8:06 AM - IST - Bangalore
Guns for show, knives for a pro - Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
I always wanted a gun when I was younger. They are easy to use; point, pull, bang and dead. The inherent problem with a gun is that the ammunition eventually runs out. The refill portion of the weapon makes it highly inefficient even if it is able to dispatch enemies with more ease than a knife.
I classify knives as a much more efficient class of weapons for many reasons. They offer range, more pain during death and require more mastery to outclass most other weapons. The amount of time and dedication required to learn the Bushido arts is one way of showing my love for knives. The amount of precision and patience required to wield a blade is evident in most cultures even the more brash ones.
The reason for this blog post is to illustrate the stupidity that I have been experiencing for the past three or four weeks. One of my 'so-called' friends has taken it upon himself to feel a bit more superior than the rest and for all reasons under the sun, I have allowed it. He once came to us with a problem that he felt incapable of making a come-back against the people he worked with and we offered a little support on the issue. I knew then just as I know now, that he is a gun-wielder. People with the narrow-mindedness always go for the quick approach and will even fire in the dark at times to make their point. To add to his compounded idiocy, my friend also feels that he has the ability to twist people's minds by simply text-ing them or by avoiding people to create bigger and more unavoidable scenarios. However, it is now reaching its event horizon and will eventually start bleeding into the parts of my personal life that I hold a bit more dear than the niceness i have chosen to exhibit.
Tread softly my friend, I have been sharpening my blade while you run around playing cowboy with the people I care about a lot.
Music Listened to while writing this blog - Texas - Halo
Mood - Calculative
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