I wanna Dance in the Dark

In the rhythmic heartbeat of the night, beneath the cloak of darkness, there exists a magnetic pull that beckons the free spirits, the dreamers, and those seeking a canvas for uninhibited self-expression. I have no idea how I wrote this in such fluent english, guess when you sit in a boring lecture in college, you do get creative. In simple langauge, the first two lines simply mean, when you are true to yourself and you just wanna enjoy life and that's when you've learned to dance in the dark and you've made sure that your heartbeat beats with the rythm. 

     The great persons of ancient times might phrase it like this,("I Wanna Dance in the Dark", which encapsulates a sentiment that transcends generations – a desire to lose oneself in the embrace of the night, surrendering to the music that pulses through the veins of nocturnal escapades) .

     So yeah, try dancing in the dark and have fun but also make sure that you don't damage anything in your home because your parents might not like it and you may get some lectures.

  

          So yeah sometimes life does get tough but there's not much we can do about it we can only hope and work for better things to come by, Darkness often symbolizes the unknown, the uncertain, and sometimes, the feared. When we dance in the dark, we are embracing these aspects, surrendering to the uncertainties of life. It’s a metaphor for taking risks, for stepping out of our comfort zones, and for facing our fears head-on. By dancing in the dark, we learn to trust ourselves and the process, even when we cannot see the outcome.

           In the absence of light, we are stripped of our external facades and forced to connect with our inner selves. This vulnerability can be both terrifying and beautiful. It allows for a genuine expression of emotions, free from the judgment and scrutiny that often accompany the light.

 Dancing in the dark can also foster a deeper connection with others. In the absence of visual cues, we rely more on physical touch, rhythm, and energy. This can create a sense of unity and intimacy, as dancers move in harmony without the distractions of appearance and expression. 

           It’s a reminder that human connection transcends what we can see and is rooted in what we can feel.The key to dancing in the dark is to let go of self-consciousness and allow your body to move freely. Don’t worry about how you look or whether your movements are “correct.” Focus on the sensations in your body, the beat of the music, and the emotions that arise. This is your time to express yourself without inhibition.

                After your dance, take a moment to reflect on the experience. How did it feel to move without seeing? What emotions or thoughts came up? This reflection can provide valuable insights into your inner world and help you integrate the experience into your daily life. Dancing in the dark is more than just a physical act; it’s a powerful metaphor for embracing the unknown, confronting our fears, and connecting with our deeper selves. Whether experienced in the context of cultural celebrations, spiritual rituals, therapeutic practices, or personal exploration, it offers a unique opportunity for growth and transformation. So the next time you find yourself hesitant to step into the unknown, remember the magic that awaits when you dare to dance in the dark.

This is one of the few quotes that guide me through life even today 

"I don't need you to light up my world , just sit with me in the dark"

Signing off

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

The Museum of Forgotten Memories

      When your stuck in suspended animation,you should visit the Museum of Forgotten Memories, it may not have ancient artifacts and costly paintings, but still it holds the one f*cking thing  you can't get rid of ,your memories.Every single a*shole on this earth has a museum inside their head which contains the unraveling memories of their past.They may be good,they may be bad who knows, who the fuck even cares,most of the people,they just try to soak their memeories in alcohol as well as imparing their frontal lobe but that does not matter because not everyone is that smart to keep their shit under control,but please don't say this to anyone,they'll simply respond by punching you in the face and will tell you,"Bags,don't disturb me in my natural habitat".

            So forgotten memories,those that used to be a part of us and now its completely gone hiddden in the parts of our brain that we can't recall on our own,ever wondered how you did you develop your personality from childhood,you don't even remember some very important moments which shaped your mind and its thinking process,some were good,some were bad and some were something that got embeded in our brains that we can't even forget.

Sometimes I wonder and remember those good old days of just being a small kid in this big world,we used to follow our elder siblings wherever they would go,do a lot of mischief and most of the time our elder siblings got blamed and scolding from parents.

                 HEY! Try remembering this :  You woke up at 6:30 am and it's raining outside, mom told you not to attend school today, you're under a blanket and watching rain through your window. You sit on the couch and turn on the TV, mom made you breakfast and you're watching Cartoon Network.

