THE GREAT DESPERATION
(The
‘weak will’ series)
A
century before noted story teller Charles dickens wrote a book “the great
expectation” revolving around one’s desire and expectation in life. As the time
passed and the pages started to turn yellow and giving the nostalgic winches,
the words started to jumble their meaning and emerged in the novel avatar of
desperation. Today’s century echo the sounds of the great desperation whether
it is desperation for professional degree or job or marriage or panacea,
everyone is desperate. But there are different ways, people of different
strands of life deal with their despair. This great desperation series would
reveal their despair for recovery from their ailment.
First
in them I’ll pick weak will category.
THE
ROCKY BOTTOM
He
is 35 year old man whose wife is heavily pregnant, that too with a tag of post
thirty high risked pregnancy. A year back due to his multinational
professionalism of night shift, he had gastric problems which was categorize
under GERD(gastro esophageal reflux disease) which means the stomach acid reverting
back towards the mouth and while doing so, eroding the food pipe. Well, at that
time it could have been cured by the help of correcting the blunders in his
diet, life style and indisposition. But contrary to it, he preferred popping
pills to comfort himself.
Forwarding
the time zone three months later to his first diagnosis of GERD, there found a
new link in his medical files as bloody hemorrhoids (bleeding piles). They
scrapped the mucosa of his rectum and bothered him like hell during his act of
defecation. He went on another regime of popping another set of multi color
pills but it gave him only minor comfort for a while and later blossomed with
new vigor. But still to check on the indisposition didn’t click his mind.
Again
few months passed but instead of things getting settled it become worse. And
this was the time the great desperation swept inside him. Anything and
everything, anybody or everybody told him for the treatment, he did but with no
relief on contrary, one encounter with one such random Bengali doctor, who
endorsed his credits with expertise in rectal complaints, maltreated him and
his condition shifted from worse case to worst case scenario. His whole
excretory passage bloomed with nefarious scarlet ulcers throwing him to the
pains of third degree.
The
weak heart, gluttony trait man cried whole night and with the break of dawn and
first sunshine swallowed the whole battle of phenyl in despair to end his miserable
life.
God
be thanked tones, as the phenyl these days is adulterated and with lame power
to kill whatever they intend too. The man was saved. Presently he is psyche
ward under the treatment of psychiatrist along with surgeon to treat his
suicidal instincts and scarlet wounds embodying his ass respectively.
THE
HYSTERIC DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
The
word “hysteria” has been derived from the word hysteron, which means womb or
uterus. Hence hysteria has been linked with women since the origin of this
vocabulary.
A
55years old woman who was excessively or pathologically conscientious about her
looks and appearance that she went into a heartfelt shock when after the attack
of viral infection in her eyes suddenly had Bell’s palsy (The kind of paralysis
that leads to dropping and shifting the muscles of the face to other side)
That
day all the tectonic plates’ beneath her feet skipped and followed by her
desperation of fast recovery which continued for months. Allopathic, homeopathy
and Ayurveda she knocked the doors of every system of medicine available to
mankind.
She
was improving at her pace but the mirrors were cruel to her, constantly
reminding her of her misery.
Though
after two month of treatment she has regained her facial anatomy but constant drilling
over one brooding thoughts had reconstructed her prudence and weakened her
nerves to an extent that they have benumbed.
She
has gone into fits of hysteria with migratory headaches. Once a public
personality, she has locked herself in darkness of solitude.
She
sleeps, weeps and eats, abandoning her household duties and relationship. She has
become third grade hypo chondric making the life of people near her a live
hell.
Presently
she is under my treatment and recovering but even though after months of
treatment she gets cured but the moot point is her low thresh hold self and the
great desperation lead her to the most treacherous path of melancholy and
self-loathing.
PHRENOLOGY
OF WEAK WILL
Pinched
nose at the tip
Dropping
outer commeasure eyes below the imaginary isometric (straight) line drawn
between both eyes
MORAL
It’s
all in the power of mind, it’s on you whether to believe it or not.
CHECK OUT
NEXT WEEK ANOTHER SIDE OF DESPERATION, PART 2 OF THIS SERIES.
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