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To Hell and Back

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Everyone wants to run through the streets ...
shout out at the top of their lungs ...
have parties with friends ...
play games and watch movies with family ...
eat all the delicacies that they can lay their hands on ...

or even if one is lazy ...
they want to sleep with no tensions or troubles ...
BUT
How Does it feel to not be able eat ...
to even let a drop of water not go down your throat ....

How does it feel when you are not able to even speak ...
though you know that you haven't gone mute ...

How does it feel when one can't sleep easily ...
But can't even stay awake due to tiredness ...

How does it feel when one you can't do anything ....
I mean ANY thing at all

That how I was feeling for the past 10 days ...

It all started with a little bit of harmless kaccha aams one evening ...
1-2 days later, I have a little throat ache but hey, its okay ...
Its change of season ...
this sort of stuff usually happens at change of season ... will go away in 1-2 days ...
Now comes the great Indian Rains ...
at the wrong place ... to the wrong people ... at the wrong time ...

I get caught in the downpour ... and my tonsilitis gets caught up in itself ...

Next thing I know ... its evening and I've fever of 101F

NOW WHAT???

I start plummetting into the depths of abyss de tonsilitis ...

Q- What does it take to kill a person ...???
A - Direct Contact with too many doctors ...
(not funny ... wasn't meant to be)

Its takes 4 doctors, 2 hospitals, 8 injections (atleast) ... and millions of medicines (wat???) ...

to get someone from 101 to 107 F in a 10 day rollercoaster ....

In the meanwhile these 'doctors' act more like mechanics, trying to puncture me everywhere from throat to hands ... I feel like a specimen up for their experiments ... they say c'mon ... today its time for CBC .... that done ... its time for Throat swab or some other such thing ...

And then proudly prounounce their verdict ...

"I think its enlarged tonsilitis, but I'd like to conduct other tests. I havn't seen such enlarged tonsilitis in my whole life"
Well great ... ain't that ... so you'd want my mouth for your study ... take it ... better still ... why don't you take my tonsils and put them as mannequins on a doctor museum ... then kids will come and see...

2010- This is the great Indian Tonsilophilis monster. Slain by the great Dr. XYZ ... for this act of bravery he got a (ig)Nobel Prize...
(Oh...We forgot to mention...this was contributed by the generous Mr. Nikhar Shukla)



well ... now ...

Even the thought of a doctor is nauseating ...







P.S. :

I had just finished reading Eric Segal's 'Doctors' -

A fiction based novel centred around the lives of the
class of Harvard Medical School of 1962

... Cool Book ....

Finished the book on monday ... got sick on tuesday ...

NOW THAT IS IRONY





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