PUZZLES.

I was staring at the enigmatic puzzle from all angles, The Rubik's Cube was pleading me to help arrange it's disarrayed structure. The colours were all mismatching and cried for their proper alignment and location. I believed in communal harmony but the colours were adamant, They wanted their sovereignty badly. I tried twisting, rotating and revolving the cube to solve it but after an hour's effort gave up. I just could not concentrate and lacked further patience. I had to admit defeat to this particular small inanimate cube. I kept the cube in my rack gracefully.
I was never a whiz kid in my whole life and now at this greying stages of life, it was an insurmountable challenge.
I reflected on my school days. I was a topper through out my academic life but just could not fathom puzzles. I never taxed my brain to solve them. Chess was my proverbial Waterloo where my opponents would lick me in minutes. Surprisingly, Math problems were dealt by me quickly. I never grumbled and grew up to become a doctor.
I deal with numerous patients daily and treat their ailments, much to their delight. Once I encounter a difficult undiagnosed patient, I never give up chasing the diagnosis,come what may!My entire thought process revolves around their puzzling ailment and through out the day the thought of the elusive diagnosis grips my mind. I sleep on the bed, eyes open, thinking about the patient. Sometimes, I dream about them too. I'm preoccupied, nothing else matters. A clear dedicated approach eventually bears fruit and the healing process begins. I sleep with my eyes closed that night, happily. My indoor patients' reports are all intact in my memory. It doesn't take any extra effort.
God gives ability to every individual on this planet to solve complex puzzles.
In my case, I solve the intricate puzzles of the human body.
The multi-coloured Rubik's Cube sits quietly on my rack in a blissful disarray.
I have understood my limitations and have learnt to live with them .
I think, everybody should.
My 5 month old son gazes at the cube, picks it gently with his little fingers and puts it in his salivating mouth. He bites it hard.
I smile, Maybe, one fine day he will solve it.