Generation Y (or Generation Z)in our city
These urban kids nowadays I tell you. Oh so much attitude briiming over like a froth on a choclate milkshake.
Less said the better but cant help writing this one. It does display my incapacity in dealing with Dennis The Menaces of the world, but so be it!
That succulent, impudent and spoilt rotten devil incarnate is by God's disgrace none other than your truly's neighbour. And God only knows how many times have I questioned the Almighty and oh so many times has he left me to my wits end. Never have I been able to extricate myself from this long winding tunnel of exasperation and self defeat. This diminutive frame always seems to hover around the periphery of my discomfort. The immense pleasure that surfaces his cherubic and dimpled face at the sight of my state of disarray, I am sure then that hedonism must be working over time in that tiny cranium.I have invariably been left drop jaw astounded and helpless in the company of this pint sized gremlin. The barrage of questions that effortlessly leave the comforts of his blooming gob and dart towards my fragile sensibilities and shatters to smithereens my superego. The seasoned alacrity with which this life in its nascent stage retaliates and overpowers my frame reminds me of David and Goliath story foretold a million times and more.Though I evade this knee high jerk like a plague and loathe his sight, he seems to just the same, sparkle with excitement and froth with sadistic pleasure in my presence.How I always wish that I can with an effortless coup-de-grace terminate his very existence. But that jolly good conscience fairy resurges and scolds me for this decadent thought process. Such is the story of my life off late with this new kid on the block. My otherwise peaceful existence and well endowed social circle seem to have run aground with his ominous ubiquity.This precocious entity could be the evil lurking figure in just about anybody' backyard. The honey sweet, angelic face and saccharine sweet innocent eyes that strike you at first sould be paid scant disregard.The volte face that happens in course of time seems to attack your vulnerable guise.This exposition of my life in no way does interpret the poverty of my intellectual or rational faculties but does pin point the overt opulence of "Attitude" brimming in the Generation Next.In the end a forewarning, to stay away from 2 feet nothings even remotely displaying characteristics of the above described and if in its inevitable presence, wear the protective coat of non chalance and a cap of indifference.Because if you cant beat them, ignore them!
All the same, I do admire their know it all attitude and worldy wise behaviour. Thanks to the satellite invasion in every home and exposure to the world news at the click of a button on their IBM's, the word "naive" will definitely get wiped out from Oxford Dictionary soon. And true more will get added, "pester power" being one for sure. Reams and reams of information is available on how kids influence buying decisions and how marketers are now looking at targetting kids for communciating their brand benefits more than the "Lalitaji's" of the world, your proverbial savvy housewife.
Well, welcome the new Gen X..no Gen Y...or is it Gen Z now. What with Generations leaping as frequently as NOKIA's mobile technology, soon Gen Z will get overtaken by Gen Z sequels.
Disclaimer : The above is just a narration of fictional nature. Any of my neighbours reading the above article should treat it as one and not take it personally. Becos their kids are sweet and adorable.(How more politically correct can i get!)
These urban kids nowadays I tell you. Oh so much attitude briiming over like a froth on a choclate milkshake.
Less said the better but cant help writing this one. It does display my incapacity in dealing with Dennis The Menaces of the world, but so be it!
That succulent, impudent and spoilt rotten devil incarnate is by God's disgrace none other than your truly's neighbour. And God only knows how many times have I questioned the Almighty and oh so many times has he left me to my wits end. Never have I been able to extricate myself from this long winding tunnel of exasperation and self defeat. This diminutive frame always seems to hover around the periphery of my discomfort. The immense pleasure that surfaces his cherubic and dimpled face at the sight of my state of disarray, I am sure then that hedonism must be working over time in that tiny cranium.I have invariably been left drop jaw astounded and helpless in the company of this pint sized gremlin. The barrage of questions that effortlessly leave the comforts of his blooming gob and dart towards my fragile sensibilities and shatters to smithereens my superego. The seasoned alacrity with which this life in its nascent stage retaliates and overpowers my frame reminds me of David and Goliath story foretold a million times and more.Though I evade this knee high jerk like a plague and loathe his sight, he seems to just the same, sparkle with excitement and froth with sadistic pleasure in my presence.How I always wish that I can with an effortless coup-de-grace terminate his very existence. But that jolly good conscience fairy resurges and scolds me for this decadent thought process. Such is the story of my life off late with this new kid on the block. My otherwise peaceful existence and well endowed social circle seem to have run aground with his ominous ubiquity.This precocious entity could be the evil lurking figure in just about anybody' backyard. The honey sweet, angelic face and saccharine sweet innocent eyes that strike you at first sould be paid scant disregard.The volte face that happens in course of time seems to attack your vulnerable guise.This exposition of my life in no way does interpret the poverty of my intellectual or rational faculties but does pin point the overt opulence of "Attitude" brimming in the Generation Next.In the end a forewarning, to stay away from 2 feet nothings even remotely displaying characteristics of the above described and if in its inevitable presence, wear the protective coat of non chalance and a cap of indifference.Because if you cant beat them, ignore them!
All the same, I do admire their know it all attitude and worldy wise behaviour. Thanks to the satellite invasion in every home and exposure to the world news at the click of a button on their IBM's, the word "naive" will definitely get wiped out from Oxford Dictionary soon. And true more will get added, "pester power" being one for sure. Reams and reams of information is available on how kids influence buying decisions and how marketers are now looking at targetting kids for communciating their brand benefits more than the "Lalitaji's" of the world, your proverbial savvy housewife.
Well, welcome the new Gen X..no Gen Y...or is it Gen Z now. What with Generations leaping as frequently as NOKIA's mobile technology, soon Gen Z will get overtaken by Gen Z sequels.
Disclaimer : The above is just a narration of fictional nature. Any of my neighbours reading the above article should treat it as one and not take it personally. Becos their kids are sweet and adorable.(How more politically correct can i get!)
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a little something to get you guys going (with some traffic and eyeballs) http://scribbler.wordpress.com/2006/06/06/blogging-with-friends/
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