Out loud

I have been awake all night watching my favourite series and anticipating good things. I just burned my finger last night and it is a painfully happy experience. I feel alive. Before I proceed to do the other activities of the day, which sort of remind me that this day is going to be a long one, I have made up my mind to write about a not so good experience and since it is 5.41 in the morning, there is nothing and noone who can probably interrupt my actions. So it is about this old guy, who thinks that he is not old, and has been trying to or rather verbally molesting me for quite some time now. I have been waiting for the right opportunity to confirm my doubts about this moron and no I was not stupid to wait for sometime before doing something. Well, let's just say, this man thinks I am easy because I look timid and sweet and weak ( I curse my deceptive look)to most, but what he does not know is that I have had such experience earlier in my life and stood against it at a time when there was probably noone to believe in what I had to say but today I am thankful for that. Now when someone throws you continuous hints as to why your relationship with a man should be more than just professional even if it is not needed, just makes you the kind of woman you need to become to shock their convictions. So I finally spoke up, managed to insult him in front of his students, ( oh, did I just say he is a professor and I know him since it is at his place that I teach English as a private tutor),denied him his ' authoritative ' voice. What I could not do was to give him a standing ovation of my tallest finger. Please don't hold any two thoughts, since it was out of sheer pity for the moron. The word moron reminds me of the number of morons I usually deal with, in a day, regularly. In college there are self- centered Orthodox morons, in my hostel the morons are graduates in moronic behaviour, and there are other morons who don't even know that they are morons. Well I will just point out one example. You can laugh and judge. So there is this woman in our class who on hearing from me that I particularly think a certain poem, which she finds very intetesting, to be the single most boring poem I have ever come across, takes it too personally and tells me to keep my personal and professional ideas separately. Well, well I was not trying to bestow my opinion on anyone, I was sharing it. I told her that and then we both got angry at each other, I behaved more rudely than her and I apologized too, because I have manners and I have a conscience that tells me I am better than many and a simple sorry will not only lighten my mind and stop it from getting distracted, but will also save a faltering relation for a year or so. And hopefully my business with her, will be over by then. Then there are people who think I won't get what is cooking inside their minds, but let's just say I pretend out of some necessities and I should be paid for it because one, I hate pretending. Two, I am pretending against my wishes. Friend ships are rare and bipolar attitude towards it is not acceptable. One cannot come and go as they like, fitting it according to ones mood swings and schedules. Even the best of friends become selfish and self centred. Hence I rarely make friends. I will treasure the few that I have and the better that might come along later. And also judging has become a trend. No offence meant. I am myself very judgmental but then I always have concrete reasons to back them up. People judge because they are insecure about others. This is insane. The reason that I say I am better than many.