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“ All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope... all the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect... who might be searching for us.” -- The Wonder Years "Medicine can suck u dry at times....its been books,books and more books since the past month or so....however,with the stress levels under control its been smooth sailing so far.....2 more 2 go and i'll be the 'free bird' that I always was....and there's something i've realised :the biggest of problems can be tackled,when there are others in the same boat as you.. DECEMBER 15TH,2010 -its been a year....its been a year since that  fateful train journey....... fateful,since I met you..... fateful,since you met me....... fateful,since you became my friend........ fateful because,I...... to know more about december 15th '09,read   trains,facebook etc life

Family gatherings are joyous occasions without exception…… From the aunt who exclaims “arrey!!..kitna bada ho gaya mera raja beta” everytime she see’s you ( growing up is normal…ain’t it??…where’s the surprise??) to your young cousins who are almost always in awe of ‘ bhaiyya/didi’ ( I tell you;that feeling of having an elder cousin is one warm feeling to cherish) and of course,delicious food & gossip sessions lasting till late in the night,they all lend it a feel which makes you go nostalgic everytime you think of those times... Imagine being made to study in such times… torturous ,if I were to say in a word… Back home for a quick vacation this summer,I was at my maternal aunt’s place….my parents were there,as were my other maternal aunts & uncles along with my cousins……perfect settings for fun & frolic…. My 7 year old cousin Dimpy wasn’t too happy though…..with a test to give the next day,she had been made to sit with her books….. my dad :"arrey dimpy bete

I had been sleeping......back to pune from pondicherry,we had been waiting for MT(military transport)@the railway station.....tired after a long journey,I had dozed off.... Some commotion woke me from slumber....I glanced @the digital clock overhead....24:13....dismissing it as a figment of my imagination,I was trying to doze back again when Panda who had been sleeping beside me said in his usual sleepy voice " आबे....टाइम देख"..... and I knew it wasn't a dream..... MAMATA DI ZINDABAD......

They all laugh at me! And the girls giggle behind my back... Unable to even glance at my disfigured face. Why am I so ugly? Why am I such a hideous monstrosity? She is the one girl I have loved in my life. And she likes that dumb good-looking guy! What did I do to deserve this? I am going to end all of this... I am going to burn down this college to the ground! They will know what they get for treating me this way . Do not burn down the college Kyle! Who said that? I did! Who are you? Sitting and crying about a girl who doesn't even deserve your love will not solve your problems. Why can't I see you? You think you've been cheated because you are ugly... But I am here to show you otherwise. Come! There is much to see. Hmm... okay. I want you to look in here. This woman is Nancy Pinkerton. In her youth she was consistently rated the most beautiful girl in her entire college. Her life was filled with praises, and everything being handed to her

1)I thought I knew the difference between 'tees' and 'jerseys'....only 2 be proved wrong when I enetered AFMC ... or more correctly,when I moved to Pune, quite rightly dubbed 'THE OXFORD OF THE EAST' .... wearing a tee meant to absorb sweat on a sports field to malls, parties and any occasion whatsoever....its cool and fashionable,I've learnt...more so if u are an EPL fan... no rocket science this,just that some idiotic 'small town bhaiyya' needed 2 odd years 2 understand something this simple...                                                2)Heard it from a senior for the first time in JULY'08 during one of the famed 'orientation sessions'@AFMC ,sessions which have launched many a distinguished career in medicine..... Never knew it would become such an integral part of my vocabulary in the days to follow..... A constant irritant to friends and family alike,it's used by KILROYS all over the world and is a sure-shot way t

                                                                    The evening was lovely.... her presence  across the candle-lit table coupled with the moon peeping through the clouds made it look even lovelier... Her eyes strayed and her lips picked up a smile...clearly,she had seen something interesting... A much-in-love couple swaying to some light music was her object of interest... Having sensed her next move,he twisted uneasily in his seat... he even considered using the loo as an excuse but she acted quicker than he thought.... "would you like to dance?" her big expressive eyes seemed to ask more than just the question.. "ahh...sorry...I don't dance "his tone had a hint of regret.. " me neither...I mean...not usually in front of anybody "... she sounded equally regretful "oh..no...I mean I...I don't at all...as in I can't"... he bungled up his words big time... "everybody can dance...come on!you can'

