The Doctor of the Market Place
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Short Story by: psisatyr
I found this doctor right in the heart of the market place. Laid on the ground beside him were baskets of roots, herby leaves, and exotic seeds. He had a battery operated microphone through which he blared his voice. He tried to attract people boasting to the extent that he had an antidote to cure even aids. Whenever I used to go to the market, I used to become attracted by his charms. Of course there were many people falling for his tricks. His other favorite remedies included a cure for rheumatism, arthritis, asthma and what not. He was at the market place all day long till the market ended. As days went by I noticed his absence. I became puzzled as to why he was not coming. One day I decided to ask his neighboring vegetable seller as to what happened to him. The reply I got was shocking. According to him the road side doctor was diagnosed with Jaundice and Aids and he passed away in the hospital.
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