Suddenly, it made me feel, I'm the shortest human being on earth, in comparison to my fellow peeps, who were quite taller than me, and the most astounding element being, they were devoid of an hereditary which were poles apart from mine, as in I had much taller elders in my family, than they did. This apparently arised a notion of not being so confident enough, to be at par with the folks around. I genuinely tried understanding the reasoning behind it, but terribly failed with no lucid answers, henceforth, got dejected to the core, and finally decided to discuss about this, with one of the best spiritual healers in town.
His name was Walter King, and apart from spiritual healing, he was also an amateur photographer in downtown Texas, experimenting his ounces of life with regular photo shoots. He certainly took pride, in whatever he did , and ensured he does it well everytime. He seemed to be often precoccupied with his client rendezvous and events, but nevertheless he answered my call, and we decided to have a chat on a sunday afternoon.
We really didn't get to elaborate the problem over the call, since all he stated was " Let's connect on a sunday afternoon" and in turn, I acknowledged and confirmed the same.
I was happy to seek help in this regard, since I was 18, and I really didn't know, whether I am gonna grow taller, as a matter of fact, even by an inch, and it was certainly, not because I was short, but I was getting jeopardized by this innate sense of inferiority, which was significantly galvanizing me to the core, thereby creating an impulse to do something, which may be indeed unnatural, like an urge to consume growth pills.
Finally, it was sunday morning, and was quite exicited to meet Mr King, since read a lot about him in daily's and journals and was convinced enough to share my problems. I was relishing my hamburger, and in the meanwhile, my telephone...