It was the year 1984, Unadulterated Arrogance was then a tiny toddler of just 6 years of age. It also happened to be the first day of school. Before the end of the day I remember being pulled up by the teacher and being told to be be nice to another kid; to which I innocently replied,” why should I for he is not my friend?” Two decades later and hitherto I am yet to find a cogent answer to my question.

I am a person who is either your best friend or your worst enemy. Why is it that our society is based around a facade of lies, why do people act nice in front of each other and then squall behind their backs? Why go through all the trouble of putting up a facade, if you don’t like someone, if you are not close to someone then be out with it in the open.

I concede, what I am advocating does not hold water in the professional sphere of life. A consummate professional is one who can put up a welcoming face even to the most unruly of clients. To succeed professionally one has to be nice to one and sundry. I for one am one of the ‘nicest humans’ you will encounter in the professional walks of life. God knows how much of an effort I put into it. But your personal life is a different ball game altogether, why be nice to those people who you don’t like or care about. I for one certainly don’t and the only adverse affect of the same has been that I am labelled arrogant. But then again even if I were to be labelled nice by one and all; what would I do with their certificate of being nice? It has no monetary value, it has no sentimental value, then what does one get from taking the effort of being nice to people you don’t care about?

With acquaintances it should be just a ‘you scratch my back, I scratch your back’ policy. With close friends or people you care about, one should take the extra effort. I am very close to my friends and family. I take that extra effort of being nice that would otherwise be wasted on someone you don’t like or care about. The net result is that you tend to have everlasting relationships with 10% of the people you meet in life and the other 90% will be gunning for your life. But when alls said and done, its those people in the 10% bracket whose love and affection mean something, so I feel justified in my stance.

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Yachting over the Bermuda triangle or diving in the Loch Ness is not on my immediate itinerary and hence let me clearly express my indifference to the mysteries associated with the same. I am dwelling more on the everyday mysteries of life, the chances of solving the same are equally as hard as having a cup of coffee with the Loch Ness Monster.

• I am unable to comprehend why the most desirable women in the world fall for the most vile of all jerks. Why do nice females always tend to get hooked up with abusive partners? Well I guess it really must be that though good guys go to heaven, bad guys get to go everywhere.
• Why do most men on the streets make lewd comments at women? Do they expect that such behaviour would result in love at first sight? Such behaviour is utterly demeaning and shows a lack of class and proletarian upbringing.
• No matter how big the plane crash, they somehow retrieve the black-box unscathed. Why not make the whole plane out of the same substance or make enough room in the black box for a few people to crawl into?
• Why do women wear uncomfortable apparel such as high heels? Its so awkward to strut around in them and to top it all prolonged usage of the same can result in a health hazard.
• How is it so easy for somebody to fall in love and out of it at the drop of a hat? For me to get emotionally close to someone takes a long time but I am seeing everyone else falling in and out of love in the flash of a second.
• Why has no one invented cat flavoured dog food? It is so hard to take your dog around the suburbs to find a cat, a cat flavoured dog biscuit would solve us dog lovers problem.

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