1)Success and the emptiness that follows it...a puzzle often encountered,seldom solved ... experienced it,but u never seeked an answer....did u???? 2)ever noticed a child crying??...how he periodically looks at the people around him to gauge the effect he's having on them...human pysche or smthing else??                                                                OR brought urself a new dress??...u'd wear it countless times and still say that it doesn't look good on u...of course,in front of others... fishing for praise ??... human psyche at play again?? 3)why is so difficult for some to say goodbye while others do it at at the drop of a hat??.... 4 )"u don't love me na??"... asked in a voice hinting at complaint accompanied by an innocent face...and its mission accomplished...what did the question demand??...was it only a reassurance...or smthng more?? 5)tommorow's ur 1st university exam...its 3 in the morning,u are underprepared,nervy and

clicked on my way to the hospital i visit everyday...okay i won't lie....its the hospital i'm supposed 2 visit everyday for clinics....COMMAND HOSPITAL(SOUTHERN COMMAND) P.S-I do manage to visit it quite often,as my 85% attendance in clinics would testify ;)

@the halfway mark of my MBBS days....this vDEO's an attempt to put 2gether some beautiful memories of the 2 yrs spent at afmc...my FACCHA nd HONEYMOON terms........and watch it with the speakers on.....

Couldn't help noticing this car which stood out bcoz of its size and the cute little brat making faces at every passerby......and of course,the smile that he gave post the pic....a billion dollars...anyday!! ***(for the quizzing types...the car is REVA-India's 1st electric car)..  never mind the poor quality of the pic...no SLR this time...:-(  Location:-Fatimanagar,pune

                                                                 (1) " goodbye sweetheart!see you soon "she had said.Thinking of the future that was to come,a smile played on his lips as he looked at her fading silhouette..                                                                 (2) "my promise ...it..it remains unfulfilled..good...bye...sweetheart "she had said in a choking voice. Her head in his lap,he had cried inconsolably as he looked at her beautiful face,now lifeless and splattered with blood....Trisha was gone forever,the wheels of a truck being the culprit....                                                                 (3) It had been exactly two years to the incident...He was at East Street Cafe,the place where they had last met.. Memories still haunting him,he had ordered a banana split;it had been Trisha's favourite... Having collected it from the counter,he had just turned around when he bumped against a little girl,grounding bot

MAY 2008,AFMC,PUNE done with their interviews,three candidates were walking down the road to the midway canteen when one of them quipped.." 105 boys!!..and only 25 girls??.....bahut competition hoga yaar".. ..the other 2 guys smiled,one at the prospect of competition,the other at his prospects,rather the lack of it........ for the record,the guy who made the statement,popularly known as GARFIELD to his friends....he's still single.... one has defeated competition and the other...well...garfield might just be eager to help him out post this blog entry... P.S.-the gals in the pic are the source of competition,or rather,the lack of it.....no animosity intended

'LIFE'S JUST A HANDFUL OF SHORT STORIES PRETENDING TO BE A NOVEL'...... JUNE 2003,LABOUR-BEAUREAU BUS STOP,TATANAGAR ... It had been a typically hot and humid day..... slowly the weather had seemed to relent and the bus-stop which had nobody but a pariah dog as its sole occupant not too long ago was again teeming with passengers.....mostly children 4m a nearby school eager to go home,their chit-chatting bringing the place back to life....... some office-returnees,some college students and some auto-drivers eager 2 poach on the impatience of people waiting for the city bus completed the picture..... A small distance away stood two 14 year-olds from the same school ... Bags on their shoulders,they had been joking around 2 bide their time while waiting for the bus...one was a fat,plump,rolly-polly sumo called Ravi and the other was a lean and lanky fellow with cherubish looks,his looks being ample justification for his nickname 'GOLU'.... "hey!!look o

