Beware! English Literature Nazi Peeps
Show some bloody compassion

Here I am.
And I am writing an audacious and amazing letter to you all.
After reading that you can shake your head a bit and fuck off straight from the room.
I have been receiving complaints about you. Things were fine till the time you were lurking in the comments section of some random people but the world came to halt when you started pin-pointing fingers on Facebook too.
What the fuck is so wrong with you my friends?
You told someone that it’s not the right quotation. It was shared by one of my friends. She picked it up from Google. The person who wrote is dead. How could you find a fault in someone who is not even alive anymore? Were you on weed or some personal ego satisfaction agenda when this happened?
Tell me honestly, when your parents had sex were they fucking each other using words from the Oxford Dictionary? If not, sit back and relax to see how cunning you have become in this world.
Show some bloody compassion.
I was raised by simple parents. I did my schooling from a simple school. My English teacher who used to be so sexy in voice and stunning in attires was fired because she was faking her degree all this while. I got to know about this just two years ago.
But what shall I do now?
I cannot fix my past. I have learned English from her in the best possible way. If I cannot pronounce words like flabbergasted it is because I never heard them anywhere before. How could it be considered my fault? I am shattered.
I came out of the nest of my mommy as a cute kid. And mind you cuteness you got to earn rest all could be given to you.
I am fucked up. Now and then some random asshole would come and correct my English and then I saw you were there to join their Nazi army and rule evergreen learners like me. I am disappointed.
I can tell you one thing for sure, there are ways to tell someone when they are writing wrong words and committing grammatical mistakes. But the way I see you guys doing this with fucked approach of “I know better than you sweetie” — that puts me off.
Next time, be humble and tell the person politely what’s wrong with their sentence formation than ruling the world with your fucked-up dictatorship attitude. I wouldn’t learn from you but rather punch you straight in the face.
I hope I am clear.
Thank you for reading my words. That’s exactly what people like me feel when you degrade us in front of others as if we have had no feelings.
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Gurpreet Dhariwal is the author of “My Soul Rants: Poems of a Born Spectator.” Her eBook is now available at Google PlayStore, Amazon, and Kindle. Connect with Gurpreet on LinkedIn, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, or Youtube
