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Sandy vs. Mandy


Sandy:  I've bought some of the best kachoris in town, just for you. Simply indulge!

Mandy: Arre yaar, my stomach is no feel good today. It is sick.

Sandy: What happened?

Mandy: Last night, we were at a party and I gorged myself on some spicy stuff. Samosa, laddoo, batura, pulao...they all endlessly came in front of my eyes and I couldn't resist.

Sandy: Are you so starved?

Mandy: Shshhhhh!! Talk a little soft...my mom in the other room. Already getting scoldings from her.

Sandy: !!!

Mandy: Now getting heartburn... the diaphragm, the separation in the abdomen moving up and bringing the bile to the forefront...and the digestive juices regurgitating...

Sandy: Oh my god, you have so much knowledge about heartburn. I thought it happens only when a girl hurts you, and you burn your heart??!!

Mandy: No, No. You not understand. This is big problem. Heartburn can cause damage to your stomach! And you may have to undergo appendix operation to make it alright.

Sandy: But I found appendix at the back of a book that I read yesterday. What do you say, man? We all have a list of things we eat everyday inside our stomach? How big the database should be!! 

Mandy: Yes, so be careful to check your appendix when you go to the doctor next time. And fix an appointment for the operation as early as possible. Otherwise, you will get 'stomachburn' also!

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My thought factory sometimes gets working even when it is unwarranted or uncalled for. A small information is enough to trigger its action and set it in motion. The end product here is that 'half knowledge is dangerous'. We find so many out there who can create mountains out of molehills... with all the right information they stumble upon, by inferring it in the wrong way.

Limited knowledge is bliss. And I don't mind staying that way. Do you?

Queen of Questions

Comments

  1. Reading a few lines makes you hungry and continue reading, it makes you afraid. Nice post for a Sunday reading but read it on Saturday in the midst of heavy work. Thanks for posting

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  2. I've often heard similar conversations in public places. They usually make me smile, but as you pointed out, misinformation could be dangerous.

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