“Are you crying?” came a voice of a concerned colleague next to me. The question was aimed at another colleague who was heard sniffing away to glory. “No, that is just a river flowing out here,” came the stabbing reply. “Ouch!” – you may think. But this is a sarcastic mind working overtime.
The beauty and the art of good sarcasm is when you make a joke of the situation. Piss off the other person and still be friends all the same. This art has been mastered by this young lady who is the unofficial crown princess of the sisterhood of sarcastic society of India.
Well who’s the person in question? Not that most of you would know even if I gave out the name. Running the risk of being charged of abuse I have to mention that the princess’s name literally means ‘girlfriend’ in Hindi and is also the name of a contraceptive pill in India. How’s that for glamour? Could you have a more blockbuster name?
I must admit that I am sort of mastering the art of sarcasm myself. Being sarcastic is of course the best way strumming the nerves of the person you are having a conversation with. Of course it is always a pleasure to meet your match. Helps in exchanging notes.
I really don’t think that sarcasm is a bad thing. It is a way of showing off your wit. Like the say, “If you have it. Flaunt it.” - And why not?