A Man Called Sherlock







Is Sherlock Holmes Intelligent? Undoubtedly, not the right word for this man. He has got more than just intelligence.
What does this man do? Well, I would say he is a detective. But then he would correct me and say – “A consulting detective, the only one in the world, and I found this job”.

If you have watched this man, then you know this smart as a whip man. If you haven't, then you missed something prominent. If you run into him, don't be surprised to know that he knows you more than your neighbour. What you did yesterday, how old your clothes are, if you had a break up a couple of days before or even your next plan. He just knows it all. Don’t say it’s trick, there’s no magic here, it is something called the ‘Science of Deduction’. He will make this out by observing how you hold yourself.

Do you want him to be a friend? You can't flatter this man to impress him. He calls it 'boring'. Sentiment for him is a chemical defect found on the losing side. You need to pique his curiosity by giving him a subject of engrossment. The more eccentric your theme is, the more likely it is that it will interest him. If he calls you an idiot, there’s nothing new, because he perceives everybody as an idiot (of course except himself). 

Someday if you get some time, visit this high functioning sociopath at 221B, Baker Street, London.
Your jaw will drop once you see how fascinating he is. But then people say it is a work of fiction.
Who knows anyway? ;) 

Disclaimer: Watch the show at your own risk. It can be addictive. It can have side effects as you may start scrutinising people around you and form vague opinions about them. Or maybe practice will make you the next Sherlock, wonders never cease!


(Opinions are based on BBC’s Sherlock)

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