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An Intellectual Dwarf!
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 rang, and unfortunately went to voicemail. I wrapped up really fast, and called the same number, and it was Mr King's secretary who answered. I replied confirming my availability for a discussion today. Her secretary in turn stated that, Walter might not be in a position to do a session in his office, since it's renovation has just started today, which even he wasn't aware of, so she in turn requested for a telephonic communication.
I was like, that's absolutely fine, provided the therapy is efficient, and at the same time, I am heard with a personal touch.
She sounded confident, and replied saying" You Got It ".
I stated " That sounds great, and in turn, asked her about the call timings and the like, and she replied 6:00 PM CST.
I tried making my day a bit restful, which would make me engage attentively, seeking every detail out of this conversation. It managed getting a short nap, but post which it was a bit restless, until it was six.
Finally, the clock ticked six, and call landed , I picked up the call, and heard Mr King's voice, and he asked me generally "How are you", I replied " I'm doing good, a bit restless though and in general very discouraged in life. Mr King stated, "Hey that's indeed a matter of concern".
He continued conversing, thereby asking fundamental questions about myself , a liitle brief about my family background and if at all I had any additions in high school, or if I have been ever bullied before, and certain other aspects, which he possibly wanted to retrospect. I answered every question in the best of our interest, and it felt like he was typing out our conversation in a computer, which made me realize his ardent quest for grasping every potential detail, but there was one aspect, which made me perplexed, and it was " When he would hit the nail on the head, by asking me " What exactly made you attend this healing session". Although, I was being inquisitive and restless, but still, I first wanted him to ask me the question, rather than me interrupting and trying to clarify what's going on!
Ten minutes had already passed by, and he seemed to probe me more and more, and unfortunately, according to me, we were not heading anywhere, and I really didn't know, what was crossing his mind, in terms of the therapy. He paused for a while, probably for a glass of water, and I felt like breaking that shackle and get in the conversation, with an attempt to control it, just because, I wanted to simply tell my problem, but it felt like he was incredibly fast in gulping, and resumed immediately in the call and remarkably stated " You're a dwarf ", and that's your concern, if I am not mistaken!
I was incredibly startled to the core, and found myself speechless. Eventually, I had a smile on my face, and acknowledged by saying " Are you kidding, but I have to believe, what I hear, and that's terrific, and ironically I uttered, how do you even know that? I continued stating "I barely discussed any sort of my problem with you, all I did was answering all of your questions, in a very scripted way"
Mr King replied stating " I am in complete agreement with you, that you may have not been allowed to talk about your concern, but I was relentlessly confident about my questions framed for you, and guess what , in this entire process, you ended up sharing your concern, before you could even think of doing so.
One of my questions which I probed was, about your high school days, and whether you were bullied or not, and in turn you replied in a very close ended manner, that " I was bullied by my school mates once, during a basketball game, where I expressed interest not to play, but to just be a spectator of the game, and I was not allowed to do so, and the only reason is " I was relatively the shortest amongst all the high school students, post which I was jilted, berated and what not"
Mr King paused for a while:
It was around a minute or two, since he completed his statement, and I was already feeling a sense of relief and betterment, even without quoting my actual concern.
Finally he stated " I think you might have got an initial remedy to your concern". I replied saying, " Yeah, kind of, and in turn told him " The way you identified the problem, by focussing on every details provided by me, was indeed commendable, I thereby assume, that the soultion might be round the corner, it's just that, I may have to figure out a bit more, or if you can revise it once more, incase, you have already provided one"
Mr King replied:
" It's a little difficult though to meet you at my office today, as you have been informed by my assistant, but nevertheless, I may want to meet you".
I replied stating," Of course, but when and where ?
He replied saying " I have your street address, and my office is barely 100 miles off the driveway to Walgreens, so why don't we meet , if incase you don't have anything coming up for the day"
I confirmed my presence with a strong acknowledgment!
And in turn, he stated that sounds like a plan to meet, and reminded me to text him, once I was there.
Finally, I reached Walgreens, and was about to text him, and in the process of texting him, I felt an arm around my shoulder, who had a height, which replicated mine, and in turn I asked generally " May I know, how can I help you" and the person replied stating" You can only help me by overcoming your inferiorities, which you have built over the couple of years, and try to get over it, and having said that " Your next session will be at my office , whenever you're available, and guess what " I AM WALTER KING "
I have a photoshoot at Walgreens today, looking forward to meet you!
