It is agreed that some people are after money, whereas some people look up to boundless name and fame. Nothing wrong in it, is there? And when one loves something one has to work for it. Agreed? Ok then. Let us consider one such person who wants to have immeasurable name and fame. He works days and nights to establish rapport with all well known people in the vicinity, and goes to each and every damn party that they throw. The next day when he comes to the office people start questioning him about the party, about the people that he has met and about all the fun and frolic they had. Then he starts saying that he hasn’t ever got the slightest intention to attend the party, but has done so on the demands of one of his friends, and indeed he never likes such kind of ostentatious get-togethers. Fair enough.

The same story repeats every fortnight, except for the reason behind attending the party. This time it is not the pestering of his friend that made him attend the party, but a phone call from one of the acquaintances who he has met at the previous parties. And for the next time it is a direct invitation from the host himself. The whole day we see him brooding over the issue saying why people try to get closer to him with two or three meetings. He keeps a sorry face by complaining that he doesn’t find space and time for his personal matters.

I hate such kind of people. I don’t say they are not genuine reasons. They are, but reasons that can be avoided, provided he is not really interested. Moreover, it is a known fact that all those invitations are not obligatory and no serious consequences are attached for its rejection. Every one of his colleagues knows that he is one among many unimportant people who receive those invitations regularly.

Why does he behave like that? If he sincerely doesn’t like all those people why should he always be seen in their company? Doesn’t he have a conscience? Can he give the same replies to the questions asked by his conscience? You don’t like something and still you are after it! What logic is this? Does it mean that you don’t really like it, but pretends to be you are in love with it, or is it that you really love it, but appears that you are averse to it? What could be the problem of this clandestine hypocrite? A usually unusual disorder called ‘Wished Inconvenience’ – a disorder of complex contradictions.

What do you say?

Credits: Mrs Chandra Vadana Boppana