The Odd Men Out.

Sometimes I feel like laughing at the desperate comedy of the world! This is the world full of people intoxicated with their own egos, drunk with a sense of their own importance, who just go off gadded about in their automobiles, in frequent expensive malls and restaurants to blow off all their money on works of ‘art’ of singular hideousness, which probably won’t serve any worthwhile purpose other than lurking in some sinister corner of their oddly decorated mansion. In all their ‘oddliness’, things are found that would best adorn the dustbin, of pure aesthetic value.

It’s the age of the Odd, Absurd and the Useless. Fashion changes with teeth-grinding regularity. Sometimes feel like questioning:  Who decides what’s in and what’s out, anyway? Bizarre designs of highly overrated designers are exorbitantly expensive. Yet, for the love of the Odd, the excessively rich, go ahead and purchase the potentially unwearables and only settle for the best. Maybe filling the house with things one don’t really need is the new trend. As usual, people will unthinkingly and without question, follow the trend. The thought of it chills me to the marrow.

This is the life that the people on the extreme end of financial stability lead. They love the unconventional, the unusual – the words they use to describe things that are utterly odd and absurd. This has often given me cause for wonderment – if this trend continues, will we end up being called the 'odd men out'?