The Moral of Miscommunication 2.0

(Read Part 1 here)

Varun heard about Aakash’s failed attempt to woo the lady. He ridiculed Aakash for days until one day he asked for Varun’s help. He narrated all his failed attempts on Tinder. Aakash was a talented salesman but “selling” himself to a woman was not his cup of tea.

Varun gladly helped his best friend in setting up an interesting Tinder profile. Aakash gradually became a popular heartthrob on Tinder. After two weird dates, the third one was finally the lucky charm. Aakash fell in love with Ria, a freelance graphic designer.

Aakash was ready for the next big step in his relationship. He was looking for the perfect ring. He browsed the Internet looking for the most elegant design at a reasonable price. The flood of options confused him. He gave up his search.

Probing into his salesman instincts, he came up with a customized solution: a ring with the initials engraved.

Amid the shimmering candlelight at a rooftop restaurant, he uttered, “Will you marry me? I can’t think of anyone who completes me more than you do. You are good enough for me.”

The next second, his face was splattered with wine.

Moral: Articulation matters.

A salesman’s persistence finally yielded results. Yes, the girl replied “Yes!” in the second attempt.

He introduced Aditya to his wife on his wedding reception.

Aditya greeted, “Congratulations! Wish you both a successful married life together.”

His wife exclaimed, “We weren’t failures before!”

Moral: Always wish someone a “Happy married life ahead.” There is already enough talk of success in almost everything else.

His newly wedded wife sent him to the grocery store for the first time. The dutiful husband returned with:

One bread,

Two pounds of butter,

Three packs of 1 kg salt,

and Four dozen eggs.

Bewildered, the wife looked at her list:

1 bread

2 pound of butter

3 salt 1kg

4 dozen eggs

Moral: Punctuation matters.

 Ria tried to contribute modestly to the household income through her freelance projects. Her mentor’s influence on her was huge. Her designs were deeply inspired by his works.

In gratitude, she explained, “This work has been derived from my mentor’s.”

The awestruck clients now looked less impressed.

Moral: “Derived” and “inspired” are distant cousins.  

One day, sensing Ria’s sadness, her friend enquired, “What did the doctor say?”

Ria broke the news, “He said I have Diabetes!”

Her friend blurted, “Oh dear! Get well soon!”

Ria now looked even more heart-broken.

Moral: When someone suffers from a chronic ailment, never say “get well soon” to comfort them.

Aakash kept reaching new heights. He won the “Best Manager Award” for the third consecutive year. He was promoted to Senior Sales Manager. His colleagues threw a promotion party.

“Meet my wife, Ria. She’s a housewife.” He announced.

“I thank my team and seniors for their unconditional support and dedication. I am a self-made man and I think you too should try to emulate…” said Aakash in his acceptance speech.

But thereafter, no more acceptance speeches were heard from Aakash, as the “Best Manager” award never came his way again. Also, from that day on, his abode was more house than home with a homemaker wife whose respect he had lost because of his insensibility.

Moral: Contradictions harm. Don’t demean a homemaker by calling her a “housewife.”

Ever since Aakash designated Ria as a housewife, she fell prey to insecurities and felt disconnected from him. Shrouded by a spiral of unexpressed feelings, one day, Ria began to cry blues to Akash saying: “I feel so lonely even in your presence. Aakash, you are so hard-hearted, inconsiderate, and unfeeling. The harsh adjectives, like bullets, pierced Aakash’s ego.

Stressed by overworking himself at office in order to fix his slipping reputation, he screamed saying, “Don’t blow things out of proportion. I do not have time for all this.”

Bruised by his words, Ria lost herself and pushed him to the wall. Aakash, fueled by revenge, swung punches at her, till his vengeful feelings were satiated and yelled at her “Go to hell, you mad woman.”

The demon in them triumphed.

Moral: Think, Feel, and Talk Empathy.

Things never improved for Aakash. It was all chaos. He got divorced, which also started impacting his professional life. On the recommendation of Varun, he decided to consult a psychiatrist.

“I have been getting suicidal thoughts ever since my relationship broke up.”

“Oh, how long did your affair last?” the psychiatrist enquired.

Shocked, he left the psychiatrist’s chamber never to return for counseling.

Moral: Relationship != Affair


With inputs from my mentees Dhruv Mohta, Rahul Agarwal, Smriti Singh, and Srija Chakraborty.

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