Re: And the egg ran away with the spoon

[Guest guest]

He got a little medal (I think everyone did; if only the Olympics were like

that) and likes to wear it everytime he sees the medals ceremony on TV.

 

Amulya'82

 

PS. I think he ate the egg as well!

To: mgims

Sent: Wednesday, 1 August 2012, 18:43

Subject: RE: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

 

Congratulations to Samodh on winning his egg and spoon race.

Malini

From: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com [mailto:mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com] On

Behalf Of AMULYA NADKARNI

Sent: 31 July 2012 16:14

To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

Since I am around 200 miles away from London, not much. Except for spending

evenings catching up with the TV coverage. We decided not to watch events live

since Samodh is not old enough to get excited about sports (although he loves

events like swimming and track where there is an obvuious race and winners..they

had sports day at his nursery recently, inspired by the Olympics and won the egg

and spoon race!).

Amulya

From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com

<mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com> >

To: AMULYA NADKARNI <mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk

<mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk> >; mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

<mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com>

Sent: Tuesday, 31 July 2012, 15:39

Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

Thanks Amulya ;-)

Ashok 1984

How are the Olympics affecting daily life ?

Sent from my iPad

On Jul 31, 2012, at 6:50 AM, AMULYA NADKARNI

<mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

> Isn't Renuka satisfied with your distinguished-looking grey hair? In any case,

older doesn't always mean more mature.

>

> Regards

>

> Amulya

>

> ----- Forwarded Message -----

> From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com>

> To: " mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com " <mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com>

> Sent: Sunday, 29 July 2012, 18:59

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

> Thanks Sanjeev.

>

> I am sure you and Surekha share the same feelings.

>

> And then there is all the memories you share of your college days.

>

> And you can continue to vent out your angst against some ( not healthy though)

and reminisce fondly about some.

>

> My wife differs in one aspect. She says it is smarter to marry an older dude

as he will be more mature.

>

> Selfishly I have benefited marrying a gal of my own age because as I look back

it has been fun growing together.

>

> Lastly we both are active in this beautiful yahoo group with our discussions

continuing even when we are offline.

>

> Thanks Kishoreda and Ravin for keeping the show going on !!

>

> Ashok 1984

>

> ________________________________

> From: sanjeev kishore <mailto:sanjeevkishore4u%40yahoo.com>

> To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

> Sent: Sunday, July 29, 2012 9:40 AM

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

>

>

> Very well said Ashok. Sanjeev84

>

>

>

> > I think this article of mine is relevant to the present discussion:

>

> >

>

> > IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

> >

>

> > Who are the most idiotic people in this world? My vote would go to those who

>

> > voluntarily become doctors.

>

> >

>

> > Look at it from any point of view. Lets consider the financial point,

>

> > because most people think that doctors earn a lot of money. Who, except an

>

> > idiot, would waste 10-12 years of his prime youth to study impossibly fat

>

> > books, just to start on a salary of 5-7 thousand? In half the time you could

>

> > get double the salary by becoming an engineer. Or better still; you could

>

> > get quadruple the salary at any Outsourcing Call Centre in no time at all.

>

> > You might say that setting up a private practice makes better sense, and you

>

> > would be wrong. The crores that you would invest in your hospital could have

>

> > earned you many times the returns in any badly performing mutual fund, minus

>

> > the government licensing and regulation headaches and with fewer taxes too!

>

> > And all this within the 10-12 years that you would require to qualify as a

>

> > specialist!

>

> >

>

> > What about the job satisfaction aspect? If you think that treating a patient

>

> > who thinks that a headache constitutes an emergency at 2 AM is satisfaction,

>

> > then you deserve a place in the Idiot’s hall of fame.

>

> >

>

> > How about the honour and respect of society? Wake up, man! What age are you

>

> > living in? Face one Pollution Control Inspection and all the honour goes

>

> > down the drain. The lakhs of Consumer suits clearly document the huge

>

> > respect that doctors command, especially as ‘bakras’.

>

> >

>

> > But today, we shall consider a sub-section of these idiotic people. These

>

> > are the same guys who coined the phrase “Two heads are better than oneâ€.

>

> > Based on that they conclude that two idiots are better than one. Yes, we are

>

> > talking about doctors who marry doctors! Shall we call them the

‘Idioter’

>

> > people, to coin a new word?

