In Peace or Pieces?

Sarcasm : n. ironically scornful language.

Well Well Well, after having faced innumerable incriminating glances from victims of my sardonic urges, being held as the creator of a dialect called 'Chiragish English' (used to denote any part of the conversation that is seemingly weightless enough to drift above your head), and having somehow made significant dents in the most mammoth egos (thats actually pretty easy, considering you cannot miss if your target is a HUGE ego), my savoir faire (Chiragish version of "ability to behave appropriately; tact") has been put considerably into perspective, and I almost feel obliged to delve deeper to the obscure sources of my allegedly unapologetic sarcasm.

Many will (I really hope) agree with me when I say that sarcasm is a rather intelligent way of adding spice to a bland conversation. For instance, dosent it really get boring to have countless number of engineers moping and complaining about their indignations towards the Mumbai varsity..dosent it get boring to hear the guy next to you complain about how 'thet hout' chick walked away after listening to a list of things he thought sucked.

Lets face it man, we're a bunch of frustrated souls, given to whining about anthing that dosent 'rock' our lives. Sure, we all deserve to have our share of venting indignations, but try picturing this : Wouldnt it be great, if people dont call you a weiner every time your you're a whiner, wouldnt it be just awesome if your hot chick is actually all ears when your complaining? Of course it is, and all you need to do is just get creative with your complaints, all you really need to do is add that touch of sarcasm and touche, suddenly people actually want to hear you take digs at stuff.

PATHETIC.

After a while, people's fickleness gets to places including 'on your nerves' and 'beneath your skin'. Thts when it starts becoming a pain in any significant part of your anatomy, and you're left disillusioned..left wondering if people will ever be real. Thats when you're disgusted to know that the only thing that some people live by is cheap gossip. And slowly you find the dark humour in it. Thats when you feel pity, coz when you watch people getting hooked onto the grapevine,you're forced to imagine a piece of meat being thrown into a cage of starving dogs...And suddenly, you have something of your own to complain about, you suddenly have your own pet peeve.

But what do you do with all that apathy and angst. What do you do with all that frustration with people interfering in your life. Nope, you cant go around being rude to everyone, can you? Cmon, poor fellas just want a good gossip in their boring lives, you cant blame them..So you take that angst and turn it around, you turn it inside out, and you find a polite way to ask people to mind their own businesses..You get Sarcastic.

Suddenly, all your doing is taking a perfectly well-mannered sentence and adding a double meaning to it. And it hits somewhere it hurts. Really, all you said is a polite sentence, and people's penchant to assume the worse makes them believe you're taking a potshot at them, and you're grinning how people can have such a misplaced sense of self-importance.

Well this cures the angst at people's tendencies to intrude, and by now you know that some people will never have the mind to keep to their own businesses, so you're used to it anyways.But life has a way to throw at you what you threw at it, so new problems arise. The ones closest to you suddenly start digging out sarcasm in everything you say, and they gut hurt. So, you get hurt too..all over the same tendency of the human mind to just not let things go peacefully. So now, we'll add a bit of wisdom to the whole scenario.

You realize the down-side of conflict..of the pointlessness of a verbal battle even if you're the victor..coz you see that even if the egos have precipitated, you can still see the dents in those molten egos..dents you left wishing that some people just grew up..then you realize that there's so much scope for even you to grow..so you take the high road..coz its better to live in peace than to have others live in pieces.