"Everybody
continues to be in the state of rest or uniform motion..." his daughter,
who is in seventh class, was mugging up the Newton's laws.
'Hey, it's not
everybody, it is every body' he shouted as he was having his shave in front of
the mirror. Unless he shows his Physics prowess at least once in a day he'd not
get his night's sleep- thought his wife from the kitchen.
'why is it not
everybody, pappa?' asked his daughter with curiosity.
'because, Newton's laws
applies to only inanimate bodies and not to human beings', he said as he came
to her study, wiping his face with the turkish towel.
'hey pappa, your white
mousche has grown thicker?'
Hearing this, his wife
came there asking, 'oh, you have not removed it today also. How many times
should I tell you it doesn't look nice on your face?'
'But how can I have it
on somebody else's face?' he tried to joke and evade the issue.
'Enough, it's dripping
from your face!' remarked she and went back to continue with her morning
chores.
'What is dripping
pappa?' asked his daughter innocently. It's not a Physics question to show his
brilliance. It's a idiomatic usage in their vernacular, where 'it' denotes
stupidity. But he managed his daughter's question by asking, 'have I not wiped
the foam fully from my face; do you also find it dripping?' Ashamed of his
reply, he could feel it dripping now.
He left the the stubs,
salt-only-no pepper, unshaved on the upper part of his lips for a couple of
days under the pretext of an acne that was showing up below the nose. But
somehow, he later was tempted to grow into a moustache since it reminded him of
his boyhood days. Once it becomes a full thick one, I'd colour it black- he
thought.
But no one was tolerant
of this new development either at home or at office. It's after all his mousch,
why should he care about what others say, think or feel about it.
But the last one week
had really been literally a struggle defending his new move. He had to answer
many people around him. His boss was more concerned. After five days he
remiinded him whether his acne is still persisting. He was not this concerned
even when he was down with typhoid and didn't turn up to office for a week.
One more day of ordeal
at the office. Work was no big deal. But dealing with the people who came out
with various advice on his mousche was really annoying which he had to put up
with a smiling face, because they all came wearing a well-intentioned garb. His
boss started looking at him as though he was mentally sick.
Next morning he entered
the bathroom with a firm determination. And there he came out with a clean
shaven face. His wife saw him and beamed a broad smile, as though with a pride
of a woman who saved her husband from the brink of a disaster. His daughter
cheered him, 'pappa, today it's not dripping' and went back to her mugging up,
'ever body will continue to be in the state of...
He mused- Newton's law
applies to people as well, but with a small difference: everybody will continue in
the same state and if he or she tried to change the state, all the external
agencies will unite together bring them back to the original state.
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