LIFE was so good,when we were small but the harsh reality of life is that it doesn't wait for anyone, you either move with it or get left behind. Now about the Musuem, everyday there's a new stock of memories,whatever those are good or bad,joyfull or f*cked up who cares,those memories when processed by your mind will either be something that you remember or something you forget,but for me its some kind of vortex in which I'm just trapped,I cannot escape the continuous reliasation and remembrance of  the bad memories and the sturggle to remember the good forgotten memories. 

      

"My subconsicousness is trapped inside my very own Mueseum of F*cked Memories and it screams every moment to gain freedom."

Yeah,about this I'm kind of unique and in my mind there exist the Museum of F*cked memories not Forgotten Memories, don't ask me why and definitely do not suggest me therapy,because if I go to therapy then the therapist might just reqiure a therapy after my  therapy session is finished with him

The Museum of Forgotten Memories is not simply just a collection of memories that we find hard to remember,but in reality is something that we are trapped inside of unconsciously,there are things that are truly invaluble to us but there also exists things that haunts our subconsciousness,thye museum in reality is our mind that uses both the good and bad memories to help us navigate the current time sequence and the unseen future.

        Let's just take a break from depressing memories and think about the real forgotten memories,they are like old photographs tucked away in a dusty album that holds a certain charm that evokes nostalgia and in scientific terms it releases serotonin and dopamine{the happy hormones} when you remember them.Hey a task for all you readers,after reading this open up a old dusty album of your childhood photos or old photos of your family, with your family and have a fun time remembering all those happy moments.And remember all those forgotten memories and add a new stock of memories to your museum.

    In the rush of contemporary life, we often forget the significance of our past. The museum serves as a sanctuary for those seeking solace and reflection. We find a therapeutic escape, rediscovering forgotten pieces of our own history and leaving with a renewed appreciation for its beauty.The Museum of Forgotten Memories stands as a testament to the richness of the human experience. In a world dominated by the constant pursuit of the next big thing, this sanctuary reminds us of the beauty found in the small, fleeting moments that shape our lives. As we navigate the currents of time, this museum signals us to pause, reflect, and cherish the memories that have slipped through the cracks of our busy lives. After all, it is through remembering the forgotten that we truly appreciate the value of our existence.

    This was the happy conclusion for making you happy now time for reality,visiting the museum is a good thing but only when you've got nothing else to do,not when you have a busy schedule and your  wasting time daydreaming about the good old days,wake up to reality, no one is going to wait for you,you either work hard for yourself or get fucked by the society's opinios about your life,the stock of memories that enter the musuem,its upto you to do what you want with it,but if your a sigma person,you won't let anyone else mess with your head,that's where every fucking person goes wrong and make their every good memory a bad one by thinking about it in other person's perspective and the good memories become forgotten memories and are stored in the museum.Hence the name, The Museum of Forgotten Memories.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

Struggle for Existence, Struggle for Acceptance

There is a saying that the life we live everyday is defined by our struggles,but how exactly do you interpret this,so that even a five year old understands this concept,see even explaining this sh*t is a struggle.In today's world there been a lot of changes,the world we live in is mostly controlled by techonology and the life we live is influenced by social media and we live on opinions given to us by others. Let's take this a little back to history,to stone ages when the first humans walked our planet.Hominins first appear by around 6 million years ago, in the Miocene epoch, which ended about 5.3 million years ago. Our evolutionary path takes us through the Pliocene, the Pleistocene, and finally into the Holocene, starting about 12,000 years ago.All this info was a little off topic,but hey you can't say no to free knowledge.

                  According to the great naturalist,who gave the theory of evolution, Charles Darwin  the struggle for existence was pretty f*cked up in the early eras like paleozoic,jurrasic and stone age,you only had two conditoins two live,eat or get eaten [herbivores are ecxeptions and humans who were vegetarian even during that time] this represents the struggle,the f*cked upness and natural selection.