>

> >

>

> > The commonest argument that these imbeciles put forward is that marrying

>

> > someone who shares your profession is that besides your toothpaste and

>

> > pajamas, you can also share your professional problems 24 x 7. Now tell me

>

> > who wants to return home after a stressful day working hard and looking

>

> > forward to stretching out in front of the TV with a cool beer, just to be

>

> > confronted by a worried wife asking the recent advances in dealing with

>

> > metastatic lymph nodes after Hemi-glossectomy?

>

> >

>

> > You take out your wife on a cool and romantic drive. It is that new car with

>

> > the retractable sun-moon roof. It is ‘Karva Chauth’ night and you want

her

>

> > to see the moon before she breaks her fast. You say in a husky, seductive

>

> > voice, “ Dear, now we will see the auspicious moon.†As the moon slips

into

>

> > sight through your dreamy roof, your wife perks up and remarks, “Darling,

>

> > your auspicious moon reminds me of the suspicious nodule that I removed from

>

> > the arm pit of my patient. And just like these stars there were some

>

> > radiating deposits!†REALLY ROMANTIC!

>

> >

>

> > Another disadvantage of marrying a medico is the impression factor. You draw

>

> > yourself up and proudly announce that you completed a Hysterectomy in 30

>

> > minutes flat. Your wife interrupts you to inform you that there are hordes

>

> > of others who can wrap it up in less than 25 minutes!

>

> >

>

> > On the other hand, if you have a non-medico wife, you can gravely announce

>

> > to her on telephone that you are involved in an extremely delicate operation

>

> > of superimposition of the labia and will be late for dinner, when all you

>

> > are doing is kissing your assistant. You might even be rewarded with an

>

> > ultra special ‘Gajjar ka Halwa’ to encourage you to do these complicated

>

> > operations more often.

>

> >

>

> > If you have a husband who sits on a chair and deals with stocks and shares,

>

> > you can brag that you sweated four and a half hours to dissect out the

>

> > abscess and save the patient’s life. Your husband will feel suitably

guilty

>

> > about spending hours on his coccyx doing nothing. You should, naturally,

>

> > avoid discussing that your four and a half hours of tiring effort involved

>

> > fees much less than he earns in four and a half minutes just shouting two

>

> > words – ‘Buy’ and ‘Sell’.

>

> >

>

> > Another advantage cited for a doctor marrying another doctor is that each

>

> > can advice the other about some treatment advances or changes. This could be

>

> > the biggest joke of the century. Two doctors have as much chance of agreeing

>

> > with each other as and Advani.

>

> >

>

> > The conversation could go something like this:

>

> >

>

> > “Darling, I have started that Immuno-deficient patient on anti-retro

>

> > virals.â€

>

> >

>

> > “How stupid! His CD4 was above 500.â€

>

> >

>

> > “But baby, he had symptoms of secondary infection.â€

>

> >

>

> > “You could have taken an expert’s opinion before ruining his life.â€

>

> >

>

> > “And that expert would be you, huh? What do you think of yourself?â€

>

> >

>

> > “I don’t know what I think of myself, but if you think you are getting a

>

> > free dinner today, you had better think again!â€

>

> >

>

> > So you see, a large majority of these consultations metamorphose into

>

> > ‘insultations’! At least in this case two heads are a leading cause of

one

>

> > Head – ACHE!

>

> >

>

> > There is another sub-section of these Idioter people who can be called the

>

> > ‘Idiotest’. (Webster is going to kill me.) These people not only commit

the

>

> > grave blunder of marrying a co-doctor, but they even commit the equivalent

>

> > of jumping into a well by marrying their own class mate!

>

> >

>

> > This blunder is usually committed during the height of hormonal upheaval,

>

> > when the brain takes orders from below the belt, i.e. during college days.

>

> > By the time the brain regains control, the wife is already in the throes of

>

> > labour pains and the husband is in the process of becoming a proud, but

>

> > stupid, daddy!

>

> >

>

> > In this class of super-idiots, it becomes almost impossible to commit even a

>

> > simple task without being reminded about what a fool you were during your

>

> > younger days.

>

> >

>

> > “Darling, how does this purple dress look on me?’

