This isn't a confession booth. There is as much hooey as truth. My shtick. A smorgasbord of craptacular stuff. A samba of matters medical as well as personal.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Paradox?
I am sure that everyone who gets up in the morning utters a small prayer to himself or herself invoking the Almighty's blessing for good health and a satisfying day, or atleast if not a prayer everyone wishes for this. But to think of it from another point of view. The medical practitioner who wishes for more patients ( thereby more illness) so that he can put his sons in a "convent" school or buy a new house or car or jewelry for his nagging wife! The undertaker who awaits the news of a death so that he can go about his business. The grave digger who is eagerly awaiting a dead body so that he could feed his wife and children. The man who consigns the dead to the flames, the ambulance owner who "wants" an "accident case" so that he can ferry them to the nearest hospital to rake in some moolah. So many persons' life depends on the misfortunes of others.
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