Dear reader, my only reader, I am writing this to you. Abstinence is defined as holding back an urge or a desire and holding back all those ideas in my mind and hampering my pen feels that way. I am thinking of writing all the time, to write to you, but what holds me back, is the supposedly more important things that I have to do in my life. Why should I write to you about “notes on a scandal” or “tales of the heart” whitest I have to sit down and finsh writing my thesis about “fecal in continence” even my thesis about fecal incontinence I would like to write to you about, in an interesting way ofcourse, If I would just allow my self.
If you are reading those lines, you need to know that I am writing to share with you my observations about this life. I am humble person, yet I know that I can be very observant at times and this helped me out much during surgical assistance. It’s not only surgical procedures I observe, I also observe other things and sharing with you my observations would be like having a nice chat with a friend.
I have so many stories to tell and reflect on, stories about organ transplantion and my experience and this psychopathic surgeon who told me that he would prick me and give me hep C ! Are surgeons psychopaths, interestingly there was an article in the Royal college of surgeons on this subject and surprisingly they also made some statistics about it. If you want to turn a subject into a paper do statistics.
When I write I do write like an academic, and this might be one of the reasons i don’t write that much, since I need to proof read and check the validity of the information that I wrote down. But I won’t do that this time. I just want to write.
I want to tell you about the art of breaking the rules, about me defying rules of gravity, this great surgeon defying rules of surgery and finally the poor reporter who failed to break the rules.
Or let me talk to you about my interview I have carried out few interesting interviews that I would like to write about. The Oxford, Liverpool and finally Leeds those are truly stories to tell.
What about the man who flew over the cuckow nest? And defying authority and how we need to keep a low profile at times. Such a painful price he payed for defying authority, he had a lobotomy, did you know that J.F.Kennedy sister had a lobotomy, her father forced her to have one, so I heard from a secondary source.
Do you know in Strasbourg sometime in the Middle Ages there were a bunch of people who got into a dancing frenzy and they danced until they died? A controversial story though. Starasbourg is a French city on the border with Germany, it was part of Germany in the Middle Ages and one of the few sites of preserved German architecture. I don’t know what would cause people to dance to death, may be there is particular kind of hallucinogenic plant growing somewhere in Strasbourg.
Do you know that your time is so precious, that the day on earth is different to the day in venous, I heard that the venous day is longer than its year. So I f I want to save some time I might benefit from traveling into space. Traveling at the speed of light is the only way to counteract aging otherwise the only other alternative is the scalpel and may be some rejeuvinating cremes and mesotherapy for the time being.
Do you know about hypnotism and the neglected power of subconscious.
Do you remember your dreams or does the morning snooze wipe them out.
Do you know why practice makes perfect, because the action signal is generated at the level of brain stem, with no delay at the cerebral cortex, like working on an autopilot mode.
Do you know in order to be a good surgeon you need “some one to take you under his/her wings” and for that you really need to be ………, I am not sure what I am afraid.
Voltaire has read the Arabian nights three times and every time he read it he wished he would forget so that he enjoys reading it the same way every time. I read it as well when I was a teenager and this is exactly how I felt. I can’t find better words than Voltaire’s to say. There were few particular stories that intrigued me and stuck there in my memory; the story of shahriar’s transformation into the serial killer, his and his brother’s wife betrayal their shocking encounter with the dive’s kidnapped bride. The story of the jaundice man, the slogan and the Jewish pious man who forgot to look into the sky.
How often do you look at the sky? What do you think of people who like to take picture of swans and wandering bees? Do you think they are out of the blue?
If you managed to get that far in reading my random article/piece well then I would like to thank you and thank you for reading just as people say thank you for listening and good bye.😊