>

> >

>

> > “Er! Nice, of course, …….â€

>

> >

>

> > “Its no use asking you. You never had any taste. Remember you ran after

that

>

> > curly haired bitch, who wore those atrocious red dresses to college?â€

>

> >

>

> > “Yes, Darling, but I ultimately came to you.â€

>

> >

>

> > “Oh yeah! After she rejected you twice!â€

>

> >

>

> > Or if you are bragging to your son, “Munna, in my college days, people

used

>

> > to call me ‘Rangeela’ or ‘colourful’!â€

>

> >

>

> > “Oh yes! I remember well! It was right after you spilt all that yellow

>

> > chromo-glycate on your pants and the teacher advised you to warn everyone

>

> > about your toilet habits beforehand! Ha! Ha!â€

>

> >

>

> > Everything considered it is far better to marry someone who cannot make head

>

> > or tail of your profession; someone who doesn’t know your youthful

follies;

>

> > someone who is easily impressed by your mundane achievements. That is the

>

> > key to a happy and comfortable married life.

>

> >

>

> > ******-

>

> > And then the title of Super Idiotest definitely goes to those who marry

>

> > doctors and then send their children to the guillotine of Medicine study

>

> > voluntarily. Yes! These idiots do exist in today's world. And I am one of

>

> > them!

>

> >

>

> > Kishore Shah

>

> >

>

> > 1974

>

> >

>

> >

>

>

[Guest guest]

I hope he didn't try to swallow the spoon.

Kishore Shah 1974

--------------------------------------------------

Sent: Friday, August 03, 2012 8:01 PM

To: <mgims >

Subject: Re: And the egg ran away with the spoon

> He got a little medal (I think everyone did; if only the Olympics were

> like that) and likes to wear it everytime he sees the medals ceremony on

> TV.

>

> Amulya'82

>

> PS. I think he ate the egg as well!

>

>

> To: mgims

> Sent: Wednesday, 1 August 2012, 18:43

> Subject: RE: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

>

>

> Congratulations to Samodh on winning his egg and spoon race.

>

> Malini

>

> From: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

> [mailto:mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of AMULYA NADKARNI

> Sent: 31 July 2012 16:14

> To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

> Since I am around 200 miles away from London, not much. Except for

> spending evenings catching up with the TV coverage. We decided not to

> watch events live since Samodh is not old enough to get excited about

> sports (although he loves events like swimming and track where there is an

> obvuious race and winners..they had sports day at his nursery recently,

> inspired by the Olympics and won the egg and spoon race!).

>

> Amulya

>

> From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com

> <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com> >

> To: AMULYA NADKARNI <mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk

> <mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk> >; mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

> <mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com>

> Sent: Tuesday, 31 July 2012, 15:39

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

> Thanks Amulya ;-)

>

> Ashok 1984

>

> How are the Olympics affecting daily life ?

>

> Sent from my iPad

>

> On Jul 31, 2012, at 6:50 AM, AMULYA NADKARNI

> <mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

>

>> Isn't Renuka satisfied with your distinguished-looking grey hair? In any

>> case, older doesn't always mean more mature.

>>

>> Regards

>>

>> Amulya

>>

>> ----- Forwarded Message -----

>> From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com>

>> To: " mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com " <mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com>

>> Sent: Sunday, 29 July 2012, 18:59

>> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>>

>> Thanks Sanjeev.

>>

>> I am sure you and Surekha share the same feelings.

>>

>> And then there is all the memories you share of your college days.

>>

>> And you can continue to vent out your angst against some ( not healthy

>> though) and reminisce fondly about some.

>>

>> My wife differs in one aspect. She says it is smarter to marry an older

>> dude as he will be more mature.

>>

>> Selfishly I have benefited marrying a gal of my own age because as I look

>> back it has been fun growing together.

>>

>> Lastly we both are active in this beautiful yahoo group with our

>> discussions continuing even when we are offline.

>>

>> Thanks Kishoreda and Ravin for keeping the show going on !!

>>

>> Ashok 1984

>>

>> ________________________________

>> From: sanjeev kishore <mailto:sanjeevkishore4u%40yahoo.com>

>> To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

>> Sent: Sunday, July 29, 2012 9:40 AM

>> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>>

>>

>>

>> Very well said Ashok. Sanjeev84

>>

>>

>>

>> > I think this article of mine is relevant to the present discussion:

>>

>> >

>>

>> > IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Who are the most idiotic people in this world? My vote would go to

>> > those who

>>

>> > voluntarily become doctors.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Look at it from any point of view. Lets consider the financial point,

>>

>> > because most people think that doctors earn a lot of money. Who, except

>> > an

>>

>> > idiot, would waste 10-12 years of his prime youth to study impossibly

>> > fat

>>

>> > books, just to start on a salary of 5-7 thousand? In half the time you

>> > could

>>

>> > get double the salary by becoming an engineer. Or better still; you

>> > could

>>

>> > get quadruple the salary at any Outsourcing Call Centre in no time at

>> > all.

