The class that bullied!

The last lecture, exhausted and bored was that of some fibers and optics. The new teacher, very young, just graduated, novice and the first attempt at teaching kinds, takes our class with a great deal of preparations. Not only making her notes for the hour, but mentally being prepared to take such a Herculean task of controlling a class like ours, of putting up a brave fight, to be tormented again. There was a video shooting scheduled for today and that was a disaster for her. The class just won’t stop teasing her, disobeying her, troubling her and bullying her.

And there stands another of her age, her designation, but a little charming and of course in shape. Charming for the boys just get drooled over and the girls smile as she flashes her 1000 Watt so frequently. With no offenses to her, she does her job excellently and is encouraged by her audience, by the day. The question remains why such double standards?

I imagine myself if I were to stand and get assaulted by 70 young men and women, all closely knit, keeping me out and mocking at me. I imagine my heart bleed for being haplessly scorned at and disrespected even being an authority over the mob. Her moist eyes were evidence enough of the veritable rivers that would have flown out the moment she would have left the class.

Our ugly duckling struggles and strives to adapt to the new waters, though not perfect at her swim in the job, she gets discouraged each time she dips. Weak she is. Weak she may be at designation, weak in power – weak in speech or weak in the muscles. Weak could be shy, or could be timid. She could be weak for some insecurity or some inhibition, or weak if beauty is strength. She could be weak due to lack of confidence? And she goes weaker, loses her confidence till she is broke and finally breaks down! This is the stormy stoned path marked by lack of encouragement, leading to nothing but wrecked silence.

We all have a part in us that’s she! Just some by fate get so unveiled before all that Mockery smiles wicked at them. A piece of laughter for all, their excellence in various spheres bears the dark patch when they are ridiculed, made fun of or are discouraged. (Of course regular teasing by peers differs from bullies that insult a flaw!) A hilarious pastime for others might be recurrent steps towards the gallows for her.

This is a complex balance of patience, forgiveness and retaliation due to self esteem that’s demarked by fine lines. Testing her limit of patience, once it touches her self-respect she might fight back with vengeance breaking all cordial bonds that are taken for granted and disrespected. All would culminate in bad blood, all falling apart with hatred in the silence of dead end!

So next time you bully, remember the cords or fear your Big B, your Big Bully!