A Little Less Conversation

I’m sure this has happened to everyone – You’re talking about something to someone and you are suddenly interrupted by the listener who is breaking your precious conversation just to say something totally unwanted, irrelevant or unnecessary. This has happened to me a lot! Weekend breakfast time at my house is a very socially interactive part of the day where we start talking about lots of stuff like doing some housework, to talking about that 9pm movie or just plain family talk about me shamelessly eating the last piece of chocolate in the night without leaving any :p. So it just so happens that I’m talking about the funny incident that happened to me at school and I’m in the middle of saying the funny part when my mother very bluntly interrupts the flow of talk saying, “Murtuza, you need have a haircut!”.

While she effortlessly shoots me down along with my story, my brother who expertly added to my insult comments, “I know! His hair looks like a jungle!”(smarty-pants). With both of them being satisfied with what they’ve said, I’m left sitting there, having lost the ability to continue speaking and the mood to go on or even do anything to defend myself against the sudden bombardment of accusations. From where did the stupid topic about the haircut come in?

Well, at least they said what they wanted to. But didn’t they forget that I was the one talking first? What is one supposed to feel when he so interestingly wants to say something but is rudely put down by his own listeners? *Sigh* I guess it’s that feeling when someone gets belittled and is left alone without having expressed the true intent of his words. Such type of reaction normally activates my overly-hyper dramatic conscience and I would start thinking about things like – maybe it would be easier if I just didn’t speak so much or didn’t speak at all – Though that would be totally overreacting. However, if it’s something I’ve learned, it’s that it isn’t about the weight of the matter being talked about. It’s about being heard. But whatever it is, at the end of the day, I didn’t have my haircut. And they didn’t get to fully hear the rest of my story. Conversation over.

THIS SMALL world

My first ever blog on this site. I just sat and wrote whatever rolled off my head. It’s amazing how many things I can come up with! But I realized that maybe I shouldn’t take things too fast and decided to make a small one. Just so that I get a handle of writing things. Well, here goes -

You know, people always say that the world is a small place. But I don’t know how far that is true. Sure technology has come up with ways to enhance our communication capabilities with other people all over the world. But could it be possible that the person sitting right next to you in the cinema hall was a long lost friend from the distant past? It may just be a coincidence. But I do believe in coincidence; once in a while at-least, but I’ve not quite yet experienced it. And I’m not saying that it is impossible for it to happen. People from all over the world come to meet in different ways by the net, or the phone, or the nearest coffee shop or at any other place as a matter of fact. And it is these type of catalysts (like the net) which help make contacts faster.

Small, no?

Face it, the world is a pretty big place but that doesn’t stop people from socializing with other people from across the globe. And as they say everyone is related in some way or the other. Okay, supposing you have a friend who’s friend’s, friend’s cousin’s sister’s friend is you, then you are somewhat connected to all the people in the middle. I know it’s complicated but it’s really neat because the more friends you make, the more you come to know the whole world. And who knows? One day you might just turn around in the cinema hall and find your long lost friend from the distant past with your new friend from the near future. It’s not impossible.