We live in a crazed world derived from the largeness of our self created egos. We can't tolerate a single harmless remark without making it into a national drama. We bark orders at waiters who may slip just a fraction of a minute when serving us sauteed duck, we drum our fingers endlessly while waiting to be billed at grocery stores cash counter. We flip out privilege customer cards just to get that alteration done 'right now' and glare mercilessly at the parking attendant who's allotted the last available space on the ground floor to the car ahead of us. We are ready to chew off the manager's frizzy head if heavens! she dare bring in a threading customer to fill in the five minutes of space while we were late.
We check our FB feeds once every ten minutes, feeling oh-so-connected with oily schoolmate Pinky who's become Ms. Chandigarh now and distant Shobha Maasi from the States.
We feel empowered.
We feel impatient.
And, in the land of snake charmers, we suffer from a displaced sense of importance.
Where will this end?
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