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How To Be A Good Neighbour 201

Creations of a weird girl

Well, the board examinations are underway and I’m done with mine so here’s an article somewhat related to it. There are like a bazillion articles/videos/guides for the stressed-out students. (I won’t comment on their usefulness) This article though, does not concern students, who I’m sure are busy on better social-networking sites, which they are signing in and out multiple times a day,  alternating between the good and the bad.

This article is a step-by-step procedure on being a better neighbour when board examinees live nearby.

Step 1: Don’t exceed the acceptable levels of noise. This not only includes the sound levels of electronics but also human voice, especially if you live in an apartment. Neighbours have no freaking idea how irritating it is when an overly stressed out student is concentrating on solving a calculus equation, but hears a background noise screaming, “Who is dying in that latest-gibberish-spewing Indian sitcom?”

Step 2: That’s it. Repeat Step 1 till their examinations are over.

I know you might be wondering if I’m speaking from personal experience, then YES! I’ve got horrible neighbours. For proof click on the link below.And yes this article is to garner sympathy. So sad me!😢

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Creations of a weird girl

“Good neighbors come in all colours,

Black, red, yellow and green.

Though their outsides may look diff-er-rent,

But they belong to the family of man.”

Unfortunately, the same cannot be said to be true of my neighbors. Okay fine, they do ‘belong to the family of man’, but not a very civilised one, that is.

Imagine the (true) scenario, you are struggling with a trigonometry problem for hours, and when you are just about to get the answer, a high-pitched, ear-slicing   voice originating from a very coarse throat wrecks havoc on your attention span and yet again, you miss getting the correct solution by a hair’s breadth.

Or imagine reading a book in your leisure time. The book is a suspense-thriller and you are nearing the end of the book. Anxiously flipping the pages with your sticky index finger. What you require right now is eerie silence for just a few more minutes, and guess what, the boy-next-door , in the absence of his parents, had cracked up the volume of his speaker, which frankly burst out with the most pathetic songs ever composed, to it’s fullest. And if this were not enough, he decides to do karaoke with his harsh, utterly disturbing voice.

Or imagine having guests over, to whom you want to convey the most elite impression and they end up asking you about the strange rebellious voices he hears in his room, till late at night. Your head bows down in embarrassment and you mutter curse words under your breath.

They say anger management lessons and meditation can help calm one’s nerves. I would really like to give them a try, because my neighbors insist on getting on my nerves ever-single-day.

It is not as of they are very friendly people who like socializing and can’t help being rowdy and unreasonably loud. Instead, they are the snobbish ones who don’t even respond to a kindly greeting. So far, I have not found the tiniest reason to like them, but on the contrary, I’ve found many to despise them.

Sometimes, out of pure irritation I scream at them, but they hardly take notice of it. Other times, I’ve tried turning the radio volume up, but to no effect.

Can I slip notes under the door? Or leave anonymous post-its on their front door? Or should I gather up the courage and sensibility to confront them about it? Nothing, I can do exactly nothing because in my mother’s words,” We ought to be good, sophisticated and understanding neighbours”.