Now in the present day, when you are a honorary citizen and a good person [ execptions are always avoided] in the 21st century,the struggle for existence changes to struggle for acceptance,in this world there are 2 rules :-

             1st  - you get accepted and feel special.

             2nd - you get rejected and feel not so special

Now the struggle or f*cked up process of expressing yourself to the f*ckwits around you,the scenario changes from person to person,we can describe it like levels of difficulty in the videogames we play, by using our very own fucked up grammar. It would be easy (adventurer) for extoverts, normal(say explorer) for people who can talk but are too lazy to do so, hard( say survivour) for introverts because they are introverts, but for psychopaths like me ,who changed their life from extrovert to introvert it would be expert( warrior).

Now back to struggle for acceptance, social media is a very influencung platform,if you  can influence it,but if your a loser like me it might be a dreadful thing because you would let some people outside you circle (say [(x^2) + (y^2)  = 1] , 1 is the radius brcause you are a loser and lonely just like me) judge you,that is to the point, where the struggle starts.

               

                  If Darwin were to explain the struggle for acceptance and artificial selection,then he would use clothing and lifestyle decency in place of bracnhing descent,next he would state that the winner who are accepted are artificially selected by the society.Now if we use the refrence of natural selection,it states that those species which can adapt to their environment are naturally selected and leave more progeny comapred to other species. However artificial selection is based on and only made for humans,people who can influence socail media are happly accepeted and artificially selected but still that does not mean they have create more progney.

 

             This theory is kind of absurd as it does not necessarily means that if your not accepeted by the society then your life ends because your family will always have your back. In short what I exactly define as struggle for acceptance is the fact that poeple live thier daily life and most of the aspects of their lives are influenced by social media and people struggle to get attention,they struggle to show off their status and value  the opinions given by social media more than what they think about themselves and that's really sad because you let people judge you and sometimes that gets to your head and you stop being yourself and that sucks.

          To the readers,I know you were enjoying this article so far but all good things must come to an end,even if you were not enjoying reading this article and judging me based on what I write,well i don't care and i don't give a f*ck, so yeah back to topic, Darwin inspired me to write this f*cked up message,but i wonder if I had inspired Darwin,then would he have given theory of evolution or just wondered in his own scientific thoughts about whatever he used to think in his freetime and just cruise around in his ship.

Anyways this is it for now,but I'm still not sure,which struggle is better.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

When you only live to play football

 Football is more than just a sport,for many it's the way of life,an unwavering passion that transcends boundaries,cultures and generations.From the roaring crowds in massive stadium to the neighbourhood kids playing on dusty fields,the beautiful game has an unparalled ability to unite people and create lifelong bonds.Let's take a deep dive into the passion and culture of the beautiful game.

    For those whose lives are interwined with football,the journey often begins at a young age. It's not just about kicking a ball; it's about the sheer joy and excitement that coms with every goal scored,evvery skill perfected and every match played.The passionis ignited on dusty streets,makeshift ptches or even in the living room,where we dribble around furniture and scoring in the foal post created on the wall and our imagination of playing the real games with the players we see on television.

In many households,football is not just a personal choice;it's a family tradition passed down through generations.From grandparents recounting tales of legendary players to parents taking their children to their first match,footbal becomes a shared experience that binds families together.The emotional  highs and lows of supporting a team create a unique bond that transcends time and becomes an integral part of the family.

As these football enthusiats grow,so does their connections to the local football scene.Local clubs become the epicentre of their social lives,where weekends are spent cheering on the home team and forging friendships that last a lifetime.The community aspect of football is deeply  ingrained,as fans find solace and a sense of belonging in the shared joy and heartbreak that comes with supporting a team.

        For some,football isn't just a hobby-it's a fundamental aspect of their identity.The colors of their team are worn with pride,and the club's anthem is etched into their very being.Supporting a football team becomes more than a choice,it becomes a statement about who the are and where they come from.

Now,what exactly I mean when i say football is my life,when you play the game every goal you score has a different feeling,every dribble you do,every defender you beat gives you adrenaline rush and when you send a through ball to your player and your whole team shouts,"what a pass!" this is all in it's entierity what palying football is and the joy you get after wining and the experience you gain after losing.This is what football is all about.

