The Patient Doctor

"There's an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It's when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar."
        - Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

I was standing at the bus stop when I saw her approach from the far end. Her face was red with cold and the brown eyes looked like a lake about to freeze. She was sneezing every now and then. Poor little thing. She opened her bag to pull out a strip of tablets from her rather huge bag. Looked like paracetamol. And then a bottle of water. But then she threw it away in a fit of rage. Yeah, they deliver bad luck in dollops these days, gift wrapped and all. 

Just as she moved around to zip the bag up, this Greek warrior's helmet tumbled out of it and fell to the ground. Not an authentic metal piece really. But that wasn't the case with the mortar and pestle set that came out next. It looked like the one from my grand mother's kitchen. Maybe I could tell her a trick or two with the natural herbs to get rid of the cold? 

As the bus arrived, and people began boarding, I began thinking of all the natural cures I knew that could be of any help to her. She boarded the bus and sat next to me. Destiny? No! Get on with the job doctor. 

The bus came to a halt with a jerk bringing me back from my reverie. The seat next to me was empty. So was the whole bus. But there it was, right next to me, the big black bag.

Listening to: Waterloo Sunset, The Kinks

Dedicated to: My classmates at XENX041 - Creative Writing in English.

Images Courtesy: Google Image Search

PS: This is my first class assignment for the afore mentioned course. And the writing prompt was - Reconstruct the owner of this bag (and possibly their day leading up to this event). Also, how did the bag end up here in the classroom and where is the owner? 

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2 reflected back...:

Dear Assem,

what a exciting story! I like the way how you describe the thinking of the actor. Maybe you could tell a little bit more about the girl, but that is optional! Great story! Kristina

Aseem, I just loved it! :)
Brown eyes-freezing, pills-natural healing, little girl-big bag - all the contrasts work in perfect harmony to create an athmosphere ... mystery, mystery, mystery ...


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