Friday, June 22, 2007

got a mail from fren. read or not to read?

Height of Honesty - A pregnant woman asking the bus conductor for one & a half ticket.
Height of Confusion - Two earthworms making love in a bowl of noodles.
Height of pain - A monkey sliding down a knife’s edge using balls as his brakes.
Height of Foolishness - A guy peeping thru’ the keyhole of a glass door.
Height of Itch - A fat man hanging (upside down) from a roof trying to scratch his balls.
Height of Innocence - A teenager girl applying Clearsil to her nipples thinking them as pimples.
Height of Unemployment - Cobwebs in prostitute’s cunt.
Height of Competition-.A guy peeing beside a waterfall.A topless lady standing near mount everest.
Height of Bravery: A naked man bending over to pick up a quarter on an island of gays.
Height of Disgustion: While wiping after a good toilet dump, your finger pokes through the paper.
Height of Technology: Condom with zip.
Height of Penetration: A baby girl born pregnant.
Height of Darkness: A negro searching for his penis in a dark room.
Height of fashion: A female applying LipStick to her vertical Lips.
Height of patience: A female lying naked under a banana tree and hoping for banana to fall in the right place.
Height of coincidence: And the banana falling in
HEIGHT OF PAIN: the whole banana bunch falls down..
Height of salesmanship: Monkey selling bananas
Height of laziness: A man marrying a pregnant woman
Height of coincidence: My Mother and Father got married on the same day, same time.
Height of Frustration: A boxer trying to scratch his balls.
Height of Trouble: A one handed man hanging from a cliff and his arse is itching.
Height of Noise: Two Skeletons having sex on a tin roof
Height of patriotism - Gandhiji using khadi condoms
Height of heights - a man shitting on Mt. Everest to make it two inches taller
Height of Laziness: A naked man lying over a naked woman and waiting for an earth quake
Height of patience - a naked man sitting on d beach after shitting n waiting for d tsunami to clean his ass…
Height of sophistication: sucking nipples with a straw.
Height of fashion: Baggy condoms.
Height of poverty:An woman stitching condoms for husband.
Height of patience:A man standing in queue to fuck his own wife.
Height of frustration: Sex with aishwarya is on sale for 100 Rs. and you have 99 rupees and 90 paisas only..

Thursday, June 21, 2007

imagine when things go 180 degree as you hope. i was sure today we wll not have routine theatre. so i was studying late night. early morning i got a call " reach theatre" few emergency and piled up cases are posted for today. .what a fack is this.

4 cases single teatre. it was a torture. finish one case and shift next . its was 3 pm by the time we were out from ot.

before i could decide to go for luch i felt very sleepy. for me , sleep first then comes food. let me sleep.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007


When I was an undergraduate pharyngitis was a real trouble for me. Almost every 3rd month I used to go for ENT check up. My consultant in medical school knew me very well. Every time same treatment with antibiotic coverage to prevent secondary infection. Was it allergic or infective? Always been a dilemma. I continued for almost 6 years with same problem.

I changed the place, came for post graduation and I was waiting for first 3rd month to find out ENT consultant to make him a good friend as usual. But there was no problem at al . I waited for next 3rd months and several more months but there was no symptoms. I thought I was relieved. It’s been 2 years I am absolutely fine. No more antibiotics. No more decongestants, No steam inhalation, nothing.

May be it was allergic. But I don’t know what I was allergic with. God knows. But I am happy that I am disease free.

Oh yes. Tomorrow we don’t have regular theatre. No headache going at 8 AM. No more standing. No more retractors haaaaa haaaa.

Time to listen my small radio. Lets go….

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Interesting duty

Pick up a sharp shining skin knife and dig it hard. Being a resident in surgical discipline u always think of it. Yesterday was my call day in A & E. I had posted few cases for surgery. Usually my senior used to come and snatched the knife. Me busy in retracting that’s all.

My senior felt sleepy and did not come to theatre. I was lucky. I called my junior and started. Palpitation, sweating was as usual in the beginning. Though it was not the first time I was operating surgeon still my hands were shaky. I stabilized myself and proceed. Ultimately things were normal I did what better could be done. It was not unfair to the patient that he was operated by the resident. When I gave the best what my senior could do upon him then what is the harm.

But the more interesting was a comment by a grey haired theatre technician at the end “given a chance juniors are equally competent.” Immediately I remarked “my pleasure - an ice cream next time for u man”

Yesterday my day in the A&E was interesting. I encountered some interesting fractures. Worth to mention was a “FLOATING ELBOW”. A 8 yr kid was playing climbing over a newly made brick wall. There was fracture of lower third of humerus and fracture of radius and ulna at same level. Kid was lucky there was no neuro - vascular involvement. Grossly displaced humerus was a concern. Book writes should be operated in floating elbow. Because of age and other factors I thought I should give a trial of manipulation. Oh god cant believe it was well reduced. Both the fractures of arm and forearm. I showed to the consultant even. He said ok. Close watch over fracture with serial x rays. I took a long breath at least I saved a kid from surgical worries and ugly looking scars.

Friday, June 15, 2007


It’s been so long I have not turned on my computer. 7 days; I should say. May be God knows the reason why? and so am I ! Hot summer of Delhi.

Scorching sun, dry and heated fields, mirage making roads, and of course my room- not less than a woven. Yes I am a summer refugee.

Student life of a poor resident. People don’t feel pity upon me. I don’t need a sympathy But empathy if u can. If not let it be. I am happy. Heart says keep on moving. Brain says no more journeys now.

They say “this summer is the worst summer ever and son who died was the best son I had” I am feeling this summer a horrible summer. I am tired of washing clothes. Don’t remind me I am taking bath two times which has never been an easy task for me. Still I have to manage till the summer goes.

Poor resident is proud and happy, still not using a credit card. No bank loans, not funded by any one. What more do I need. As usual I am happy.

Let’s come to the point. I was accommodated in my juniors room cause he has a lovely air conditioner. I even thought of buying an AC but my mind comes to a halt before checking my bank account. Hands feel warm and shaky. Foot feels temperate and heavy. So I don’t go to the bank even. Any way this is my last summer in Delhi.

Next year if things go right and in my favor who knows I will be in my heaven. Small country small people but simply living big hearted people. The country of Everest and Maoist too. The country of dying king but not a single good one to rule it. Oh god! my Nepal.

Friday, June 01, 2007

sleep deprivation.

cannot explain the experience of sleeping , especially early morning after 6 am. feel like sleeping hours more by the time tring tring says the alarm clock. sometimes feel like throwing the table clock but fault lies not in it.

since last few days not getting adequate time to sleep. headache and yawning has become my regular features. slow reflexes and low concentration level all must be telling something to me. but how can i explain?

i forgot when i last took the hypnotics. may be in the final of my MBBS exams.. time was horrible when i was appearing the final paper of university exam. oh past is dead past no use talking about it. but now i want to sleep but i have no time. how long can i sustain with sleep deprivation. i really need a break.

dont feel like writing blog also. my blog doesnot look like blog rather. how can it be like blog . i am a biologic machine has fix work fix routine. events are same . then what to write. really DONNO WAHT TO WRITE .PERFECTLY SUITS MY BLOG TITLE.

let me sleep 4 hours please.