      For the players who play for their clubs and their countries every game counts and they always play as their life is dependent on it,as for the fans,they a known for their rituals and superstitions,ranging from wearing lucky jersey to following a specific routine on match days.These rituals aren't just quirks;they are an integral part of the fan experience,adding an extra layer of emotional investment to the game.

One of the defining aspects of a life dedicated to football is the emotional rollercoaster that comes with it.The ecstasy of a last-minute winner,the agony of a missed penalty,and the nervous anticipation before a crucial match,these emotional highs and lows are all part of the game.The collective euphoria or heartbreak experienced by fans during pivotal moments is a to the profound impact football can have on one's emotions.

Football culture extends beyond the 90 minutes on the pitch. It encompasses everything from fan chants and stadium rituals to the art, music, and fashion associated with the sport. Football-inspired graffiti adorns city walls, while fan-created music becomes anthems that echo through the terraces. The fusion of football and culture creates a vibrant tapestry that enriches the overall experience for those immersed in the world of the beautiful game.

While the majority of football fans are passionate without crossing any lines, there have been instances where the fervor turns destructive. Hooliganism, fueled by excessive rivalry and overzealous fandom, has marred the beautiful game at times. It serves as a reminder that while football can unite, it can also divide, and it is crucial to strike a balance between passion and sportsmanship.

For those whose lives revolve around football, the sport is more than just a game; it's a source of joy, camaraderie, and identity. From the local pitches to the grand stages of international competitions, football weaves a narrative that connects people across borders and generations. The beautiful game, with its highs and lows, rituals and traditions, creates a tapestry of experiences that shape the lives of those who are passionate enough to call football not just a hobby, but a way of life.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

If Solitude and Loneliness Were a Couple

 In the vast expense of human emotions,solitude and loneliness often exist as distinct entities,each  with its own narrative.What if these two feelings were not solitary wanderers but entwined in a dance,intimately connected like a beautiful and sweet but mysterious couple navigating the intricate steps of human nature.There are several ways to express feelings and emotions,we humans are social creature,we crave for friendships,new experiences and most of we crave for people who adore and love us as much as we adore them.But there's always exceptions,these are the people who enjoy being by themselves,they are what we typically call intoverts.

         So intoverts,they have two side one being solitude and the other being their loneliness they like being in solitude but every once in a while they also want some interaction,they get sick of their loneliness and crave for social interaction but they have a hard time with people,their two emotions are in reality their lifechoices with each they live everyday.

    Yeah,now back to topic,imagine a moonlit ballroom where a couple is dancing,the couple being solitude and loneliness they engage in a silent tango [Tango is a ballroom dance that branched away from its original Argentine roots by allowing European,American,Hollywood and competitive influence into the style and execution of the dance.The present day tango is divided into two disciplines American and International style]. Solitude,the graceful partner,is a choice,a deliberate retreat into the sacntuary of one's own company.Lonelines, on the other hand,is an uninvited guest,a shadow that clings to the edges of the dance floor.Together ,they create a dance that speaks volumes without uttering a word.

Solitude whispers tales of self-discovery and introspection,inviting individuals to explore  the depths of their being .Loneliness,however whispers a different story-a melancholic narrative that yearns for connections an dunderstanding.Together,they form a haunting symphony,echoing the intircate desires of the human heart.Solitude is an artist's retreat ,a canvas for introspection and creative expression.When paired with loneliness,this canvas becomes a mirror reflecting the vulnerabilities and longings buried within.The couple,in their dance,invites individuals to confornt the raw,unfiltered aspects of themselves.

                Solitude is the gentle embrace of a quiet evening,a sancutary where the mind finds peace.Loneliness,however is the echo in an empty room, a stark contrast that amplifies the absence of companionship.Together,they create a dance of contrasts,weaving a tapestry of emotions that range form serenity to heartache.Solitude and loneliness,though seemingly opposed,share a paradoxical connection.Solitude,when embraced willingly,can be a source of strength and self-renewal.Loneliness when acknowledged and understood can pay the way for genuine connection with oneself and others.In their dance,they reveal the intrictate balance between the need for solitude and longing for meaningful connections.