Regards,
Shirsendu Mukherjee
© shish
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 rang, and unfortunately went to voicemail. I wrapped up really fast, and called the same number, and it was Mr King's secretary who answered. I replied confirming my availability for a discussion today. Her secretary in turn stated that, Walter might not be in a position to do a session in his office, since it's renovation has just started today, which even he wasn't aware of, so she in turn requested for a telephonic communication.
I was like, that's absolutely fine, provided the therapy is efficient, and at the same time, I am heard with a personal touch.
She sounded confident, and replied saying" You Got It ".
I stated " That sounds great, and in turn, asked her about the call timings and the like, and she replied 6:00 PM CST.
I tried making my day a bit restful, which would make me engage attentively, seeking every detail out of this conversation. It managed getting a short nap, but post which it was a bit restless, until it was six.
Finally, the clock ticked six, and call landed , I picked up the call, and heard Mr King's voice, and he asked me generally "How are you", I replied " I'm doing good, a bit restless though and in general very discouraged in life. Mr King stated, "Hey that's indeed a matter of concern".
He continued conversing, thereby asking fundamental questions about myself , a liitle brief about my family background and if at all I had any additions in high school, or if I have been ever bullied before, and certain other aspects, which he possibly wanted to retrospect. I answered every question in the best of our interest, and it felt like he was typing out our conversation in a computer, which made me realize his ardent quest for grasping every potential detail, but there was one aspect, which made me perplexed, and it was " When he would hit the nail on the head, by asking me " What exactly made you attend this healing session". Although, I was being inquisitive and restless, but still, I first wanted him to ask me the question, rather than me interrupting and trying to clarify what's going on!
Ten minutes had already passed by, and he seemed to probe me more and more, and unfortunately, according to me, we were not heading anywhere, and I really didn't know, what was crossing his mind, in terms of the therapy. He paused for a while, probably for a glass of water, and I felt like breaking that shackle and get in the conversation, with an attempt to control it, just because, I wanted to simply tell my problem, but it felt like he was incredibly fast in gulping, and resumed immediately in the call and remarkably stated " You're a dwarf ", and that's your concern, if I am not mistaken!
I was incredibly startled to the core, and found myself speechless. Eventually, I had a smile on my face, and acknowledged by saying " Are you kidding, but I have to believe, what I hear, and that's terrific, and ironically I uttered, how do you even know that? I continued stating "I barely discussed any sort of my problem with you, all I did was answering all of your questions, in a very scripted way"
Mr King replied stating " I am in complete agreement with you, that you may have not been allowed to talk about your concern, but I was relentlessly confident about my questions framed for you, and guess what , in this entire process, you ended up sharing your concern, before you could even think of doing so.
One of my questions which I probed was, about your high school days, and whether you were bullied or not, and in turn you replied in a very close ended manner, that " I was bullied by my school mates once, during a basketball game, where I expressed interest not to play, but to just be a spectator of the game, and I was not allowed to do so, and the only reason is " I was relatively the shortest amongst all the high school students, post which I was jilted, berated and what not"
Mr King paused for a while:
It was around a minute or two, since he completed his statement, and I was already feeling a sense of relief and betterment, even without quoting my actual concern.
Finally he stated " I think you might have got an initial remedy to your concern". I replied saying, " Yeah, kind of, and in turn told him " The way you identified the problem, by focussing on every details provided by me, was indeed commendable, I thereby assume, that the soultion might be round the corner, it's just that, I may have to figure out a bit more, or if you can revise it once more, incase, you have already provided one"
Mr King replied:
" It's a little difficult though to meet you at my office today, as you have been informed by my assistant, but nevertheless, I may want to meet you".
I replied stating," Of course, but when and where ?
He replied saying " I have your street address, and my office is barely 100 miles off the driveway to Walgreens, so why don't we meet , if incase you don't have anything coming up for the day"
I confirmed my presence with a strong acknowledgment!
And in turn, he stated that sounds like a plan to meet, and reminded me to text him, once I was there.
Finally, I reached Walgreens, and was about to text him, and in the process of texting him, I felt an arm around my shoulder, who had a height, which replicated mine, and in turn I asked generally " May I know, how can I help you" and the person replied stating" You can only help me by overcoming your inferiorities, which you have built over the couple of years, and try to get over it, and having said that " Your next session will be at my office , whenever you're available, and guess what " I AM WALTER KING "
I have a photoshoot at Walgreens today, looking forward to meet you!
Regards,
Shirsendu Mukherjee
© shish
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