I lose my temper at the drop of a hat. If you have gone pandal hopping in Dussehra any time in your life, you would have seen at least one image of Durga that resembles me when I am angry. Bloodshot eyes, eyesballs threatening to fall out from where they belong, and constantly THIS close to crying. (some exaggeration there, as if that wasn’t obvious :P) Oh and I talk nonsense. I am quite an image when I lose my temper.
Today I saw someone else lose it. Just like that. For no reason. An abusive phone call here, a disgusting email there. The man was out of control. And the saddest part – he had lost control over himself. Of what he was talking. What he was writing on emails.
And this came as a lesson to me. The kind of anger that makes you feel sometimes that you need anger management lessons, is the worst type of vulnerability ever. At least as I look at it. This moment of anger that came from someone else today made me feel smug and comfortable. Because I knew this was a lost cause for them. Nothing else explains this kind of behaviour except having nothing to say calmly and still make sense. And insecurity. Well. I am not going to elaborate on this. I have me quite a few such people in my entire life. I am counting the auto drivers of this city too. They all fall in the same category, one that I am not going to name here because I may be blamed for slotting people again. Guilty as charged!
But the real question is what does that say about my own moments of mad anger? All I am saying is I have learnt my lesson.