    Let's think about this in a different comedic way,say If solitude and loneliness were a couple their love child would be a prfect product for an introvert.With its sleek design and cozy interior,it's like having a private  sanctuary all to yourself.Say goodbye to pesky interruptions and hello to uninterrupted me-time.Whether you're binge-watching your favourite shows or indulding in a good book,this product is your ultimate partner in crime. So,why settle for just solitude or loneliness when you can have both in one fabulous package? Get yours today and embrace the soliude like never before!

              But still,it is just a thought,we love and enjoy solitude but every now and then we feel lonely,we miss someone and that's the human nature.Let's just embrace the dance; rather than shunning the dance of solitude and loneliness, perhaps we should learn to embrace its rythm.Recognize that these emotions, they are not isolated but interconnected facets of the human experience that allows us to navigate their complexities with grace and understanding.

In the ballroom of human soul,if solitude and loneliness were a couple,their dance would be a poignant expression of the human condition.It is a dance that invites us to explore the beauty in solitude,acknowledge the ache in loneliness,and find harmony in the delicate balance between the two.As we witness this enigamatic partnership,let us learn to appreaciate the nuanced steps of the dance,understanding that within its shadows lie the profound stories of our own hearts.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

Embrace the shadows,go Bad or go Home

 In a world fixated on heroes and their tales of virtue, I stand on the other side,in the shadows where the unapologetic thrive,where chaos reigns and where the bold dare to be bad.For someone who has grown tired of the relentless pursuit of goodness.It's time to embrace the darkness and live by the creed of "Go Bad or Go Home" - a philosophy that exalts the true nature and darkness in the heart.

         The world sings praises to heores who follow the rules,but where's the thrill in that,we are the ones who defy the rules,we challenge the shackles of social norms and break free from the mundane and embrace the exhilarating chaos that comes with defying expectations.Just like the street racers who defy the rules and race for the thrill,the adrenaline rush and the near death experience and the power they feel when the engine growls and the race starts,those seconds when the car is at top speed and their veins are filled up with adrenaline,that is the moment they truly enjoy their life.

There's a saying that ,"When your near death,that is when you truly enjoy being alive".

                   We do not settle for mediocrity, we reach for the stars even if it means leaving behind chaos and conformity. "Go Bad or Go Home" is a call to embrace ambition unapologetically,to desire power and dominance without the constraints of mortality holding you back.

Heroes wear their heart on their sleeves,but we find strength in darkness, we thrive in the art of deception and the mastery of manipulation, using cunning intellect and strategic deceit to outwit those who blindily cling to the notions of righteousness.

Darkness isn't a place of fear,it's a source of strength,for people like me we have the urge to find solace in the shadows,to draw power from the very depths that heroes shun.It's a reminder that true strength lies in embracing the unknown.

           Morality is a construct designed to keep the weak in check.People like us who are the villains in so many people's stories,we don't even know most of them,we revel in the gray areas,unburdened by the constranints of conventional morality.

Heroes may be remembered, but legends are forged in the fires of villainy.WE live to craft a legacy that trancends the boundaries of morality,to be remembered not for conformity but for the indelible mark left on a world unwilling  to embrace it own darkness.

In a world obsessed with heorism,"Go bad or go home" stands as  a rallying cry for those who dare to challenge the narrative.Villains aren't confined by social expectations,who are weary of the relentless pursuit of goodness - heed the call of shadow,for in the realm of villlains,it's not about social service,it's about making the world your own dark kingdom.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

I inhaled some fresh air and became toxic

Ever wondered why people complain a lot about their friends and relations being toxic,well the same thought popped in my head.I'm thinking how should i put this,its like I was on a nightwalk with my headphones in just to block out the noise of the world and suddenly my bizzare and utterly confusing thought process led me to a very thoughtful yet very weird thought,what if I'm the only one whose toxic and because of it my friends and relations are getting toxic.

        What if I have inhaled some fresh air and became toxic which is completely ironic as fresh air is supposed to clear your mind of intrusive thoughts and despicable feelings and yet in my case this all happens in a very disturbing way.

