S.O.B......a word very close to my heart. Some wonderful people I have known are harmlessly S.O.B.
Under ideal circumstances it would mean Self Obsessed Bastards but by the sheer virtue of it being shared by some of my close friends I would tweak it for Self Obsessed Buggers :)
Initially I was of the impression that these are few odd people just superbly impressed by their existence. It was a termite effect. As and how I ventured deep I realised they are a world in themselves. Too many of them without a cure, all shouting the same - SOS (Self obsession syndrome, pun intended).
Couple of oddities which will help you realise the victims -
- All their conversations revolve around themselves. The best part is they do not even realize this and are absolutely naive about it. Yup one of them has actually admitted that this is a god gift and they are simply doing justice to it.
- When you try sneaking in the conversation you last only for about 30 seconds or so. They do a marvellous job of capturing the entire time frame.
- You are caught unaware by the increased pangs of Jealousy and so wish that you were half as capable as them.
- All said and done you just can't help loving them. They are so admirable with their open self adulations.
The only word of caution, there are black sheeps in the pack too. Though few in number they mar the reputation of the entire fraternity with their boisterous acts of pomp and show. The best treatment is oblivion. Let them slip by unnoticed. They die their own death in the absence of air and water.
Rest, the SOBs are wonderful, god's own creatures. They are messengers in disguise preaching the world to be proud of oneself. It is two different things to feel proud and to share it with the world. Let all know the positives in order to manage perceptions better. They leave nothing to assumptions. They make the world a better place to live in by promoting a culture of openess, self awareness and acceptance.
LONG LIVE THE SOBs and BETTER THRIVE THE BREED. AMEN
