Krishna stood up right after the Patient was gone and ran to his
credit givers again.He needed money for Acidum phosporicum, weisbadan,
lycopodium clavatium and jaborandi. All the pleasure items were long
gone to be registered for charge with the creditors. So came in chairs
pillows bed table blankets.All were kept open for bid - beg he here and
there but long was gone the trust of creditors over him. atlast ready
to sell himself off,..maybe he could be useful in some labor jobs...
But why he was doing it.? He need not take all this at the cost of his
own life. This last credit may take heavy toll. Might disrupt
everything. But just like the crazy painter he researched the medicine
composition in high potential. so tonight to complete this master piece
if Color red falls short, he's ready to fill in the portrait with his
own blood. The trance he experienced tonight was the state he longed
for,. The biochemical medicine was prepared and given to the patient,
the next time he visited, with strict urge to use it.
Maybe that was the last of the patients he had seen,. Few days in drought and one day Krishna's mother underwent seizure, rushed to hospital and House was sold off. Nowhere to live -but Krishna's mother came out fine, still unable to understand why her brother is ruining his life for her ?
They were taken into creditors custody. Certificate burned. Krishna's mother and he were given residence at servants house. He has to work as the helper to decorators in Event Organization - "Happy Beginning ",..marriage stage and hall decorators.
Today he was decorating for the marriage hall and he was on the stage and at that time the Bridegroom walked in and Krishna recognized him and the hair and the Acidum phosphoricum that had worked. He hid himself and walked off.
Then when the marriage being proceeded, there at the corner of the Hall he stood watching the free falling thick hair over the forehead where, - once 7 months back there was baldness winning the hair fall battle,. He had his moment, he felt, his heart experiencing the same feeling, once when he had played the cassette. He kept standing for..maybe 25 mins trying to summarize his doctorate and his life and the running moment of happiness. He was feeling like a uncrown King, feeling like a secret scientist who secretly invented secret of alchemy and today when it worked, there were no one to clap. Like the artist left alone with his prize, left alone and all the nature around him appreciating his composition without knowing the composer......today not even his mother is his mother...
He just murmured .." Acid phosphoricum worked..."
Maybe that was the last of the patients he had seen,. Few days in drought and one day Krishna's mother underwent seizure, rushed to hospital and House was sold off. Nowhere to live -but Krishna's mother came out fine, still unable to understand why her brother is ruining his life for her ?
They were taken into creditors custody. Certificate burned. Krishna's mother and he were given residence at servants house. He has to work as the helper to decorators in Event Organization - "Happy Beginning ",..marriage stage and hall decorators.
Today he was decorating for the marriage hall and he was on the stage and at that time the Bridegroom walked in and Krishna recognized him and the hair and the Acidum phosphoricum that had worked. He hid himself and walked off.
Then when the marriage being proceeded, there at the corner of the Hall he stood watching the free falling thick hair over the forehead where, - once 7 months back there was baldness winning the hair fall battle,. He had his moment, he felt, his heart experiencing the same feeling, once when he had played the cassette. He kept standing for..maybe 25 mins trying to summarize his doctorate and his life and the running moment of happiness. He was feeling like a uncrown King, feeling like a secret scientist who secretly invented secret of alchemy and today when it worked, there were no one to clap. Like the artist left alone with his prize, left alone and all the nature around him appreciating his composition without knowing the composer......today not even his mother is his mother...
He just murmured .." Acid phosphoricum worked..."
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