On the next morning shiha got up and went for a early walk.. She need fresh air to calm herself.. Before leaving the penthouse, she wore a mask..
She walked for a while and then sat on the bench in the garden..
She looked over the sky.. The light yellow raise making the sky beautiful..
Sitting there.. Shiha gave a call to her Doctor uncle.. "Uncle Yuyu.. I need your help.. My shoulder is sore.."
Said shiha with a soft innocent voice.
On the other side the old man chuckled..
Doctor Dang Yu one of the world's renowned doctor.. He was more than Fifty years old and treat shiha like her own daughter.
He had saved shiha's life many years ago when there was no hope for her life.
He had helped her in many ways specially mentally..
He even helped shiha to recovered from the traumas she suffered during her childhood..
From his point of view.. He think shiha had suffered more than her age. He still remember the little cute girl who had endure everything without a word.
From then onwards he decided to support shiha in every possible way.
"Didn't you apply the ointment?" asked Doctor Yu.
"i did.. But it touched water.. I was in hurry, so by mistake..."
"ahh..i know you are very good at giving excuses..And now you remember me when you are in need hnnn.. Whatever now.. Drop at my place, i gonna check it.."
"haa.. Really. That's good.. And i miss you as always, i doesn't call you it didn't mean i don't miss you.. Of course i miss you and aunty so much.. So for that.. i gonna have a dinner with you and Aunty.." said shiha excitedly.
"yeah..you and your glib tongue..
You have to come for dinner, your aunt miss you.. And it had been so many days! You came here.. But you don't have a time to visit this old couple."Doctor Yu complained with a annoying voice.
" ahh.. Sorry for that.. But i was busy! You know.. Who i am and how busy i am.. "
" ahh.. I know..i know.. Now don't be late tonight. And be careful, don't move your arm too much.. "
" okay.. As you say.. Bye bye.." saying this shiha hung up the call.
Just then she heard a footsteps closing near her..
As she looked up.. She saw a man walking towards her.
Seeing the man, shiha blinked few times..to make sure she was not imaging.. And immediately touched her face to make sure her mask is perfectly fitted.
By then the man stood up in front of her.. With a smile he said.. "Miss shiha.. Long time no see.. How are you?"
Shiha gulped.. 'ahh.. What the hell.. I didn't even have thought out through.. And here my whole day is going to be ruin..'
It's the nature of universe.. The more you run from something, the more that thing comes in front of you..
Shiha gave a smile. And said..
"i am perfectly fine.. Ahh.. Sorry! I need to go.." saying this shiha tries to run away..
But so sad.. The man said..
"Miss shiha, sorry to disturb.. But our Boss wants to meet you.. If you don't mind.. Then why not join us in breakfast.."
"ahh.. I would like too.. But right now i need to get fresh." saying this shiha looked at herself.
She wore a sport bra with a Loose crop top over it and a track.
One can see the white gauze around her shoulder slightly..
Shiha gave a forceful smile..
She can't avoid them.. At last she decides to follow him..
The man guided her towards the near by cafe.
She wish.. She can run from here.. But she can't..
At last she entered inside the cafe.
As she entered she saw the man sitting near the window table..
Shiha took a deep breath.. Calm herself and walked towards the man.
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The Triple-Filter Test:
The Triple-Filter Test
In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, "Do you know what I just heard about your friend?"
"Hold on a minute," Socrates replied. "Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be good idea to take a moment and filter what you're going to say. That's why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"
"Well, no," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and…"
"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not. Now, let's try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?"
"Umm, no, on the contrary…"
"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about my friend, but you're not certain it's true. You may still pass the test though, because there's one filter left—the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?"
"No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true, nor good, nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"