Lessons in Intensity: the only chapter


I said, “I’m new to this. I haven’t done this before.”

She said, “Me too. This is my first.”

I said, “I always thought there should be a format to such things. A blue print. Or a guide with dos and donts.”

She quipped, “But why? Life doesn’t give you a formula or a blueprint to do things.. or to be successful at some things.. you just do it.”

I affirmed, “I know. Maybe I don’t want to fail. Maybe that’s the reason I’d like to rely on formats and formula.”

She said, “I kinda sensed that!”

I asked, “You think anyone has cracked it all?”

She said, “I don’t think anyone has cracked it all yet. Everyone is figuring out things within their own means and ways. And all those gurus and leaders who proclaim to have cracked it all are lying about it. Maybe they are just craving for some attention.”

I said, “I agree. You think women crave for attention?”

She said, “We do. All the time. Especially from the right kind of men.”

I asked, “I never understood why women go mad when they see a ‘SALE’ symbol in any shop”

She said, “That is a great observation. If there is a ‘SALE’ symbol in a shop, we women buy everything in sight. Even the things we don’t need. Maybe it’s because we, women, undervalue ourselves.Β  Centuries of being considered inferior, worthless and even unequal has resulted in this kind of situation where women respond enthusiastically to anything underpriced. We embrace cheap deals because we have internalised the feeling that we are just not good enough or deserving of full-price value. And society seems to endorse this point of view by offering bargains and discounts on products traditionally purchased by women.”

I exclaimed, “I have been a student of marketing and this is the one of the best insights I’ve ever got on women consumers! And you haven’t even been to a b-school!”

She asked, “So where do we take this? Our coffees have gone cold. And the sun is already rising. We must meet again”

I suggested, “Maybe we shouldn’t. If we meet again, society will expect us to come up with a format and we will have to give a name and structure to this relationship. Whether we like it or not, we will put a blue print in front of us. Or a guide with dos and donts. And we will kill this intensity and mamihlapinatapei that we are currently experiencing.”

She said, “I totally agree. What is mamihla… that word you just used?”

I said, “Mamihlapinatapei. Taken from a South American language. It means ‘the wordless, yet meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something but are both reluctant to start'”

She exclaimed, “Wow!”

I pondered, “Maybe I’m being selfish here.. with this decision”

She responded, “We all are. Openly admitting that you are one only makes you a lesser hypocrite”

I asked, “Are you one?”

She answered, “Yes. Hundred per cent!”

I asked, “Can I take a picture of this hypocrite?”

She answered, “Yes. Two conditions. One, you will immortalize me on your blog. Second, we meet at least once a year.”

I said, “Agreed. Thank you.”


~ by rb on February 23, 2014.

3 Responses to “Lessons in Intensity: the only chapter”

  1. i would like to commend this ability to transcribe while you are in conversation with someone who wants to be immortalized on your blog. Good job πŸ™‚

  2. on a serious note , i have been reading your blog once in a while for the last one year. And it has never ceased to provide entertainment no matter what the predominant emotion is at that point. πŸ™‚

  3. Thank you Anushka. Entertainer, eh? Another title to live up to πŸ™‚

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