EGO-DAVID V/S GOLIATH.

He was a strange patient of mine, a politician who made it a point to visit me every month for his non existent diseases and highly imaginary ailments. His sycophants and body guards made it a point to proudly announce his arrival at my clinic, oblivious to the rush of the existing, patiently waiting real sufferers. He demanded priority and used to barge into my clinic with his coterie who were very much concerned about their provider's health. Their lives depended on this man's well being, such was the parasitism.Of course, he never paid me to add salt to my wounds. Also, he used to waste a lot of time with his carefully prepared questionnaire. But I used to endure him as it generated my good will amongst his followers, my future patients.
One day he came into my clinic with a wedding invitation card in his hand, his daughter was getting married and the venue was a nearby five star hotel. It was a vulgar display of his ill acquired wealth and power.He requested my attendance as I was an important cog in his big ferris wheel. He asked me to come with my whole family.
I went alone, there was the usual crowd of the boot licking cops mingling with the white clothed, gold laden people of the dark underworld. It was a dazzling affair. VIPs were welcomed with a bugle, beating drums and a speaker announcement, they were personally escorted to the stage by the gleaming politician. I was fading into oblivion in this pomp, nobody acknowledged my existence. Despite seeing me, he ignored me, May be I was not wearing enough gold on me to attract his attention. Also, my dark clothes suggested my less glorified and dignified existence.
I am imperturbable normally, but this turn of events really upset me.
I walked out of the venue and headed to my clinic, my own kingdom. I was a king and my courtiers were eagerly waiting for me, suffering in silence. My arrival brought smiles on their tired faces.
Few weeks passed, the politician and his cronies arrived at my clinic.
It was my turn to extract revenge.
I made him wait for an hour, as he entered inside, he was seething with anger and demanded an immediate explanation from me for the delay in letting him inside. He missed the lack of priority, normally given to him in the past.
A small fish cannot fight with the crocodile, if he has to survive in the murky waters.
I told him that he was spoiling his reputation amongst his voters by barging in and walking out without paying me. I told him that the waiting patients were his voters and he could not risk antagonising them, with the elections just around the corner.He was a dumb, hare brained person who immediately got convinced, thanked me profusely and while walking out, reluctantly paid all my pending fees in full view of the waiting crowd.
I felt victorious.
David had slain the Goliath!
My shattered ego heaved a sigh of relief.