>>

>> > You might say that setting up a private practice makes better sense,

>> > and you

>>

>> > would be wrong. The crores that you would invest in your hospital could

>> > have

>>

>> > earned you many times the returns in any badly performing mutual fund,

>> > minus

>>

>> > the government licensing and regulation headaches and with fewer taxes

>> > too!

>>

>> > And all this within the 10-12 years that you would require to qualify

>> > as a

>>

>> > specialist!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > What about the job satisfaction aspect? If you think that treating a

>> > patient

>>

>> > who thinks that a headache constitutes an emergency at 2 AM is

>> > satisfaction,

>>

>> > then you deserve a place in the Idiot’s hall of fame.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > How about the honour and respect of society? Wake up, man! What age are

>> > you

>>

>> > living in? Face one Pollution Control Inspection and all the honour

>> > goes

>>

>> > down the drain. The lakhs of Consumer suits clearly document the huge

>>

>> > respect that doctors command, especially as ‘bakras’.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > But today, we shall consider a sub-section of these idiotic people.

>> > These

>>

>> > are the same guys who coined the phrase “Two heads are better than

oneâ€.

>>

>> > Based on that they conclude that two idiots are better than one. Yes,

>> > we are

>>

>> > talking about doctors who marry doctors! Shall we call them the

>> > ‘Idioter’

>>

>> > people, to coin a new word?

>>

>> >

>>

>> > The commonest argument that these imbeciles put forward is that

>> > marrying

>>

>> > someone who shares your profession is that besides your toothpaste and

>>

>> > pajamas, you can also share your professional problems 24 x 7. Now tell

>> > me

>>

>> > who wants to return home after a stressful day working hard and looking

>>

>> > forward to stretching out in front of the TV with a cool beer, just to

>> > be

>>

>> > confronted by a worried wife asking the recent advances in dealing with

>>

>> > metastatic lymph nodes after Hemi-glossectomy?

>>

>> >

>>

>> > You take out your wife on a cool and romantic drive. It is that new car

>> > with

>>

>> > the retractable sun-moon roof. It is ‘Karva Chauth’ night and you want

>> > her

>>

>> > to see the moon before she breaks her fast. You say in a husky,

>> > seductive

>>

>> > voice, “ Dear, now we will see the auspicious moon.†As the moon slips

>> > into

>>

>> > sight through your dreamy roof, your wife perks up and remarks,

>> > “Darling,

>>

>> > your auspicious moon reminds me of the suspicious nodule that I removed

>> > from

>>

>> > the arm pit of my patient. And just like these stars there were some

>>

>> > radiating deposits!†REALLY ROMANTIC!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Another disadvantage of marrying a medico is the impression factor. You

>> > draw

>>

>> > yourself up and proudly announce that you completed a Hysterectomy in

>> > 30

>>

>> > minutes flat. Your wife interrupts you to inform you that there are

>> > hordes

>>

>> > of others who can wrap it up in less than 25 minutes!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > On the other hand, if you have a non-medico wife, you can gravely

>> > announce

>>

>> > to her on telephone that you are involved in an extremely delicate

>> > operation

>>

>> > of superimposition of the labia and will be late for dinner, when all

>> > you

>>

>> > are doing is kissing your assistant. You might even be rewarded with an

>>

>> > ultra special ‘Gajjar ka Halwa’ to encourage you to do these

>> > complicated

>>

>> > operations more often.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > If you have a husband who sits on a chair and deals with stocks and

>> > shares,

>>

>> > you can brag that you sweated four and a half hours to dissect out the

>>

>> > abscess and save the patient’s life. Your husband will feel suitably

>> > guilty

>>

>> > about spending hours on his coccyx doing nothing. You should,

>> > naturally,

>>

>> > avoid discussing that your four and a half hours of tiring effort

>> > involved

>>

>> > fees much less than he earns in four and a half minutes just shouting

>> > two

>>

>> > words – ‘Buy’ and ‘Sell’.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Another advantage cited for a doctor marrying another doctor is that