Having watched 'slumdog millionaire'  till late in the night....i had been sleeping well after daybreak....and dreaming of a turnaround in my life akin to the one in Jamaal Malik-the chaiwallah's life.... my eyes open,i felt for my mobile only 2 find it switched off...."damn!!..low battery" i didn't have a wrist watch either.... I was on the Azad Hind Express.....going back home 4 a vacation.... Wondering where the train had reached,i was about 2 ask the guy sitting on the lower berth when i heard something familiar" kharaab chai!!...sabse kharaab chai....isse kharaab chai koi pila de toh paisa wapas" I smiled....4 finally i was in home territory..... P.S.-an usual sight on Indian trains,especially those passing through U.P. nd Bihar,the kharaab chaiwallah's chai  is anything but kharaab ...the label being just an unique strategy 2 grab eyeballs....nd boost sales...  Eastwards bound??...don't miss out on your cuppa of 'kha

After the initial euphoria of being back home I find myself treading on similar lines 2 what col.karuna datta had predicted almost one nd a half yrs ago ..."being an AFMCite,i can very well say that after the 1st 2 vacations u'll start missing college sooner than you expect 2 do now"... .I remember seeing many expressions of disbelief then.... i myself was a part of that bunch... In hindsight I realise she might have been right.. 5 days at home and i'm done...a lack of things 2 do coupled with some savage weather has ensured that i do not venture out of home.... yesterday being no different,i was biding my time by watching some basketball vDEOS....the NBA finals b/w the LAKERS nd the CELTICS.... engrossed in the match,i failed 2 notice my 7 year old neice who had snuggled up beside me in bed,her object of interest being my laptop and not the game.... one kobe bryant dunk and she suddenly started chirping with glee "yellow house won!!...yellow house won!!

It's the 31st of march...the'IDES OF MARCH' have finally come to an end....or so i feel!! so here i am,sitting in LH-SUSHRUTA at 2 in the afternoon,attending a pharmac lecture... Not that i have much clue abt whats going on!!.... CLUELESS-dats the word 2 describe my knowledge in pharmac or rather,the lack of it.. Anyways,being an afternoon class,the U-2 batch is back 2 'SCREEN SAVER MODE' as COL.Moorchung would say...(u see...we dnt like 2 disturb our teachers ..any question put forth is greeted with such a show of energy conservation,the poor teacher is left wondering whether he's teaching a class of 115 or 15...) As 4 me...sitting bang under the AC,the urge 2 take a nap is really,really strong but 2 doze off right after waking up at 12 noon would require a herculean effort even 4m smbdy like me-the modern day equivalent of 'kumbhakaran'.... Sitting in the extreme top left of the lecture hall,i have an excellent view of the gentlemen who'v

'Bloomsbury Nursery School' the board proclaimed.He hesitated for a second and then stepped in.The same instant his phone beeped"excuse me boss,you have a text message"."bloody sms" he exclaimed. Ignoring the sms he proceeded to the school corridor and placed the lunch bag containing RDX at the designated place. Having stepped out with a wicked smile on his face,now that there were only a few seconds for the bomb to go off,he pulled out his phone and read his wife's sms"munna attending new school from today-Bloomsbury Nursery School".

         the 1st picture of note taken by the SLR that lies wasted in 4mid5ss...........                                venue-MARZ-O-RIN....                                MG road,pune

Bruised,battered here i lay; Wish i had something i could say. Never ever did i feel so low, Couldn't even ask you,why did you go?? Was it your smile or was it mine?? neither of us knew it had begun something very fine. Never did i know it would haunt me forever, Every memory,every recollection would make me suffer. Smiling,which i once thought was the easiest thing to do. To my dismay,i discover it can be tough too. Humour,which seemed omnipresent once,is gone too. Now the light has dawned,they were all because of you. Now that you are gone,i look back and wonder A beautiful distraction;"was it you who made me flounder"?? "no!!it can't be you"cries out my heart, still confused as to why you chose to part. A lesson learnt;some fingers burnt, I still sit back and hope. I wait for a miracle long overdue; Memories of love;nothing but a distant hue.....

