John’s first encounter with professor Dodja was on a cool
evening in a class of about sixty, when the senior lecturer who was taking hematology
walked in and told the class that the new dean of clinical medicine was a ‘mad
man’, no one believed; the dean on his first visit to them that morning had on
his part stated that he had no respect for anyone and no regard for people, and
that none of their parents could challenge him. He was a new professor and he
clearly wanted attention and wanted to make a name. Being a calm and quiet individual,
John, who was on his part a low key a womanizer; could not have bet that their
parts could cross in the most disastrous way.