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The not-so-rare pleasure…

In life, I’ve had the not-so-rare pleasure of meeting a certain category of people whom I can only term as … I dunno what but something nasty, preferably. These individuals had fixed ideas on people, women, behaviour etc. and tried their level best, through different means, to make me feel awkward, uneasy and bad for being what I was. They tried to break my spirit through different means, backbiting and bitching being two of the commonly adopted methods. By the way, the term *bitching* suits men so well that it’s unfair to classify it as a feminine trait. These people had fixed concepts on communication, what it means and what it really means. At one point in life, I started viewing myself through the eyes of these sad folks and almost hated myself. They literally dented my temperament, my confidence, my self-worth.

Well, to all those miserable creatures: May you live long, huddled sadly under your blankets, only dreaming of that perfect understanding and companionship! May your spirit always cower, in dark corners and seedy chat rooms! May you realise that it’s the free spirit and confidence that you crave for, which will never be yours…that which is mine. May you remain exactly as you are… stupid, miserable, small-minded creatures.