I am a bit numb now. It’s childish I know but what happened a minute ago, brought me back to my teenage years when my dad asked my brothers to tear up all my posters in my room including posters of Perry King( I know..i’m different), David Copperfield(another one..i know) and NKOTB (ahh…I’m normal!) and many more. I was devastated because it was difficult to collect all the posters then. I was heartbroken and hurt that I cried all night. One of my brothers who participated in the ‘tearing’ frenzy, saw how distraught I was, came up to me and said that he saved one poster for me and it was of David Copperfield and I still have that poster with me till now, 15 years later. Dad has his reasons, it may not be the best reason but at that time I didn’t do well in my exams and that was my punishment.
And 15 years later, I was dragged back in time when I saw my posters torn in the dustbin. I am not crying (like hello…)but a bit disturb by the idea of some stranger who were assigned to put up blinds on my door to cover the transparent glass, had the audacity to tear my posters away without getting my consent! I had those posters on the glass to shield myself from the piercing eyes of strangers and also to maintain my privacy which was required when you have to deal with 300 plus students. Today, the company decided that all rooms occupied by the management staff need to be decorated by the hideous blue boring blinds, to signify ….unity of some sort and also to hammer down all the ‘different’, glaring personalities(to them) that have stood out from the rest since the very beginning. If they think they can convert me into them by making me accept that hideous blue blinds, they are wrong and hallucinating! It’s just plain rude to not treat other people belongings with care. That’s just plain basic common sense. You don’t simply come in to someone’s room and tear their posters away because you just feel like it. I know..I’m over reacting but I am an adult and those are things that I like and that makes me, me! My hobbies of some sort. H got me three different sets and that poster was my favorite! Ok…it was a harry Potter’s poster and it was a two sided poster. According to one of my students who collects posters, those were rare ones.*Sigh* Anyway, no use trying to cry over spilled milk. But I will make some noise tomorrow because it’s just plain rude!*snort*!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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