THE DEGREE (A Mini Story)


A Young and energetic man of medium height and well built, with a posh briefcase walked towards the prominent hospital in the city. He procured a medical degree from a reputed institution with excellence. He was on his way to appear for an interview for a medical officer’s post. He has taken proper care to dress himself up appropriately to meet the requirements of the formal occasion. His measured steps and purposeful movements indicate self-confidence, resourcefulness, and full of contempt with a pleasant smile on his lips.

He approached the receptionist and she directed him to a hall inside.

The actual venue of interview where he is fully at ease in meeting mixing and making friends in a few minutes time.

By his words, he feels important and wanted by his special individual attention, with whom he was engaged in lively discussion until a peon called upon his name.

As a formal measure, he knocks at the door and entered in to the cabin of selectors, and wished them all in a peculiar style.

Then the senior most well qualified doctor examined his certificates and amazed at the high percentage of marks he scored. He asked some questions related to his qualified arena.

But, to his utter surprise he could not answer a single question. However, he raised a simple question like, “If a patient suffers from acute stomach pain what will be the possible reason and what treatment or remedy you prescribe?”

Again, the candidate kept stone deaf.

The examiner asked some more simple questions in relation to medical science for which he ran his thoughts up and down.

Noting this, the doctor felt something fishy and asked about the high percentage of marks obtained in his certificates.

When this was asked, the young man got up from his seat, opened his brief case, took a few bundles of five hundred rupee notes and a dagger, and threw them on the table.

When asked what is this?

He said, “It’s the money and dagger the sole power for my success so far and when getting such a professional degree was made simple and likewise I will procure this job too.”

Hearing those terrified words the members of the interview board looked at each other in shock.


(A Minikkadha (Mini Story) originally written in Malayalam. Translated from the original Malayalam by the author.)
Philip V Ariel Founder and CEO at Philipscom

A freelance writer, editor and a blogger from Kerala. Now based at Secunderabad, Telangana, India. Can reach at: pvariel(@)Gmail [.] Com
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