Anger…
Finally, some inspiration to talk about an irritation. Its been rather drab lately. Never would I have imagined I would be SO caught in the middle of one of the discrepancies to social strata which I so often bitch about. Its raw. Its harsh. Anger is something which I have had a firm reign on for many years of my life. However, recently, I feel that on a personal level as well as generally, anger is something that seems to be more and more expressive in nature. Personally, my control, upon careful analysis, was greatly diminished by those commanders who I had in BMT. This was a year ago. I ain’t no saint. Those fellows would scream about nothing- im so sorry if you guys had rifles rammed up your asses the night before and in this case the following scenario ceases to apply, oh and as a peice of advice layer on the rifle oil a little more so that you don’t scream like pussies for no apparent reason, i know abbrasions can be bitches. And cause of their screaming I wanna shout back wanting to know what the hell the problem is cause i doubt an unpolished boot can be the one big loophole the enemy finds in our defences. But, knowing better i scream in my head- i don’t hear voices k. Finally, it breaks down my resistance, I become a pistol who fires off at random events that on hindsight don’t seem that important anyway.
So what is so dangerous about this uncontrolled anger. Well, firstly, it does not allow you to think much. Given the fact that many of us hardly think anyway, or convince ourselves that we do- really guys its not working- this added reduction is definately not necessary. All we do is spew some verbal diarrhea that makes us feel orgasmic for about 3 seconds before we realise the weight of the words that we have just spoken. And it gets worse when these words injure others. It just reaches a scenario where both individuals feel bad. Not only must you kill the bugger, make sure you make him witness his own castration before he passes.It is painful.
The other problem is that getting angry is not independent. What you say shall reek havoc uponyou. Most of the times, we aint got many people who give the other cheek when you slap them. Most would impale you on your butt cheek. It just leads to the other party giving his view of the circumstances and most of the time i doubt this is to the advantage of the angery party. All that happens is that the other shows completely how little regard he has for the latter and this cycle just goes on till one stops or as I have seen many a time more effectively cries. Given the fact that I am an indian, the blood in my veins refutes discretion when I am angered and puts it on auto mode so basically you get a weapon of mass destruction(not my bloody breath).
Another problem associated with the anger is the failure of the relationship itself, be it temporary or permanent. We don’t exactly take kindly to insults, be it intended or not, unless the insult was in Zulu or something. So, basically there is this lag period of proper ties as we try to size why the other had made such a comment and whether it was true or not. Of course since each of us is always right, the other person is a real bastard for spewing malicious lies and he will be held in the wrong light until you either think this is all to childish(fat hopes) or the guy was just talking rubbish so let it be and get on with life. So, guys next time you wanna shoot your mouth think first. Wait, its a little difficult. Just dont talk for a bout a minute and then adress the damn issue. Its not such an important thing and if you do feel it is vital to bruise a persons ego there are better was to do it.
