The kind of you,there.
It will pass.
It always was.
I know it’s not just a regular night where you had a way to pass through the dilemmas. It’s one of those nights where you play this effing game called “What’s my worth,after all?”
You have been resilient enough to stay away from it most of the times but we are social animals after all.
Always craving for appreciation. And things don’t go north if you’re unable to match up with certain social standards. The standards which define one’s status.
It’s one of those nights which is pulling you in,messing with your head,throwing judgments after judgments.
HEY HEY HEY! NOT YET. LET ME RAGE.
Don’t go around calculating your worth and what you’re worth for,YET.
I have something to say to you and to the lot like you.
Saw how they make memes on your ‘kind’. Saw how they troll,mock you for one
simple thing you didn’t do : Fit in the very world of social mockery.
Yes,you haven’t watched “GAME OF THRONES” yet. Big deal,because watching GOT and not talking about the deaths,spoilers and the recently changed profile pictures can hurt your status..your social status.
And you haven’t even watched a single episode. BIG FUCKING DEAL.
Your feed is flooding with the posts,you see your best friend(sort of) tagging somebody else and that somebody is engaged in 121 comments with your mate.They are exchanging convos you don’t understand.You are feeling little devoid from the attention you didn’t want your entire life.Yes,you’re jealous for time being.
Saw how you avoid cliches. Yeah,the ones that start with “Am I the only one who hasn’t watched a single..”
But you sink everything and everybody and pass on to your ultimate resort : YouTube. Heard you like listening to songs of different genre. Youtubing covers is your favourite time-pass.
So afterall,121 comments weren’t enough for you to be a fit in.
You made your ‘kind’ proud.
Your kind is the best kind.
Yes,you prefer cricket over football. You aren’t aware of the different football leagues around the world.
As a matter of fact,the only three things you know about football are : BRAZIL,MESSI,RONALDO.
You see people losing their calm over Messi/Ronaldo debate,bringing up stats including terminology which goes over your head.
One smart-ass asks you about “offside” rule daily.
You don’t have a Chelsea T-shirt with HAZARD written over it.
Number 10 and 7 belongs to Sachin and Dhoni for you.Names like LM10 and CR7 doesn’t excite you much.
You prefer the term GOD over G.O.A.T. In the midst of all the outrage and fuming,the only serene entity was you.
Also,the only “uncool” entity as far as the football demigods chirping prevails.
But your coolhead was intact as ever even if it took a bit of ignorance.
So,yes,you were the coolest among the lot.
You always were.
The brands never had the audacity to attract you much. An iphone mirror selfie had nothing to do with class.
You questioned the idea of giving importance to “THINGS” which people didn’t even earn themselves.
You didn’t have a thing for any sort of materialism.
That smirk when they offered you a ciggarette to which you kindly refused, wasn’t enough to question your
choices. You were a let down amongst parties which involved alcohol. It was funny for you to see how everyone tried their damning best to show :
“HEY,I AM THE BIGGEST POTHEAD”
In all of this, you never questioned your boldness.
You were the boldest.
You always have been.
What makes you a standout amongst the crowd is that you never judge. It was okay for you after all the yapping
and gibberish talks they were spilling. It may not look like direct bullying but the feeling of segregation could
have got you. These little things could have added up in the form of mass denial but guess who was real in the
virtual fight of status?
You never tried to fit in.You never made an attempt to become a TV show buff or a fake football fanatic.
It was okay for you if people were smokers,drinkers and party swaggers.
You didn’t judge them for their materialistic approach.
YOU DIDN’T TURN INTO A BULLY YOURSELF.
So,let this anxiety pass for there are more beautiful nights to come. And if its too much to take in; Rant.
It helps sometimes.People don’t really change,they won’t.Ever.
So yeah,be the truest version of yourself for there isn’t anything more classy than that.
It always was.