It had been an eventful day...after getting my discharge papers ready,i had been to meet the commandant of the COMMAND HOSPITAL..the wait had been long and tiresome.. I was finally getting discharged after a month long hospital stay.... Having come twice earlier to get a document signed at the CPL,i was frustrated as the designated officer was nowhere to be found.. walking out of the corridor,I wasn't in the best of moods.. I saw a JAWAN coming from the other side.. As he passed by..i heard him singing " khayalon jo khwabon mein socha nahin tha,tune mujhe itna pyar diya..." a smile played on my lips and i suddenly realised i was continuing from where he had left " main jab bhi,jahan bhi kadi dhoop mein tha...." my mood suddenly changed for good....the smile now having converted into a broad grin...was it the song or was it the timing??...i've been wondering. P.S.-ever wondered how the effect of one line of a song heard somewhere unexpectedly diffe

THE LAST ONE MONTH IN A NUTSHELL:- -a stolen bicycle -an army captain wins the 'SENA MEDAL' -tonnes of PARACETAMOL -one gaming laptop..TWO GAMING NOVICES -CADBURY CELEBRATIONS -2 sweaty handkerchiefs -one suspicious diagnosis -some unexpectedly pleasant visitors -TB and Acute viral hepatitis make 4 'badmaash company' -a reprimand.. -a weight shock -an addiction shock..facebook -a surprise that never came -defending cricket champions bow out of an inter-college cricket tournament -an unexpected quizzing win -GOA calling.. -someone njoyed a short trip home -brotherly love bowled someone over -TCC's dedication..a revelation -attendance blues.. -someone's blood..as good as water -one missed MANIPAL trip -many made MANIPAL trips -A dark fantasy fulfilled -someone finally guitarifies 'smoke on the water' -1 black forest cake..1 starving idiot..YUMMY -one sided messages.. -an ice-cream night out -an open air 'adda' sessio

hiiiiii(jacker). .......try singing it....... hiiiii(jacker) ...funny??...I know its not but then the guy 4 whom it was made wasn't either.. STRIKE 1 - "hi!i'm capt. Dhiresh Chandra 4m the merchant navy,father of Lt. Niraj chandra". ...I looked up and saw a portly,stout man.White beard and glasses in place. A huge belly and heavily strapped legs gave me some indication of his problems. "hello sir!i'm med cadet hitesh 4m AFMC". ...pleasantaries exchanged,he proceeded 2 his bed. A new day....uncle(for my convenience,we call him uncle 4m nw)gets up early and he seems to be on the lookout for something.... actually..he's on the lookout of 'someone'....and the funny part,which i later come to know-that 'someone' could be anybody...anybody who's in his senses and responds even slightly to whatever he's uttering.. that day...i turned out to be that person...not that i had the slightest intention of getting into a conversati

Lying in hospital since the previous 30 days...life's been a roller-coaster in the true sense of the term...never expected an innnocuous looking bout of fever to keep me in bed for so long.... For the first 14 days the docs weren't able to diagnose nythng nd i was on symptomatic treatment....and yes,those were the days i was running helter-skelter to get tests done-USG,CT SCAN nd what not!!....nd i've lost count of the nmbr of times i've given blood,nt that i bothered to count nywys.... and i certainly don't blame my doc the way some of my co-patients very blatantly do...poor chap!!...he's following the standard procedure..its certainly not his fault if the results prove inconclusive... I chuckle silently when i hear some of my co-patients,most being officers in the army,navy or air force,lament the fact that their treatment's taking so long.Some even go to the extent of questioning the doctor's integrity and commitment in treating his patient..

" she smiled at me on a subway...she was with another man "..... With a song on my lips,I entered PATANJALI-the civil opd complex lecture hall.It was then that I saw her. And the funny part,she smiled at me(even though it wasn't a subway) and she actually was with another man(her dad perhaps),sitting on a chair next to him. With a smile that could haveimpressed even your grandpa and kajal-laden eyes that were so conspicuous by their brown button like appearance, she was a breathtaking sight to say the least.Not to mention the vacant stare she gave me when i entered the LH complex..as if she'd been waiting for me. Hair that swayed in the air being thrown on her by the dysfunctional fan right next to where she was sitting and her cheeks... GOSH!!...Laloo would have fared better in elections had he promised the people of Bihar of making the the state's roads as smooth as her cheeks instead of some yesteryear film-actress. She was a lovely baby...i kept lookin

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