There were no injuries, no blood oozing out, but the 21-year old biker laid motionless. The pulses were regular. Suspicious of the nature of the injury, the Doctor moved his hands around the head. A coin-sized hole punctured the man's skull. Just as he was examining the chest area, a vibration with blue light emitted from the biker's dusty front pocket.
The phone showed "Mom."
The Doctor couldn't pick the phone and share the horrible news.
That evening my brother - the Doctor, had a few extra rounds of whiskey. Last week when I saw him, he has turned into a veteran in managing patients in the Intensive Care Unit.
6 years have passed. I asked the same question I asked him the day we met for drinks, "What upsets you now?"
He gave the same answer, "Young people wasting their life on cheap thrills."
All our major career decisions are made in the teenage years when the pre-frontal cortex - the region of the brain that controls impulses, is not fully developed. So we jump into careers that looks good on paper or for the society and hope to acquire the lifestyle that we envy.
Years pass, you acquire the comforts of life and reach a stage where money is not the motivation anymore.
Spinning "selling sugary water" as "bringing...
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