>> > each

>>

>> > can advice the other about some treatment advances or changes. This

>> > could be

>>

>> > the biggest joke of the century. Two doctors have as much chance of

>> > agreeing

>>

>> > with each other as and Advani.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > The conversation could go something like this:

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Darling, I have started that Immuno-deficient patient on anti-retro

>>

>> > virals.â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “How stupid! His CD4 was above 500.â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “But baby, he had symptoms of secondary infection.â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “You could have taken an expert’s opinion before ruining his life.â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “And that expert would be you, huh? What do you think of yourself?â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “I don’t know what I think of myself, but if you think you are getting

>> > a

>>

>> > free dinner today, you had better think again!â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > So you see, a large majority of these consultations metamorphose into

>>

>> > ‘insultations’! At least in this case two heads are a leading cause of

>> > one

>>

>> > Head – ACHE!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > There is another sub-section of these Idioter people who can be called

>> > the

>>

>> > ‘Idiotest’. (Webster is going to kill me.) These people not only commit

>> > the

>>

>> > grave blunder of marrying a co-doctor, but they even commit the

>> > equivalent

>>

>> > of jumping into a well by marrying their own class mate!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > This blunder is usually committed during the height of hormonal

>> > upheaval,

>>

>> > when the brain takes orders from below the belt, i.e. during college

>> > days.

>>

>> > By the time the brain regains control, the wife is already in the

>> > throes of

>>

>> > labour pains and the husband is in the process of becoming a proud, but

>>

>> > stupid, daddy!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > In this class of super-idiots, it becomes almost impossible to commit

>> > even a

>>

>> > simple task without being reminded about what a fool you were during

>> > your

>>

>> > younger days.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Darling, how does this purple dress look on me?’

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Er! Nice, of course, …….â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Its no use asking you. You never had any taste. Remember you ran after

>> > that

>>

>> > curly haired bitch, who wore those atrocious red dresses to college?â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Yes, Darling, but I ultimately came to you.â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Oh yeah! After she rejected you twice!â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Or if you are bragging to your son, “Munna, in my college days, people

>> > used

>>

>> > to call me ‘Rangeela’ or ‘colourful’!â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > “Oh yes! I remember well! It was right after you spilt all that yellow

>>

>> > chromo-glycate on your pants and the teacher advised you to warn

>> > everyone

>>

>> > about your toilet habits beforehand! Ha! Ha!â€

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Everything considered it is far better to marry someone who cannot make

>> > head

>>

>> > or tail of your profession; someone who doesn’t know your youthful

>> > follies;

>>

>> > someone who is easily impressed by your mundane achievements. That is

>> > the

>>

>> > key to a happy and comfortable married life.

>>

>> >

>>

>> > ******-

>>

>> > And then the title of Super Idiotest definitely goes to those who marry

>>

>> > doctors and then send their children to the guillotine of Medicine

>> > study

>>

>> > voluntarily. Yes! These idiots do exist in today's world. And I am one

>> > of

>>

>> > them!

>>

>> >

>>

>> > Kishore Shah

>>

>> >

>>

>> > 1974

>>

>> >

>>

>> >

>>

>>

[Guest guest]

Aww so sweet...congratulations to Samodh..........I hope he grows up to be a

great athlete..........

regards

aasawari91

remembering her egg and spoon races...........

________________________________

To: " mgims " <mgims >

Sent: Friday, 3 August 2012 6:31 PM

Subject: Re: And the egg ran away with the spoon

 

He got a little medal (I think everyone did; if only the Olympics were like

that) and likes to wear it everytime he sees the medals ceremony on TV.

 

Amulya'82

 

PS. I think he ate the egg as well!

To: mgims

Sent: Wednesday, 1 August 2012, 18:43

Subject: RE: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

 

Congratulations to Samodh on winning his egg and spoon race.

Malini

From: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com [mailto:mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com] On

Behalf Of AMULYA NADKARNI

Sent: 31 July 2012 16:14

To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

Since I am around 200 miles away from London, not much. Except for spending

evenings catching up with the TV coverage. We decided not to watch events live

since Samodh is not old enough to get excited about sports (although he loves

events like swimming and track where there is an obvuious race and winners..they

had sports day at his nursery recently, inspired by the Olympics and won the egg

and spoon race!).

Amulya

From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com

<mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com> >

To: AMULYA NADKARNI <mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk

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Sent: Tuesday, 31 July 2012, 15:39

Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

Thanks Amulya ;-)

Ashok 1984

How are the Olympics affecting daily life ?

