The old man walked into the room and greeted his friends . They were all huddled around the table intently gazing at their cards. The old man sat joined in. The tension broke as the game came to an end. There was some loud praising , cursing and abusing each other in the spirit of the game. Then they all settled down for another game. The game went on for sometime and the old man lost some money. Before everybody returning back home the old man said "Next Sunday when you lads play do invite me. Dont forget you bastards !" There was some laughing and many affirmations.
Two days have passed and nothing much happened. On the third day the old man felt very very weak. He is admitted to a hospitable. The old man is a famous doctor. He called the doctor in charge of the emergency ward and said "Im feeling hard to breathe. In a few hours time i will undergo pulmonary failure, i will slip into a coma. Put me on life support for two days and if i dont recover from the coma pull the plug on me. Only two days . . . . ."
His prediction happened to be right. Within a few hours he slipped into a coma. He was put on life support. One day passes , the second day passes. The doctor in charge doesnt want to give up and he continues the life support for the third day. At about 03.00 PM the old man stirs and wakes up from the coma. The nurse immediately fetches the doctor in charge. The old man asked the doctor " Date ?? " . Doctor said its the third day. The old man in a dejected tone "Why dint you pull the plug on me ??" . The doctor is utterly surprised. The doctor asks "Sir, arent you afraid of death?? ". To which the old man replies "There are not many distinctions b/w life and non-life. Life is just a complex contraption." He takes a pause and regains his breath. "Anyway since you are trying to revive me . . . go on . . . . and goodbye". A few hours later he slipped into a coma again. This time his mother was brought to visit him. She was 97 years old. She had no memory of anything. She felt nothing when she saw her son in a vegetative state. However the doctor felt that the old mans eyes widened. He wasnt sure, it was probably his imagination.
As hours passed by the doctor was in a dilemma . What should he do ? Should he pull the plug on him ? He thinks hard. He thinks of all the people who actually have a chance of living if put on life support. He calculates the chances of survival of the old man. He concludes it is nigh impossible for him to recover. Smoking has done irreparable damage to his lungs. With a hardened heart and an emotionless mask over his face he walks upto the old man and does what he was ordered to do. The old man's heart stalls just like an engine with no air supply.
Two days have passed and nothing much happened. On the third day the old man felt very very weak. He is admitted to a hospitable. The old man is a famous doctor. He called the doctor in charge of the emergency ward and said "Im feeling hard to breathe. In a few hours time i will undergo pulmonary failure, i will slip into a coma. Put me on life support for two days and if i dont recover from the coma pull the plug on me. Only two days . . . . ."
His prediction happened to be right. Within a few hours he slipped into a coma. He was put on life support. One day passes , the second day passes. The doctor in charge doesnt want to give up and he continues the life support for the third day. At about 03.00 PM the old man stirs and wakes up from the coma. The nurse immediately fetches the doctor in charge. The old man asked the doctor " Date ?? " . Doctor said its the third day. The old man in a dejected tone "Why dint you pull the plug on me ??" . The doctor is utterly surprised. The doctor asks "Sir, arent you afraid of death?? ". To which the old man replies "There are not many distinctions b/w life and non-life. Life is just a complex contraption." He takes a pause and regains his breath. "Anyway since you are trying to revive me . . . go on . . . . and goodbye". A few hours later he slipped into a coma again. This time his mother was brought to visit him. She was 97 years old. She had no memory of anything. She felt nothing when she saw her son in a vegetative state. However the doctor felt that the old mans eyes widened. He wasnt sure, it was probably his imagination.
As hours passed by the doctor was in a dilemma . What should he do ? Should he pull the plug on him ? He thinks hard. He thinks of all the people who actually have a chance of living if put on life support. He calculates the chances of survival of the old man. He concludes it is nigh impossible for him to recover. Smoking has done irreparable damage to his lungs. With a hardened heart and an emotionless mask over his face he walks upto the old man and does what he was ordered to do. The old man's heart stalls just like an engine with no air supply.
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