can fully understand them having these sorta views on the day 1 of the associations, well, the male chivalry obviously needs to play a part..rule of nature. but even after prolonged associations, when these views dun change, that is where it turns annoying.
a certain Doc came up with an eerily accurate description of me. and also, a fact abt me which he was not very pally of. but he doesnt disregard me for that. he tried and still tries to find out a way around it. he "respects" it.
a significant "someone", loved me for that fact. n still does.
and, for his sweetheart, my "grounding force-----> akalmand buddhu" tells me to give a damn to the rest of the world, whoever they may be, for he knows what i am, n thats all that matters.
but i can never be the soft one. i can never pretend.
call me bad (sic).
i never agreed on it..because, i never could pretend. ever. and this trait runs in the family---or, oops! a lil bit of trivia involving the indian societal customs here is mandatory. according to our great societal norms as laid down by some so-called "wise men" eons ago, the "family" clearly defines ONLY the lineage from the "father's" side. so, now, coming back to my point, the above mentioned trait in focus, that runs n throbs in the veins of everyone belonging to my father's side of the "family". crude may be the description, and horribly skewed and frighteningly biased too (the gender discrimination cell must be having a field day!), but it remains TRUE.
i guess, i'm pretty much hard on people i interact with. blunt. brash. rude. and all other adjectives of the similar connotations. and that is something i proclaim proudly on the very outset. but yet, surprisingly and at times annoyingly people dun agreee. (i'll come to the "annoying" part of it, a lil later.) i can fully understand them having these sorta views on the day 1 of the associations, well, the male chivalry obviously needs to play a part..rule of nature. but even after prolonged associations, when these views dun change, that is where it turns annoying.
a certain Doc came up with an eerily accurate description of me. and also, a fact abt me which he was not very pally of. but he doesnt disregard me for that. he tried and still tries to find out a way around it. he "respects" it.
a significant "someone", loved me for that fact. n still does.
and, for his sweetheart, my "grounding force-----> akalmand buddhu" tells me to give a damn to the rest of the world, whoever they may be, for he knows what i am, n thats all that matters.
but i can never be the soft one. i can never pretend.
call me bad (sic).