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On Jul 31, 2012, at 6:50 AM, AMULYA NADKARNI

<mailto:amulyanadkarni%40yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

> Isn't Renuka satisfied with your distinguished-looking grey hair? In any case,

older doesn't always mean more mature.

>

> Regards

>

> Amulya

>

> ----- Forwarded Message -----

> From: Ashok Bhaskar <mailto:abhaskarmd%40yahoo.com>

> To: " mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com " <mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com>

> Sent: Sunday, 29 July 2012, 18:59

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

> Thanks Sanjeev.

>

> I am sure you and Surekha share the same feelings.

>

> And then there is all the memories you share of your college days.

>

> And you can continue to vent out your angst against some ( not healthy though)

and reminisce fondly about some.

>

> My wife differs in one aspect. She says it is smarter to marry an older dude

as he will be more mature.

>

> Selfishly I have benefited marrying a gal of my own age because as I look back

it has been fun growing together.

>

> Lastly we both are active in this beautiful yahoo group with our discussions

continuing even when we are offline.

>

> Thanks Kishoreda and Ravin for keeping the show going on !!

>

> Ashok 1984

>

> ________________________________

> From: sanjeev kishore <mailto:sanjeevkishore4u%40yahoo.com>

> To: mailto:mgims%40yahoogroups.com

> Sent: Sunday, July 29, 2012 9:40 AM

> Subject: Re: IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

>

>

>

> Very well said Ashok. Sanjeev84

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>

>

> > I think this article of mine is relevant to the present discussion:

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> >

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> > IDIOT, IDIOTER, IDIOTEST

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> >

>

> > Who are the most idiotic people in this world? My vote would go to those who

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> > voluntarily become doctors.

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> >

>

> > Look at it from any point of view. Lets consider the financial point,

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> > because most people think that doctors earn a lot of money. Who, except an

>

> > idiot, would waste 10-12 years of his prime youth to study impossibly fat

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> > books, just to start on a salary of 5-7 thousand? In half the time you could

>

> > get double the salary by becoming an engineer. Or better still; you could

>

> > get quadruple the salary at any Outsourcing Call Centre in no time at all.

>

> > You might say that setting up a private practice makes better sense, and you

>

> > would be wrong. The crores that you would invest in your hospital could have

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> > earned you many times the returns in any badly performing mutual fund, minus

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> > the government licensing and regulation headaches and with fewer taxes too!

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> > And all this within the 10-12 years that you would require to qualify as a

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> > specialist!

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> >

>

> > What about the job satisfaction aspect? If you think that treating a patient

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> > who thinks that a headache constitutes an emergency at 2 AM is satisfaction,

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> > then you deserve a place in the Idiot’s hall of fame.

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> >

>

> > How about the honour and respect of society? Wake up, man! What age are you

>

> > living in? Face one Pollution Control Inspection and all the honour goes

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> > down the drain. The lakhs of Consumer suits clearly document the huge

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> > respect that doctors command, especially as ‘bakras’.

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> >

>

> > But today, we shall consider a sub-section of these idiotic people. These

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> > are the same guys who coined the phrase “Two heads are better than oneâ€.

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> > Based on that they conclude that two idiots are better than one. Yes, we are

>

> > talking about doctors who marry doctors! Shall we call them the

‘Idioter’

>

> > people, to coin a new word?

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> >

>

> > The commonest argument that these imbeciles put forward is that marrying

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> > someone who shares your profession is that besides your toothpaste and

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> > pajamas, you can also share your professional problems 24 x 7. Now tell me

>

> > who wants to return home after a stressful day working hard and looking

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> > forward to stretching out in front of the TV with a cool beer, just to be

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> > confronted by a worried wife asking the recent advances in dealing with

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> > metastatic lymph nodes after Hemi-glossectomy?

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> >

>

> > You take out your wife on a cool and romantic drive. It is that new car with

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> > the retractable sun-moon roof. It is ‘Karva Chauth’ night and you want

her

>

> > to see the moon before she breaks her fast. You say in a husky, seductive

>

> > voice, “ Dear, now we will see the auspicious moon.†As the moon slips

into

>

> > sight through your dreamy roof, your wife perks up and remarks, “Darling,

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> > your auspicious moon reminds me of the suspicious nodule that I removed from

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> > the arm pit of my patient. And just like these stars there were some

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> > radiating deposits!†REALLY ROMANTIC!

