A letter to an Arrogant Bastard.

Dear Mr. Random Arrogant Stranger,

You know very well that you have just met me and that you are just a random person that I happen to have the ungracious apathy to meet on this particular, random day. I showed you the basic formal respect like any normal, educated human being would show and in return, what do I get? A humiliating and a disrespectful sneer form your mouth. Who gave you the rights to just come to me and open up a conversation with the plagiarizing words that not only makes me feel humiliated but also hurts me in a way that you can’t understand because of your arrogance. You came to me and made a low-down statement by calling me and my friends’ fat and further attempted to bring down our spirits by stating that we don’t “work-out” enough. Who the hell do you think you are to call me fat to my face? And don’t you know that it’s none of your business at all, to ask what I do with my life? You just met me 5 minutes back and you think yourself as someone to whom I’ll listen and talk about my weight issues. Are you my dietician or are you my guardian? Just because you are old enough to be respected by the society, that doesn’t give you any right to come up to young women like me and my friends and call us fat. Did you really think that while you made that fat statement, we all would cry our eyes out ask you advice on losing weight? Did you seriously think that while displaying your utter stupidity? I can see why you thought you could rule any women by your arrogance. While I was giving you a piece of my mind on how to behave in public, I noticed your daughter and your wife, standing behind you, silently and helplessly watching you lose your face in public as I made sure people around us heard what a grave mistake you had done today by coming up to us for no reason and calling us fat. I guess you are so used to rule your conservative women at your home. But not even for a minute did you think that outside your house, women are different, strong and bold and that you are in no way capable to rule them with your arrogance.

I asked you one question for which you were incapable to answer and in turn that shut your arrogant mouth up. I asked, “Have you looked yourself in the mirror lately? Do you really think you are so perfect that you can strut around with your balding head and a pot-belly that you possess and can come up to me with your imperfections and point out to me, my flaws?” Are you so blinded by your arrogance that makes you think yourself as a superior man and makes me and my friends less superior and hence we should be called by the word “FAT”? Even as I asked you these questions, there you were, still arguing with me that “as a human being, you had to make that statement to make me realise how much I weigh”. FYI MR. Arrogant-bald-headed-man, I know very well about my body nature and I don’t need some random third person to come to me and point out my flaws. This is modern society mister, so stop being so blindly stupid. Long gone are the days where you could have your way with women. If you don’t show me respect, you sure as hell won’t get any respect from me. Just because you are old enough to be my dad (which you incidentally stated while I was ripping your arrogance apart with my words), that doesn’t make you genetically my dad, does it? And don’t you even for a minute compare your lousy self to my dad, because if my dad were to be here while you made that statement, he would have literally punched you in the face. This is a fact and I’m one hundred percent true in my words, so stop arguing with me further, uncle ji. I was blatantly euphoric to have further shut your arrogant mouth when I asked you, “If some random guy came up to your daughter and called her a slut, would you have kept quiet?” You may not have called me any bad names, but making a statement about my body is just as bad. In fact, it’s worse. 

You saw only my physical exterior and thought yourself as a god who would grace upon my soul and make me realize how unhealthy I am and in turn you dreamed yourself to be my saviour by imagining that I would fall to your feet and tell you in a teary voice, “Uncle-ji you have opened my eyes, I never realised that I was fat, until now. Thank you for calling me fat, I will lost my weight and I will always remember you for opening my eyes”, I guess that’s the attitude you posses. By now you must know, that I don’t give a rat’s fart for people like you. I know very well what I am and I don’t need a lecture from you, you random moron. I know what I’m going through and I very well know what I’m doing with my life to stay healthy. And incidentally, this is not at all the point for this post. This post is about you and your arrogance and how not to cross your limits with women or any other person for that matter. Learn to show some basic respect Mister “know-it-all”. Only then will people respect you back. And when you finally realised that you lost your argument and shamelessly excused yourself, without even an apology, your daughter came up to me and apologized to me on your behalf. You should be glad to have a daughter like that who cleans up your mess after you. I pity your wife and daughter, who are currently living, helplessly under your arrogant shadow.

I was happy to have humiliated you because you deserved every word I said today, but none of those words were rude but strong enough to pierce your icy arrogance. You should be glad that you don’t understand Kannada, because as you walked away, my friends called you names that would have made your mother wish that she had never given birth to you.

The next time you decide to speak your mind without thinking in front of a person, I’m sure you will remember me and my words.

                                                                                                                 Yours most truly,

                                                                                                                A strong, independent woman.