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THE ART OF GOSSIP

You know what?

An almost inaudible whirr of the desktop fans pervades all around; a new day has just begun at the workplace. On very similar lines another, this time a rather audible whirr of those well-oiled engines of gossip, rumour, trivial talk and the like has also been set into action, determined to change the very landscape of the day. Then at some point the orchestra of gossip begins, along with master strokes on canvas over canvas these artists, some could be great script-writers too if given a chance, set the stage on fire! With absolutely all other faculties put to rust these gossip artists have the keenest faculty for idle talk activated - yak, yak, yak, and more yak!
Maligning anyone or anything with a touch of their imaginative brush, their repertoire consisting of subtle hints, complete rumours and sometimes things indescribable, all coming at no cost. That evil grin, or the rolling of eyes in immense pleasure at being able to kill another person's or group's reputation without the use of any weapon, how spontaneous, almost effortless ... ! A surreptitious comment to seed clouds of doubt can be compared to minimalist design. A volley of 'Do you know...' are like, well non-sense poetry? A detailed analysis of why something may fail, or is no good are like those detailed sculptures 'nakkashi' in famous temples. Gossip can be elevated to nothing less than high art.
Why do people indulge in such gossip artistry or shall we call it sorcery when there are so many other things to dabble in? May be a grudge to overcome or frustration to drain out, a release mechanism. Some use it as a therapy technique, as music for their souls, just as some people have a pastime sketching, on similar lines, you get it don’t you? Some may say it has a positive side to it - building a cohesive group, or team, making members feel good as part of a group. Some become communities of practice, discussing ideas, rejecting those of others. But when you know it is bordering on some malicious intent, you know that you have entered the realm of gossip! It has even become popular on television these days and in those mindlessly glossy serials. And so deft are these gossip artists that they can apply shades of gossip, sometimes light shades, just a touch, sometimes doing permanent damage like tattoos – an art of the dark!
The gossip-artists can be extremely versatile, modulating their 'stories' like classical music; at their will, wish and based on the state they would like to see their victim in. They can themselves act like victims, as if wallowing in a quagmire of emotions, or they can act out as all-knowing maestros, as if positing a theory of why things are the way they are, often with investigative vigour, showing off their mastery of the art of deduction. They are best described as mental criminals or artists if you consider crime as art. Some of these criminals possess the impunity of boisterous, chest thumping hoodlums, some are more like the scheming masterminds, and some like insane sociopaths in an asylum; almost any of their talk is an unqualified rumour, they exist just to gossip!
Talking of artists, I consider myself an artist (mind you, here I mean the actual meaning of that word), as I sometimes do pencil sketches. And you know what ? I met this lady yesterday at the Gallery Sumukha, who paints like a goddess, is like absolutely good looking and all, but she has some dubious history, you know. Why? Let me tell you why, actually I hear ... Oh! Have I been drawn into that art-world of gossip too, unwittingly? My apologies.

DISCLAIMER: If the opinions of the author have hurt 'anyone', then the author is curious to get initiated as an apprentice under that 'anyone' (who would most likely be a master-gossip-artist) in learning up the art of 'you know what' ...

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