Friday, 13 July 2018

The Underdog Syndrome | Shrink Tales

We spoke about football.

I'd never thought about the 'rooting for the underdog' syndrome. My philophy of football and life in general is that i will stand with the person or people who are weak. Never knew there was so much to it. By standing with the weaker team, your status gets elevated, as a person who is standing with a weaker person. If they win, it means that underdogs can win. If they lose, well, they were weaker to begin with anyway. If they win, it proves that lesser talent can win. Standing with the powerful team is not really a noble act.

The part that i liked the most is when Ish told me something inji had told me long back and i had got pissed with. My feeling insecure and unsafe when my partner earns more than me and pays the whole rent is a by product of patriarchy. Inji had told me that being independent was a disguise for a lack of support system most of the time. Independence is not being able to pay the rent. What my partner and i share is companionship. Except that when Ish said it, i got the satisfactory click inside me.  (Ishani said it was because unlike inji, i was paying her. Nobody listens to their parents because the advice is free. When you have to pay for it, if you are a person with a middle class mentality at least, you will make an effort.)

I asked her why then, knowing that my body image issue is also a product of patriarchy, i was not able to change it, she said it is because it has had a long lasting impact on me, starting from childhood.

I shared my standing with the underdog syndrome the way i experience it with my partner. He was not considered good looking. Nor was he someone on whom girls had crushes. So i felt superior because i, who was hit on by a lot of males - it was all for sex, i think but nevertheless - decided to 'settle' for him.

God it felt horrible writing that. Ish told me that it was not really superiority. It was indicative of my lack of self esteem. I forgot how that figured. I don't know about all that. I do know that he fills me with warmth whenever i even think of him. I find him too beautiful, sometimes i look at him for minutes together, like an idiot.

Today i got hurt when inji told me that she didn't want me to work during my vacation. I was going to book tickets without telling her. Because i was sure she wouldn't sanction my leave. But she said okay and rejected my offer to work for two hours every day if possible.

I don't understand her games. And i get angry when i don't understand her games. And at the end of it all, she might just have typed something while doing hundred other things or thinking hundred other thoughts. And i will try to analyse her sentence for two weeks and keep adding to my mountain of hate.  

The other major incident during the week was that i blocked inji on whatsapp. We had an argument regarding punctuation marks. I got hurt because she was dismissive. I felt she was talking about things she didn't know. It brought back her sentence 'you think you know English' cried for at least two hours. Decided to look for new jobs. Vai Vow asked me to do the same. Like always i defended inji. Later, when he was not cleaning up after himself, i threw 'this is exactly what i do to inji' at him. He became silent.

The pain was unbearable. Calico tried to help but he is also one of those who hates inji.
Today, i disagreed with her in front of other colleagues and she did not talk to me like how she talks in private chat. So i told myself that i had made the right decision.

I still can't believe i blocked her. Me, who years ago would hope against all hopes that i'd get a call from an unknown number. Because the only unknown number who called me was her.

Coming to think of it, rooting for the underdog turned into something else syndrome is something i have for inji. But she is something else entirely. Starting from the clothes she wears to every single thing she does, she is the perfect feminist for me. A feminist much like me but without the privileges i have, who FOUGHT all along and who survived and who SMIRKS at people who tried to put her down. All while making dosas and babies and leading the exact same life my mother leads. It gives me hope that my mother can also be that. And i value that hope very much. 

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