So the desperate man went to this hakeem. After hearing the man's story and reading a few pages from some ancient book, through his thick glasses, the old hakeem said: "this is only the second instance in my life to have a patient infested with this kind of worm. It is called King Wormie and, curiously it has even the capacity to think; therefore, it will never even taste the poison we give him." Struck with fear the poor ill man turned pale and asked, "so there is no cure for my worm?"
"Well, for every disease there is a cure. But with this worm, we will have to follow another course, a slower one."
"Oh, and what is that course going to be?" asked the man.
"Well, I want you to come to me every evening exactly at the same time of the day and bring along with you one banana and two biscuits. Start it from tomorrow."
Hakeem's method was really a novel one. It was quite embarassing too and no one without the distress the poor man was in would ever agree to receiving such kind of treatment. What Hakeem actually did every day was to crush the banana and the biscuits into pieces and then feed it, one after the other, to the wormie through the man's bottom.
Only two weeks into this regimen, and the wormie became almost friends with Hakeem. Hakeem would talk in a very soft voice to the wormie. Mr. Wormie always responded. Often what he would say was to ask Hakeem sahib to push the food a little further, lest he should drop down.
Exactly after sixty days, hakeem sahib after receiving the food from the man, crushed the banana only. He asked the man to wait a little. He wanted the wormie to starve a little. After an hour or so, he instroduced the crushed banana into the man's bottom. The hungry wormie started eating it madly inside.
While the man was sitting on the table, hakeem sahib with his thick glasses on, closely focused on then man's bottom and remained still. The wormie probably was surprised why nobody was talking today. So he said, "hakeem sahab? hakeem sahib?" He then dared to stick his head out and say, "hakeem sahab aaj beekut nai? (hakim sahab, no biscuits today?). Before it could get back, hakeem sahab instantly grabbed the wormie's neck between his two fingers. It took almost five minutes to pull the villain out, ridding the man of his incurable infirmity.
So the desperate man went to this hakeem. After hearing the man's story and reading a few pages from some ancient book, through his thick glasses, the old hakeem said: "this is only the second instance in my life to have a patient infested with this kind of worm. It is called King Wormie and, curiously it has even the capacity to think; therefore, it will never even taste the poison we give him." Struck with fear the poor ill man turned pale and asked, "so there is no cure for my worm?"
"Well, for every disease there is a cure. But with this worm, we will have to follow another course, a slower one."
"Oh, and what is that course going to be?" asked the man.
"Well, I want you to come to me every evening exactly at the same time of the day and bring along with you one banana and two biscuits. Start it from tomorrow."
Hakeem's method was really a novel one. It was quite embarassing too and no one without the distress the poor man was in would ever agree to receiving such kind of treatment. What Hakeem actually did every day was to crush the banana and the biscuits into pieces and then feed it, one after the other, to the wormie through the man's bottom.
Only two weeks into this regimen, and the wormie became almost friends with Hakeem. Hakeem would talk in a very soft voice to the wormie. Mr. Wormie always responded. Often what he would say was to ask Hakeem sahib to push the food a little further, lest he should drop down.
Exactly after sixty days, hakeem sahib after receiving the food from the man, crushed the banana only. He asked the man to wait a little. He wanted the wormie to starve a little. After an hour or so, he instroduced the crushed banana into the man's bottom. The hungry wormie started eating it madly inside.
While the man was sitting on the table, hakeem sahib with his thick glasses on, closely focused on then man's bottom and remained still. The wormie probably was surprised why nobody was talking today. So he said, "hakeem sahab? hakeem sahib?" He then dared to stick his head out and say, "hakeem sahab aaj beekut nai? (hakim sahab, no biscuits today?). Before it could get back, hakeem sahab instantly grabbed the wormie's neck between his two fingers. It took almost five minutes to pull the villain out, ridding the man of his incurable infirmity.