They are candid and rude
Every time, I was promoted to a new standard, I was joyous about the achievement of my life. But, as I was heading towards early adulthood and was pre-informed that final exams (CBSE boards) will decide my future, I was keenly subsiding my excitement about heading off to another grade (a high level that resulted in being old enough to step up to fulfill my parents unaccomplished status).
Let me narrate incidents where hormones were uncontrollable in some of my friends that claimed that they were mature enough to scan people in seconds.
It was a dizzy day and my school was high on co-curricular activities. The students of my class were super-vigilant and aware of their master roles in social events. Leaders are pre-assumptiously powerful and knowledgeable so, I was reprimanded for not following rules and missing practices. I have no clue, whether their leadership skills wanted an occasion to display unexposed dominance or were they seriously concerned about making a hideous event a huge success.
So, the head of the clan (as I described earlier in my non-storytelling mode) walks up to me, she is short; no, not 5’1 or 5’3 but much smaller than that, both mentally and physically. I am great in creating lame excuses and being diplomatic for no reasons but being under the company of ‘brutally honest’ peeps, I have converted uncertain hostilities into compliments. The girl preaches the severity of the event and screams ‘nahi aana that toh itna attitude kyun dikha rahi thi’ (if you were not interested in coming then why were you displaying attitude to me). The next three days, I was devasted and reached out to every well-informed teacher and asked the difference between attitude and ego. But, karma was power and not a bitch when it was favourable. Soon, my history teacher scolded her cunning ‘attitude’.
This was one of the many instances where I have been exposed to verbal brutality and why I have mentioned it, the answer lies with every I-am-considerate-about-their-feelings-so-I-must-stay-quiet peoples who have had firsthand experience in dealing with condescending individuals or groups. Also, bullying falls into this broad category of explosive hatred.
As I have grown older and divulged myself into the pathway of learning moral values, I have identified that people who say they are ‘straightforward’ or ‘frank’ often misinterpret these definitions as being rude and cruel. I find it absurd. What’s more surprising is that my friends say it aloud that they are brutally honest and straightforward and continuously hurt others and later, cover their wickedness under this informal and barbarous term.
The other day, I was attending my regular classes on zoom and one of my friends (again) contemptuously remarks that she feels frustrated when things are messed up and people tend to react diplomatically to haywire activities (indirectly pointing to every I-am-considerate-about-their-feelings-so-I-must-stay-quiet peoples).
Alas, I don’t have to waste few inches of the screen by adding a moral to an already explanative jibe. You know, what’s interesting, it takes thousands of suicides due to depression (out of which most are caused by cold-heartedness and ruthless personalities and experiences that involve such sorties) to make these already a part of the ‘team’ realize that generosity is necessary. So, I plead with my hands and feet together that upload candid’s on Instagram and in yourself but be aware of the way this will channelize your reactions, be gratifying in explaining those mistakes or your it-is-a-thing-which-can-be-rude in an explainable way.
