The YoYo chameleons

The YoYo chameleons

Does it sound familiar - you are having a nice night out, someone in your group of friends( assuming you are the introvert) or another bunch of people hanging there, initiates a conversation. Gradually you open up, the night gets extended, and you leave the bar with communication contacts and hugs. And then next day you are complete strangers.

Signs of a social YoYo chameleon 

1) almost a split personality

2) mostly on drugs/or heavily alcoholised at bars

3) are quick to add you on Facebook, hug you, make you believe, if you are still a bar-society naive, that there is a genuine connection going on. 

4) totally forget about your existence

5) doesnt respond to fb messenger or phone texts next day

6) up untill you possibly meet at a bar again and reinitiate step 3

So essentially marked by a a facade of friendliness which might be considered being polite or fake depending on the prevelant culture

Lack of empathy or inability to connect at a genuine level - does not mind wasting even their own time in frivolous social interactions even if they are leading nowhere - neither are those resulting in an exchange of ideas that eradicate ignorance nor do they lead to formation/initiation of long lasting human bonds.

Common excuse is being "jaded" and "people are so horrible and mean and hurt my sentiment" - blissfully unaware (or consciously not aware) of the fact that they are playing the same role.

Another marked feature - online behavior is markedly different sometimes on the hookup apps. Like "hey gurl...saw you at the bar... ". - sometimes there is accusations of you ignoring them (and you go " wtf!!")...other times there are invitations to go over and talk to their gentle socially awkward introverted souls next time you meet them. Now if you fall in that trap - repeat behavior explained above.

So what drives this behavior - more importantly how to shield yourself from this emotional trauma?

workplace sexplosive - minoti

koriacche acch she koriacche achh...
je ami taare korite chai touch...
but chhoker oi isharye bujhaitecche je amaye...
dude..u are asking for a bit too much!! :(

kharap ki ami? patro ki mondo?
char khana matha naki gaaye amar gondo?
mathaye nahoi chulta kom, aar ektu acche bhuri
grafting na hoi koria loibo,bhurio komaiya loibo ektu gym kori.

ekbar to dao chance , hridoy korite ujaar,
ekta to peek koria dekho is dil ke andar amar,
dekhibe tomar loye sajaye boshia acchi sundar ek desh
ronger bahar jhilmilaye jetha, anonder dhara jethaye koribe tomar sob dukku sesh

nai to beshi kicchu, tao acche sombol jetuku
tatei rakhibo jotone, koribo atuputu
siter raat debo tomaye hridoyer ushtnota
hashi mukhe nibo loiya- acche tomar joto jatona
oi misti hotoke lie loribo na hoi dotyi danor saathe
chaile tumi chadni churaiya ania dibo tomar haathe
char pal ki ei jindagi, katia jaibe dekhia tomaye
taratari poro preme amar, boro zalim ei somoi..

the workplace sexplosive

You glided past me…a swift flow of a body seething with carnal instincts… hormones rushing to my head…making me dizzy…. The gentle touch….just the thot ….giving me goosebumps on my neck and shoulders…ohh….i would have paid nethin for one single touch…the smell of your perfume…drifts to my nose… all neurons reacting in thunderbolt sparks…I tense my legs …..straighten my spine…gotta get over this..it isn’t mine…wud never be… but ohh this tense feeling between my legs…You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way I don't wanna wake up from you…..my beautifull stranger

at times it gets reaaly hard to maintain sanity....i feel like shouting out loud at the things that are going wrong.... things i am forced to accept due to reasons that are created by other people... life is unfair..and we should always look at the broader persepective...i admit..its true...but what if the current state becomes extremeley unbearable ..yet ur morailty and ethics bind you to keep on doing things that u have actually started loathing

tick-tock-tick,the time keeper ticks...
it almost seven ,time for me to leave you freaks..
may you all rot in your dungeons of work..
may all ur hardships make you better at being a dork..

the smoke dispersed into the air in a splendid way...the light breeze kissed my foreheads and cheeks.... as i stood smoking my zillionth "last" cigarette the fine weather kinda forced me to change my mood ..temporarily... nature i find always has a way to change ur mood... the rain makes u romantic...and at times horny...light breezes make u heart light too...the bright sun on a winter afternoon makes u blive that life's a bliss as u gently doze off into ur siesta... the setting sun and the bright hues on a autumn sky... relaxes me as i rock in my office chair sitting in front of the glass walls.....

A bitter composition of an anti-social loser with no specific ambition in life or in this passage

Experiences are invaluable. A few days of practical experience can teach you a lot more about the ways to survive in life than years of schooling and college education. What you learn in your vocational pursuits is rather a generalized version of the collective experiences of human lives. It’s kind of a conclusion derived from a general study of a sample of people with (and in many cases without) diverse backgrounds and incumbent social, psychological and physical conditions. You are forced and cajoled in a rather subtle and more often than not in subconscious way to believe that those are the doctrines a person should live by in order to achieve the perfect nirvana in life. Though you may keep on wondering why aren’t things working out the way they are supposed to under any given conditions, you have those “words of wisdom” floating in the back of your head that “everything happens with a purpose” which prevents you from outright secession from established norms!
Another effect of these established concepts and beliefs is that you judge your character/ nature based on the rules set down by them. You are taught that there are these certain qualities you got to posses to be called “good” .Similarly there would be certain “bad” qualities which would certainly improve your chances for the guillotine. And all your life you forced to suffer the dizzying confusion on deciding whether you’re good or bad. Every one of us loves to be loved. We want people around us– we form associations, we join clubs. All these just for gaining those “strokes”. And to collect them you need to be “good” – coz that’s the rule!! And so you try hard to maintain your goodness quotient all the time. But somehow after the initial high from the strokes we receive from our “social interactions” subsides, we are again haunted by the question plaguing the mind of the rational human being –“why do I exist? For what do I do all the things that I do?” Disturbing realizations like you are left with no individuality of your own dawn upon you. You start with being skeptical, then move onto getting mad and finally give up uttering sarcasm and leading the rest of your life as social outcast for being “bad”. A more “practical” option is just to stop thinking and keep doing what everybody else around you is doing.
However if you are one those fools who don’t learn the ways to conduct oneself in this world and have been discarded by society as useless and a nut head you start philosophizing – mainly because you haven’t got much else to do. You start by asking what is the authenticity of these rules that we are taught to abide by. For example you are told that leading a monogamous life is good and a promiscuous adulterer is one of the most heinous creatures whose source of creation if traced back to even Lucifer would make the poor anti-God squirm in agony and shame. So most of us try our level best avoid multiple courtships and are prompt at delivering apt punishment to those who dare to violate our beliefs. But then again we are intrigued by the life led by “the achievers” whose lives almost invariably rotate around multiple romantic liaisons. Well we have our explanations – the extra-naturals so very rightfully are allowed some eccentricities. Not bringing in the question of equality, this might serve as an acceptable explanation. But how shocked and amazed are we when we see occasional revelation of men and women ,happily united in wedlock with loving families and delightful kids and pets ,caught red handed in a prostitute/gigolo’s arms and further investigations prove that the incident wasn’t an isolated one but rather a regular habit of the indicted. Even in the face of stark reality, we keep on denying the facts about true human nature and find solace in assuming that “everyone doesn’t fool around”! May be one of the reasons of this self imposed ignorance is that we fear that once we start acknowledging that certain “bad” things do exist in this world, we may suddenly start “discovering” those traits in our near and dear ones and worse - within ourselves.