WHAT AN IDIOT!!!
If you dislike somebody,
Their each and every act becomes irritating.
They were on a wrong footing from start and somehow their wavelengths didn't quiet resonate.
He was no more than 5 feet 4,
a belly which was designed to bulge over the belt, tearing through the bottom two buttons, a round face which had a perennial moronic grin, a large mole at the root of his nose and greasy sparse hair which were stretched across a balding head and a weight which would have been a burden on any knees.
Annoying was his habit,
of wearing his glasses low on his nose,
of the way he shook his knee whilst talking,
of licking his lips after sipping his coffee.
His speech was poor in diction and in content...
Never did he make any useful suggestions or comments, in the past year he came to the hospital.
There was no bigger a contrast one would witness,
as between him and his senior partner.
The other one was atleast 6 feet, wore well ironed clothes, always had a well groomed moustache like in an advert, had an air of knowledge around him and his command on his speech and its usage was impeccable.
Unsurprisingly, the short one hadn't climbed the company ranks and the taller one had quickly outranked him.
So, his job usually entailed doing the coffee runs for the others and updating his sales record on the laptop, whilst his clever partner helped the surgeon in theatre.
That day was proving to be very stressful for the Surgeon.
No matter what he tried, he couldn't reach the cartilage with any device and the deformed joint was proving to be a challenge. Tiredness was soon replaced by frustration.
The 2 medical reps who were supposed to bring the new devices hadn't turned up either.
After a 3 hour struggle, he paused, scrubbed out, threw his gloves and apron in disgust.
Sat in the coffee room was the irritating rep. He glanced through the window , saw the surgeon and went out to get him a mocha.
After refreshing himself, the surgeon went back in the theatre, unsure how to tackle the problem.
He was glad that the annoying Rep had not followed him.
" Shall we try this retractor, ?" his scrub nurse pointed towards the angled steel device in the corner of the room.
That was a very old prototype, but, as there was nothing else to try, so he reluctantly agreed to use it.
An hour later, with the joint now fixed, he was very pleased about his skills.
" Well suggested Sister, !" He congratulated his scrub nurse, but he was proud of his abilities.
"It was actually the Rep who had left it there," he turned to her, surprised by her reply.
Rather sheepishly, the Surgeon took the loathsome Rep down to the cafe.
His habits seemed a little less irritating.
Even the mole didn't seem to bother as much.
He had rarely spoken to this Rep on his own.
"That retractor was perfect for the joint, " he had to start the conversation somewhere.
" I knew," the Rep said.
Did he mean,
"I Know" or
Did he mean,
" I knew".
A world of difference between those two words.
The first implied that he had realised that the instrument had worked.
Whilst the latter suggested,
He always knew that it was going to work....
The look in his eyes was different.
Behind those glasses, his eyes betrayed his worth.
Those eyes, ' Knew'.
They always 'Knew'.
"You are more useful, than what you portray yourself as," the surgeon said fixing his gaze on his eyes.
" Why do you feign to be less knowledgeable? "
"In this world there is always someone more knowledgeable, aware and cleverer than you and with a different point of view. And its human nature to get attracted towards the one who speaks well and writes clever thing's.
People try to be clever and quote philosophically. They don't wish to look or sound stupid.
I have a different dilemma.
I worry, that, inadvertently, I will make a clever statement. Hence, the conscious attempt to appear gullible."
"But, if Newton, Hawking, Einstein, Aryabhatta all had decided to appear stupid, then the world would have been a lot poorer." The surgeon realised this Rep orbited a different planet altogether.
"We fool ourselves, doctor.
After Newton's discovery, the apple still falls on the ground, as it did before the discovery.
The value of nothing is still zero.
We glorified these people.
Just like Mother Theresa.
They didn't choose glorification in their life time. For they lived, for science, humanity and knowledge.
Even if we forget to wind the watch, time doesn't stall.
Only, we are unaware of it,
but time, like gravity, carries on.
We think that the watch is tied on our wrist,
But, in effect, it is we, who are bound to it.
"But, don't you feel insulted, humiliated, by younger ones getting promoted, moving up the ladder, getting all the acclaim?" The surgeon was still trying to come to grasp with these notions.
"Behaving less clever, has its own virtues, doctor.
You never can fall in the other persons esteem. Those who fall down, are those sitting on citadels,
If you are at the bottom, you never fall and even if you do,
the fall doesnt hurt."
" What about your family though? , Do you not wish that they think highly of you?" The surgeons head was now spinning.
"My wife, too, thinks that my worth is less. My 11 year old daughter pays our bills and does the other transactions on line.
Tell me, if I had got involved in those things, my daughter wouldn't have stepped up her game, would she?."
" Doctor, we waste a lot of our time and energy portraying ourselves. Portraying the image we wish to be in.
The true painter of the whole canvas, however, my dear Doctor, is somebody else...."
"What an idiot! " the doctor wondered about himself, had he been all his life ....