Let's dive into how my thought process led me to this fact,So what exactly comes to mind when you think about a person being toxic.For exampe if there is a person who doesn't exactly know what  toxic person is like and you ask him this question,his straight forward answer would be the person he hates most regardless if the person in reality is toxic or not,the hatered he feels might be because of envy or some past trauma not that it matters though.

          Yeah,so this reminds me of some quotes like, "I wonder how many people who don't even know me will hate me just because someone else described me to them".This shows us the judgemental and envoius side of the society.People will judge you based on others opinion about you.

Okay,now lets wrap up this giber-jaber and back to main topic about how inhaling some fresh air,made me toxic.

My life's kinda full of random moments and a complete chaos leading to a very true fact about how I developed my thought process. But there's a silver lining to it, Not knowing what's gonna happen the next is kind of interesting and also nerve racking.

Now you might wondering how a chaotic and random life can be lived,its easy to explain, let's take the assistance of Chaos Theory.

Chaos theory states that within the apparent randomness of chaotic complex system[My life]

there are underlying patterns,interconnections,constantfeedback loops,repetetion,

self-similarity,fractals and self-organizations.

                 Let's put this through a perspective of s human mind.This persepctive suggests that seemingly small life events can have a large impact on psycology,mental health and behaviour.The perspective also argues that life is uncertain and that people shoud have compassion on themselves during times of transition and look for ways to adopt and grow.

             Now you might be wondering why this dude just made you read the entire refrence about chaos theory with absolutely no related example,that is true but this just show how easily i manipulated you to read about chaos theory.

       Sorry about that,now let's relate with an example there are many events in our life which are siginificantly small but can change the outcome or future of our life in its entirety. The classic example is when you randomly meet a stranger and that stranger becomes your best friend for life,so meeting the stranger was a small event but that had a significant impact on your life.Let's say you were listening to a song,you liked it but forgot to add it to your playlist and also you forgot its name and now that you can't listen to it again has a effect on your mood.This is a classic example of butterfly effect which is part of chaos theory.This effect explains how a small fluctuation in one condition of nonlinear deterministic system can generate a huge difference in later outcomes.

                       This all relates to me because of all the major and minor mistakes i did in my life.I inhaled some fresh air and  became toxic is exactly true because i became toxic to myself because of the slight changes I made in my enviornment,I grew up not having many friends that led me to develop some bizzare skills like reading body language and getting a idea about their thought process.I'm not afraid of people being toxic to me but rather me being toxic to them,I live in a constant fear of people rejecting me and that's why I'm alway alone.

     I don't have a idea about how you should live your life or in reality how exactly do you need to live but I do know one thing, people are not born toxic,they are made toxic. But still they'll hate you for who you are.What exactly I meant by fresh air is the vast experinece I gained from life,about the reality of this world and also by reading about incidents that happen all around the world.

                 All this makes you question your life choices,were they good ? so far my life choices were equally good and bad. My life choices are the yin and yang of my life I have lived so far,and my toxic trait is that I do not focus on making good choices and regret the bad ones.

This is all for now,

Signing off -    The Idiomatic Idiot

Unique thoughts pop in my Cranium

  What if we all of the humans are already extinct and now what we are living today is just a simulation run by some higher inter-dimensional species who have inhabitated earth and they collected the data about us through our remains and their just experiencing how earths inhabitants lived.

About a time traveller 

                     A time traveller if lost in his path,can alternate the realities,deep within the darkness of his heart if a single spark of light flutters,the darkness can be erased but at the same time the alternate realities can also get destroyed.

                  

                Its a little brain teasing to say that if the time traveller can travel to both future and past simultaneously and is continously in the realm of the realm between the realms,then dosen't  it make his  future,past and present happen simultaneously at the same time in seperate dimensions.

One day you and everyone you love will die and beyond a small group of people for an extremely brief period of time,litte of what you say or do will ever matter. This is the uncomfortable truth of life,and everything you think or do is but an elaborate avoidance of it.We are inconseuential cosmic dust,bumping and miling about on a tiny blue speck, we imagine our own importance,we invent our purpose, ...... we are nothing.

