Some Noisy 'neighbors'

A week or two has never been a huge time gap in between my blogging journey, as I have taken more than that. But since I am trying to lessen the time gap between my writing accomplishments, here I am with yet another post on something that may sound a little silly to a few of you. But for me, it is more than awful, although I know that I would never get a stable and convincing solution for this worry. It’s nothing but the agony of being in a noisy ambiance, especially in the office. I start pulling my hair out and get cranky when the office surroundings get as noisy as a busy street.

Have a talkative colleague or a co-worker who keeps yipping on his cellphone throughout the day? If the clatter of the keyboard is overpowered by the blabber of a talkative co-worker, what one needs is a quick shift from that workplace, in order to get more concentration and perform better. People have asked me more than a zillion times about the reason behind my hatred towards those abnormally chatty people around my workplace desk. I have many reasons to stay away from such people who cannot stop themselves from being frantically noisy at workplace. The basic reason is my lack of patience to deal with people who create distractingly loud conversations and unpardonable nuisances in the name of vivaciousness. So what I do is just diplomatically stay away from them and thus save my ass. But I do keep wondering why some people talk so incessantly and need more than the required amount of attention and praise at workplaces, the reason why they keep chirruping every second for all the wanted and unwanted reasons.

At the outset, my work demands a good amount of concentration, which can be achieved only if I have a very pleasant and noiseless atmosphere around me. Being a writer I will have to in a totally noiseless and attentive zone. So it’s really hard for me to tolerate loquacious people around, no matter how fewer they are in number. But, being in an office, I can never demand for a comfort zone that I prefer to work in, and hence don’t try asking for a quieter place where noises don’t reach so easily.

But if you ask me about the kind of person I am, I would say I am a talky techie when compared to the nerdy ones that you might have seen around. Yes, I do talk, but not when I am working on something, the reason why I so badly hate people who are extremely noisy at workplaces, thus annoying those who are sitting around. Some of them just absentmindedly talk in almost ear-splitting noise that often gives my tympanum a huge shudder. I think such loudtalkers will be there everywhere and not just in the office. Some others consider it their privilege to have their mobile phones in ring tone mode, and make other forcefully turn around and listen to the low-grade ringtones and supposedly private conversations. There is yet another group of douche-bags who would play songs so loudly with absolutely no regard for people around them.

In short, workplace ethics is books and blogs don’t actually come into practice sometimes, which makes it really hard to be around such people who consider them privileged and elevated when compare to other people around. Having said that, I should not miss the gossip mongerers who are so sick at heart that they just love to spread all those cooked-up stories, irrespective of whether it hurts and badly insults the person they are talking about. I used to believe that women do this more, but have changed my opinion, as I know now that men are the worst gossip mongerers that one can ever find.

What do you do with work jerks of these sorts? How do you manage to avoid a chump who is keen on distracting you from a serious work? The uncontrollable anger that I used to have initially has now gone, as I have always felt that changing such people would be nothing but impossible. So I diplomatically remain tight lipped or try my own ways to put-in more concentration into my work. If “sound masking” is something easily possible I would have done it all over myself long back, in order to save me from the harsh ordeal of being left alone in the noisiest ambience.

A trash disguised as a movie

I’ve always been an avid fan of movies that portray life in the very raw and real way, and have watched a good number of classics that have successfully etched memorable retrospections of reality that we live and breathe in. But this in no way means they lack entertainment, as they were equally entertaining as well, and were absolutely worth the time that I had spend watching them. But, I had this one sudden shock a few days back when I was watching one among the new generation movies penned by a self proclaimed fan of one of the famous directors in the industry who gave us more than a handful of classic movies that have stood the test of time. I cannot cannot help but wonder how he could even think about breathing life in to such a script that has nothing but sex from head to tail. Sex, sex, and only sex! Be it a conversation between the protagonist and his friend or a casual talk between any other characters, what predominated throughout was nothing but the unending lust for female body. This sickening version of the tale of a few men of unquenchable lust, living in a medium sized lodge, was supposedly one of the much hyped and much written about movies of the previous year, and if I guess write, it had even received a pretty average collection in the box office, especially for the vulgarity that it served.

By vulgarity, I don’t mean shedding clothes and indulging in skin tickling sexual acts, but, the kind of gross putrid sexual talks throughout the entire movie, which would make the viewer feel as if the entire clan of men all over the world live their life only to satisfy their physical cravings. The whole plot was just based on the nauseating fantasies of a group of sexually perverted men, and their piggish gluttony for sex, which every character in the movie had in their own way. But for the lead character, all the other women in the movie where portrayed as glorified prostitutes who belong to the high stance in society but desperately look for men who can satisfy their ravenous lust. At one point, a female in the movie is even seen shamelessly asking a stranger for a one night stand.

I am not saying movies makers should stop showing portraying sex and physical gratification, but should never stoop down as mean as this, and make an entire movie that revolves around nothing but sickening sexual urges. Sex is as important as any other basic emotions that a human being has, but should never become the life and breath of an entire movie, as we, human beings do have many more emotions and needs in life other than physical lust.

Thankfully the movie was as short as one hour and few minutes, and I felt a kind of huge relief after the wearisome movie time that I had awaited with sky-high expectations in mind. But sadly, the whole crap did not only thwart my entire hopes and anticipations about the movie and script writer’s talent, but also spoiled my precious one plus hour.