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> >

>

> > Another disadvantage of marrying a medico is the impression factor. You draw

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> > yourself up and proudly announce that you completed a Hysterectomy in 30

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> > minutes flat. Your wife interrupts you to inform you that there are hordes

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> > of others who can wrap it up in less than 25 minutes!

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> >

>

> > On the other hand, if you have a non-medico wife, you can gravely announce

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> > to her on telephone that you are involved in an extremely delicate operation

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> > of superimposition of the labia and will be late for dinner, when all you

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> > are doing is kissing your assistant. You might even be rewarded with an

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> > ultra special ‘Gajjar ka Halwa’ to encourage you to do these complicated

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> > operations more often.

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> >

>

> > If you have a husband who sits on a chair and deals with stocks and shares,

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> > you can brag that you sweated four and a half hours to dissect out the

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> > abscess and save the patient’s life. Your husband will feel suitably

guilty

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> > about spending hours on his coccyx doing nothing. You should, naturally,

>

> > avoid discussing that your four and a half hours of tiring effort involved

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> > fees much less than he earns in four and a half minutes just shouting two

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> > words – ‘Buy’ and ‘Sell’.

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> >

>

> > Another advantage cited for a doctor marrying another doctor is that each

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> > can advice the other about some treatment advances or changes. This could be

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> > the biggest joke of the century. Two doctors have as much chance of agreeing

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> > with each other as and Advani.

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> >

>

> > The conversation could go something like this:

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> >

>

> > “Darling, I have started that Immuno-deficient patient on anti-retro

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> > virals.â€

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> >

>

> > “How stupid! His CD4 was above 500.â€

>

> >

>

> > “But baby, he had symptoms of secondary infection.â€

>

> >

>

> > “You could have taken an expert’s opinion before ruining his life.â€

>

> >

>

> > “And that expert would be you, huh? What do you think of yourself?â€

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> >

>

> > “I don’t know what I think of myself, but if you think you are getting a

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> > free dinner today, you had better think again!â€

>

> >

>

> > So you see, a large majority of these consultations metamorphose into

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> > ‘insultations’! At least in this case two heads are a leading cause of

one

>

> > Head – ACHE!

>

> >

>

> > There is another sub-section of these Idioter people who can be called the

>

> > ‘Idiotest’. (Webster is going to kill me.) These people not only commit

the

>

> > grave blunder of marrying a co-doctor, but they even commit the equivalent

>

> > of jumping into a well by marrying their own class mate!

>

> >

>

> > This blunder is usually committed during the height of hormonal upheaval,

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> > when the brain takes orders from below the belt, i.e. during college days.

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> > By the time the brain regains control, the wife is already in the throes of

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> > labour pains and the husband is in the process of becoming a proud, but

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> > stupid, daddy!

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> >

>

> > In this class of super-idiots, it becomes almost impossible to commit even a

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> > simple task without being reminded about what a fool you were during your

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> > younger days.

>

> >

>

> > “Darling, how does this purple dress look on me?’

>

> >

>

> > “Er! Nice, of course, …….â€

>

> >

>

> > “Its no use asking you. You never had any taste. Remember you ran after

that

>

> > curly haired bitch, who wore those atrocious red dresses to college?â€

>

> >

>

> > “Yes, Darling, but I ultimately came to you.â€

>

> >

>

> > “Oh yeah! After she rejected you twice!â€

>

> >

>

> > Or if you are bragging to your son, “Munna, in my college days, people

used

>

> > to call me ‘Rangeela’ or ‘colourful’!â€

>

> >

>

> > “Oh yes! I remember well! It was right after you spilt all that yellow

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> > chromo-glycate on your pants and the teacher advised you to warn everyone

>

> > about your toilet habits beforehand! Ha! Ha!â€

>

> >

>

> > Everything considered it is far better to marry someone who cannot make head

>

> > or tail of your profession; someone who doesn’t know your youthful

follies;

>

> > someone who is easily impressed by your mundane achievements. That is the

>

> > key to a happy and comfortable married life.

>

> >

>

> > ******-

>

> > And then the title of Super Idiotest definitely goes to those who marry

>

> > doctors and then send their children to the guillotine of Medicine study

>

> > voluntarily. Yes! These idiots do exist in today's world. And I am one of

>

> > them!

>

> >

>

> > Kishore Shah

>

> >

>

> > 1974

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> >

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> >

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