Sunday, 8 December 2013

What the fudge is wrong with us?



Over-speeding and saw a cop? There go a string of cuss words. 
Accidently walked into someone while whatsapping your girlfriend? Here come more such words your way, sire! 

The shlokas and quotes which were revered and taught to the kids by the elders, extolling patience and pure speech, have just been murdered by the present generations. You are cordially invited to its burial.

So why is beep becoming the new buzz word? What the fudge is wrong with us?

Because we love throwing up a volley of expletives, we love Sholay and Delhi Belly because of their expletives-ridden dialogues. So next time while travelling in the metro, when you get f*** up because the aunty sitting next to you is a b****, or worse, if you don’t get a seat and the driver just couldn’t drive better, don’t be amazed if the girl/boy next to u screams words like **** to show angst as if that’s patriotism. 
Today, we live in a world, where people are more proficient in sarcasm and profanity, than the language itself. While I'm not so much against rhetoric sarcasm, scratch that, I worship it, but the usage of the latter spells serious trouble.



Swearing has become like second nature to us. It flows as unintentionally and smoothly out of our mouths as once the words of the Morning Prayer used to. While, in our defence, we grew up in such a 'culture', it still doesn't justify the verbal vomit we subject others to.

These words and phrases have become as ubiquitous as once plastic was, and we can’t help but imagine that these phrases would deem plastic bags their role models, and would soon be wiped out, meeting the same fate as them Only, that would remain a far-fetched dream, for, even if we try to rid ourselves of them, they would only come back crawling into our lives via others, just like the plastic bags did.

Oh crap! damnit! f*** ! Bugging $h!T!!!!! So how do we handle such a sordid state of affairs? Let us begin by peeping into the causes, the instigators, which provoke us into this apparently unscrupulous habit.
1. The virtue of patience, has become virtually non-existent amongst the Gen Y. Speaking five sentences sans any profanity is a like a tremendous feat for people our age. Whenever you are stuck in a traffic snarl, it isn’t an uncommon sight to see people hurling abuses at each other, as if each swear word would miraculously eliminate the long rows of vehicles in front of you. We forgot, in a way it does too, because after your skirmish turns into a brawl and you end up injured, you get a special treatment, far above from the crowd, the swarm of people who did not give in to the temptation, because everyone gives way to a police van, you know.

2. While swearing catches on with the teens as a sign of how 'kewl' they are, may I politely remind you that your definition of 'kewl' is severely distorted and delusional?
So, if you are travelling with your friends, it is absolutely undesirable of you to remain quiet when you should actually have bathed the person in front of you with a bout of expletives if for no other reason than to gain popular approval you know. Swearing is somewhat in trend, much like the prĂȘt fashion. It’s the "in thing" these days.



Let’s take a moment of silence to commemorate the long forgotten use of etiquettes and formal language. RIP. Or now, we might just think of it as 'Rest in profanity’.

Given that it is such a despicable, abhorrent practice is no ground to dismiss it, because hilarious as it may sound, this trend is here to stay, and just like the changing fashions each spring, the words might change, however just like yellow colour would forever continue to be associated with spring, this profanity is not abandoning this cursed (or cussed) land anytime soon.

We, the Gen Y, are the fire-fighters. But mind you, we don’t fight fire, we fight with fire as a weapon, fire of hot as hell words coming out from our hot-heads

And while everyone gets engulfed in this fire, there is a rising need to develop a liquid which can help douse it. But we need to make sure, the liquid is not itself a repository of bittersweet words, which we have come to "accept" and are "fine" with.





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