Auto drivers are some of the friendliest lot. They remember you and one fine day, when you are feeling all alone in the middle of a traffic jam and looking out despondent, they flash a bright smile and ask you how you are doing. Makes you feel so much better. Oh, there may be a small price to pay, I don't know. Twenty Rupees above the meter.
Thinking of it, doctors seem to feel that "How are you?" is only a one-way traffic. I was sitting on the sofa and the dentist guy came out and said, "How are you?", all smiles. The smile was infectious, I was feeling pretty well and I said, "I'm fine! How are you?" The guy was taken aback and it took him some seconds to reply that he was fine too. Then I realized he actually meant how my teeth were doing. That's pretty disappointing actually. When will they stop seeing us as organs instead of a whole body?
My tooth hurts. Anaesthesia didn't do much today either. I'm beginning to get seriously worried.
Thinking of it, doctors seem to feel that "How are you?" is only a one-way traffic. I was sitting on the sofa and the dentist guy came out and said, "How are you?", all smiles. The smile was infectious, I was feeling pretty well and I said, "I'm fine! How are you?" The guy was taken aback and it took him some seconds to reply that he was fine too. Then I realized he actually meant how my teeth were doing. That's pretty disappointing actually. When will they stop seeing us as organs instead of a whole body?
My tooth hurts. Anaesthesia didn't do much today either. I'm beginning to get seriously worried.
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