Hit me with your best shot…

I’ve never got into a fight with anybody before. Verbal duels, plenty of times but never a fight as in a brawl. Weird thing is….. I want to, at least once. Now, before putting me on the list of psychopaths you never want to talk to again… hear me out.

Volumes have been written and said about the virtues of non-violence…. on how it won us our freedom, on how offering your right cheek to someone who has slapped you on the left one is such an awesome idea, on how one particular half-naked bald man went on a fast unto death every time he wanted someone else to do something that they didn’t wanna do, and the past couple of years have been about a contemporary incarnation of the former old man; a copycat who until very recently used to wake up every morning and think…….

‘hmmmm… I’m not feeling very hungry today…….. Ok then… I’m gonna go to Jantar Mantar and fast until someone at the Parliament feels enough pain in the ass to pass that damn bill’.

I don’t really like Anna Hazare. Just imagine… if all our mothers started wearing ‘I’m Anna’ caps and treating us with fast-unto-death-threats until we cleaned our rooms or helped her wash the dishes.

No matter how many arguments you stack up in favour of non-violence, truth remains that every warm-blooded man out there has a list of people they’d like to beat to pulp. I’ve known people who’ve got into bar-fights and came back with black eyes and palm impressions on their cheeks, yet gleaming with something very similar to pride. I don’t know why but looking at them I’ve had feelings closely resembling envy. I reckon it must be a masculine thing we retained from the medieval times…. battle scars on a warrior’s body have always been a source of envy for their less skilled colleagues.

On deeper introspection… maybe I don’t want to get into a fight, maybe what I want is just a battle scar. Something to proclaim that I am a badass… you know, something with a ‘Wolverine effect’.

Jean once said to Logan, ‘Girls like to flirt with bad boys… but they always go home with the good ones.’

At the core of my personality, I believe I belong to the latter category….. but I’d like a bit of both.