The Extremists

Talk about the worst days (or should I say the most restless days) of my life. With endless plans to reset the clock to 25 hours, just so I could sleep at least 5 hours after all the work, the projects, the assignments and all other things I get myself involved in at the university.

I couldn’t find time, or it’s better to say I couldn’t find something worth enough to blog about, for the past few weeks. The same old politics, the same old lies and the same old (new) crap that’s roaming my television.

But, just thought that I should share this one. Not because any of these things will be of any importance to you. But because I love sharing it. I’ll keep the details to a minimum coz I have to attend the university for another year after thisJ

Ok, let’s start by saying that I happen to hold (now I’ve completed my tenure) a position in the university where I represented two student groups, a position that involved dealing with the administration on behalf of the students. Though I was from the group that were the majority I was told and was elected on the condition that I will be impartial in all my actions and decisions and will act in a manner that is beneficial to the whole student population.

It all went quite until towards the end of my tenure. Then a request came from the minority and I acted as impartially as I could and acted in a manner which I thought was not favoring either party. Since I never saw any harm in their request to the majority, I decided to let that request go through to the administration.

Then the firecrackers started popping up. The students from my group came thrashing at me saying that I acted in a favorable manner to the other party. These were the same students that made me realize that we should think more about the minority rather than ourselves. These were the same people that preached about friendship and how they could be happy by seeing someone else’s happiness.

I was so amazed. Disgusted should be the correct word. How could people change so much? We all came to the university as one group. Stayed together as brothers and sisters for two whole years without any clash. Now we are emotionally separated. We don’t smile with each other as we used to.

I just feel horrible that I had to be in the center when all this happened. The selfishness of a small number of people, my people, and how they spread it to their advantage, just amazes me. All the hoax they used to pretend and finally the cats come out when they feel the slightest threat to their stakes.

They managed to do a great job, these selfish; egotist and I hate to call them humans. They screamed and they plotted, trying to lobby the biggest possible group around the saying that the others (the minority group) are trying to over power them. And the less informed ones just follow suit. They don’t even know what they are shouting for, but the mere conviction that their stakes are at risk is enough for them to forgo the friendship they had for years.

There’s also a group that say that what I did was right (from my own group). But they won’t say a word. They have everything to loose if they go against the big wave that was created and nothing if they keep their mouth shut. If they dare say that what these people are doing is wrong, they’ll cast him as not belonging to the group and say that he/she is sleeping with someone in the other group.

Now when I think about it, I see that this is exactly what has happened to this country, or even this world, at a larger scale. Everyone is fine and happy until their personal stakes are threatened by someone else. Every other person is a friend if he/she doesn’t become a success than they are.

So, I’ve become an outlaw. Most of whom I thought as my friends don’t even look at me anymore; just because I didn’t prevent the other group from having something that we don’t have.

To be honest, I’m happy that they are not my friends anymore. What good are they if they can’t feel happy at someone else’s success? They would have left me anyway if I ever became a success than they are.

I should have known better. From the very words of one of these ‘friends’ I had: “It’s a dog-eat-dog world out there; and now I know that he really meant it that day.