Late night thoughts;

If Death is freedom from the drama of the world,why do people fear it,Life is entrance to the world full of drama,but people still embrace it, Why?

If you believe in ghosts,then trust me you have the fear of being rejected by your very own loved ones.

Tonight I'm gonna have the best dreams of my life,but I might not wake up tomorrow,Arigato the twisted curse of my life,

           I died yesterday.

A secret buried deep within,gives birth to the lies said forth,but the scar of truth remain behind.

If death greets to you,would you greet it back as a friend or fight it as a enemy,either way your gonna die a beautiful death.

I have this question that always bugs me,why do people make friends,why do people have hatred even to others whom they don't even know.Humans are social creatures but that is not supposed to overide the fact people do not have hatred in thier heart. I hate meeting new people, but the old one I know are some that i can relie on.What exactly do we mean when we say people are reliable. People live the life of fear, they are controlled by what  they follow and how often they get betrayed.People have an ego that they are better than everyone else,but there's always a bigger fish in the ocean.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.

 

False Prodigies of God,People call them Doctors

 

What does it mean?

Everyday false prodigies of god save the precious lives of people as a part of their daily routine,but still even if in a single severe case scenario the pateint dies who was gonna die anyways because of the inevitable compilications people get vexed blaming the doctors without a second thought, for the loss of their loved ones about whom the people were only trying to show their condolences.

 

                         They are called false prodigies for a reason,because no matter how good they are at the end of the day they are still humans.There's no doubt they are blessed with immense talent and skill but God has his way written.

Why this should be a concern?

  

                There's a very disturbing case about a expert gynaecologist who faced one of the most difficut case of her life and gave her all but the outcome was a tragedy.The case was of Perinatal Asphyxia[lack of blood flow or gas exchange to or from the fetus in the period immediately before,during or after the birth process] which was due to the formation of nuchal nord[occurs when the umbilical cord gets entangles around the baby's neck.Nuchal cord occurs in 10-29% of fetuses and the incidence increases with advance in gestation age].

 In most of the cases the etiology is long umbilical cord or more ammount of ammniotic fluid and its generally not dangerous but somtimes during the delivery the cord can get entangled and causes complications.

During the delivery same complications occured and inspite of electronic fetal monitoring devices both the baby and the mother lost their lives.The doctor gave her best and even after attempting earnestly she couldn't save their lives.The people without any hesitation blamed the doctor for what happend even when they knew the survival chance was below 5%,to be more precise they said the doctor wasn't capable,all of this pressure and criticism from media and people and the community got under her skin and she took her own life,despite being the total expert of her field.

         Those of us who have never experienced their true life will never know the daily struggles faced by the false prodigies of God whom we call Doctor.

Lets express their life experince  and time spend as docors through mathematics 

For a being a prodigy experience is required factor,so for a the complete life of the doctor we can create a equation about their experience as 

Now maths doesn't seem so uselss,does it.Now people wouldn't understand a singe thing they'll just think that the doctor can aways be blamed for thier losses,we don't have any idea what the prodigies go through everyday of their life.

So what is the solution for this?

Every time this happens analyze the situation properly.Is there any medical negligency happening fro doctors or the case is really complicated,always consult an expert.

When really the doctor is at fault which they rarely are then the situation should be dealt in a proper way instead of burdening the prodigies as i have told they are not god.

In medical colleges the critical cases should be dealt by expert experience holding professional and not interns  in any emergency situation which might reduce the chances of medical negligence.

We should always be solution oriented and not losing the trapped bag of emotion which we carry on our shoulders.

         

                 Doctors are false prodigies for a reason,God is so powerful he can turn a person's life completely upside down,the person won't even know what hit him ,but as far as it goes for our doctors they can only save a patient with all their best but still sometimes that is not enough,people won't understand that.This is why doctors are false prodigies and no true.

Doctors and patients are a important part of each other's life,both are dependent on each other, they are like the yin and yang of the medical life, but still why,why the life of prodigies is a nightmare if your not a true expert.

~The Idiomatic Idiot.