Tuesday, July 22, 2008

The Silly Clinic

Sir Tom was sleepy after school,that kind of thing usually happens given the things people encounter in such a heavenly place
and finally when Sir Tom got home more than once he felt that something was wrong him, the year was 2001 and he was still in eighth standard for the eight year, which in his family was like being in one of the moons of saturn for more than a moment, not that they were much informed about the astronomical advancements over the century,
they were in fact the most ordinary family in the whole of Madras and the rest of the discovered and exlporable universe

the greatest achievement was by Sir Tom himself ; the thing being that he overstayed in the same class for almost a decade, not that he liked the teacher so much but because he just didn't want to proceed to the next class..

"We must take Tom to that clinic" said his mother, and as bad things always happen before the good things he was dragged to some unlocated place in saidapet which on Google earth will resemble 1/67 th the size of the mole on robert deniro's cheek

It was the Silly Clinic,
Welcome to the Silly Clinic said a red board with red lettering which was one of the major causes why people forgot the existence of such a wonder.

Could we have an appointment said the mother in her usually motherish tone,
the nurse did not reply
she had never replied in her whole career for no reason

Sir Tom looked up at the leaking ceiling, it was leaking obviously the leaking ceiling had to leak.
"Mother the ceiling is leaking" he said in 'the world is coming to an end' tone, his mother said nothing but just slapped the eighteen year old in front of the forty year old nurse as the sixty year old doctor had just opened his door to take a look at the leak, co-incidence
he had found his man
this was the silly clinic after all,
"Will my son pass this year at least?" the mother asked to the doctor who stood at the leaking alleyway under the leaking ceiling, it was a tough question, he had never passed an examination but then he was happy, always happy a certain gift only bestowed to the mad men and to innocent births on this green land of ours, he adjusted his thick framed glasses and simply said
"All things must pass" and went into the noisy world in search of god and a plumber to seal the ceiling.

Satyeki

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