#justanything

Being the most eloquent self or just abuse and get over it?

Eloquence is a great to have in speech. I would like to be more eloquent in my speech.

About abuse or profanity, aren’t we rather being sweet? By not speaking ‘eloquently’ of the bads the person has done? Aren’t we cutting them slack by not describing their negatives?

When you know you have a sibling that speaks. And tends to take over a conversation with people by mockingly speaking of all the ills in an impassive tone. That’s when she is known as the mother in law.

Maybe the person does this without knowing their effortless attempts of mockery. Mostly just believe its called teasing.

when I came late after school, i told my parents i was just roaming around. And they doubted the fuck out of me. I had gone to meet my boyfriend. They say you are not lying to us but to yourself. But i was only lying to them because clearly I didnt want to fall in dipshit quoting to be with a guy. Not that I didn't fall into shit. But that would be a major issue. That was me being smart to not let myself fall into more shit but just handle the existing one. Going for an English movie, 2.0 Dolby speakers, working its best to convey the whispers correctly. And this one is so important, it’s the crux for the following story in the film. But it didn't come through clearly, speakers didn't convey it to my ears and there aren’t any subtitles. Now I know what deaf people suffer through movies without subtitles.  But I try. So now I just hang around, ordering a pizza slice that gets delivered inside the theatre to the seat. Hog it with eyes immersed into the 70mm screen but clearly consumed more by stuffing food. Intermission After the break, another pizza is delivered by the waiter and now everyone around is judging. But only two people are sitting to my sides and that I can live with.

Continue to hog while eyes stuck to the screen with occasional glances to the sighs in my side in response to the film. I’m still hanging, get up to head to the washroom and maybe order another slice. In the wash decided I've had enough of it (you decide of what). Come back into the theatre, grab my bag and make a move to the exit. I go as I came. Filled with content in my stomach. Heading home, my cousin asks how was the movie, 'It was good, but they dragged it a bit with him going around buying repair tools and getting disturbing flashbacks of his childhood. But ok', I say in an impassive tone. And here I believed this is it for the movie how much of a difference could it make really, I spoke of the movie that now for the first time I put in words asserting its qualities understood by me.  Now who is lying to themselves? I never made an effort to know what the character story contained or the hit. The movie was You Were Never Really Here directed by Lynne Ramsay.  The first level of unheard message cuts the flow of concentration like an umbilical cord. Unless you have some interest in the actor you would stick to know what's happening. By now you are just passively taking it in without the slightest knowledge of what is going on. And if something resonates I catch up with that and make it the focus.  This was a guy in my neighbouring seat I spoke of in first person. He judged me for not standing up for the national anthem, because the only patriotism flowing out of me is when its called for. Its all about just to keep oneself consumed, whether its primarily stuffing food into the mouth and passively watching the screen or its Modi's tweet about no Congressmen going to meet Bhagat Singh during his jail time. And now I am consumed in looking it up if someone did. In a voting venue, in Karnataka people were asked what are they looking for, they answered a change. Particularly not the same as Siddaramaiah did but clearly anyone who brings a change.  That can be good, get our roads fixed and make a proper drainage system. Just clear my route because I have other problems I will be occupied throughout in the day. And BJP gets to have a clear majority in the election against other parties.