Culmnation.

How do you describe one of the most essential period of time in a blog? A period where you have craved for some work for first 5 months and then finally assigned 2 months of work in the last 18 days. A period where in

Its been almost 6 months since the beginning of this internship. The initial excitment and hooplah had already evaporated once the acclimitisation to the work I was supposed to be doing was done. It was not supposed to be fun and frolic, rather it was gonna be mundane. Sitting on a chair for atleast 8 straight hours, drinking coffee to ward off sleep, trying to concentrate on an e-book and simultaneously searching for the hundreds of unknown terms on each page.

The intial work assigned was the complete and thorough study of Visual c# and WPF framework. Now how can anyone do that in a period of a month and then get full steam on to the project. But this was acheived somehow and a project assigned. The project was perhaps my first attempt to build something formal. All the previous attempts had either been copying code from the net or just putting something together at the last moment.

However this was different. The level of perfection required was way above i had ever imagined. Even the smallest and the minutest detail such as the border of a freaking button was paid attention to. It seemed crazy at that time but now after doing this for the last 6 months I have realized this is how it is done professionally.

One particualar thing which drove me mad for almost a month was a stupid panoramic view required in my project. I had absolutely no idea how to go about it. I flirted with absurd ideas like 3D controls and using third party tools. But as is the case with complex mathematics problems wherein the answer is either 0 or 1, the answer to my predicament lay in 6 lines of code. It was an end to an excrutiating period of time-perhaps the worst i have ever faced in my professional like (both in the company and in my college).

But it was not to be the end of my woes. The animation and other effects to be incorporated in my work took a painstackingly long time and sucked the life force out of me.

After finally 1 month of not accomplishing any productivity, my manager finally relented and gave me some work realted to the programming of 3D software. Now this work was so esoteric that i had no idea as to how to get started with it let alone do it. I was finally given the paper work of designing the software.

This was one helluva boring job and i asked from him some coding job. He was reluctant to give me some new work given the limited time frame in which i was working(less than one month remained for my internship). But i promised him that both the jobs would be done on time.

The coding job was done in less than a week. He was astonished to say the least. I slogged it out for almost 14 hours a day for 7 continuous days(including weekends). But when he looked at the output i believe he was speechless.(feels nice to praise one's own work)

After that he was so impressed that he asked me to complete one more work. Only 2 weeks remained now. Time was of the essence, so the slogging rate was again increased and surpisingly the work was accomplished in less than 4 days. This time he was more than astonished. And he had no suggestions this time beacause working under him for 6 months i knew what all he desired in the project. I pre-coded all the features and as soon as he asked me to code that, i told him that it was already done. It was time to gather accolades. :)

On July 2 when he finally said that work was "Good" i was exhilarated to say the least. My internship which had begun on a kind of a monotonous note ended on a very positive note.

I resigned on July 3 and the my tenure ends after 3 days. The days i blog, read novels sitting in office, eat a 3 course lunch and a 5 course dinner, play Table Tennis and carrom for atleast 4 hours each day... :)... Complete use of company resources...

So what did i learn from this internship:

Every problem has a solution(as i found it out the hard way). Never give up. Perseverance is the key.

Family and friends are the biggest pillars of support a person can get. They encourge you when you are down and lift you further when you are on a high. Its strange how things are designed. As Robbie Williams aptly puts it - Something Stupid....[:D]

Procastination...

Been sitting in this chair for the last 4 hours, waiting for a mail i know will not come until tomorrow, pressing F5 of my keyboard every 5 seconds to review the work i have done (which i know has no further loopholes) and pressing the send/receive button of my MSOUTLOOK waiting for the mail. I have loads of work to do namely starting out with designing the saving and loading engines of my 3D project and most importantly starting the dreaded project report which i know 'll suck the life force out of me for atleast a week.

But still i wanto first show my manager my work, get his approval, discuss somethings about the 3D portion (on which btw i have worked for 2 days and i believe i have had 2 awesome ideas). But those of you familiar with the ways of an IT giant must know that an idea is in its incubation state till your manager approves of it. So here I'm sitting, typing away to boredom with absolutely no desire to do anything except sleep in the relaxation room in my company with AC, a comfortable bed, with an even more comfortable pillow covered with sheet and far away from this madding crowd.

But my luck... I have to sit here and wait for that elusive mail from the manager which guves me permission to give him a phone call so i can share my computer, so he can scrunize my work with X-Ray vision... And trust me the suggestions and comments he has about my work are awesome... Its difficult imagining such things coming from the mind of so simple looking person... But the suggesstions he makes are a trifle too late and i always end up having to overhaul my code... But know what i have fallen in love with this routine... Love my work.. Love coding...

And on the days (including weekends) when i have no work to do and absolutely no coding to do i feel bored to hell....

But my coding days in here are over... Its just the designing part left alongwith that monster of a report facing me left to do... After that i'll be off...

Off to college for another year of masti...

Really can't put into words how much i miss college...And my family and my friends who are having a blast...

So lets hope my mail comes on the next hour before i know at the stroke of the 61st minute the attraction to the AC Relaxation room with its invting bed and pillows and sheets will take over my desire to sit in front of this computer and keep hitting on F5 or Send/Receive of my MSOUTLLOOK to watch out for that mail...

Infact writing this now i can feel my eyes growing heavy under the strain of procastination...

Adios...

Finally...I finished my work...

Its strange what 6 lines of code can achieve...I had been struggling  to get a panoramic view in listbox in WPF which consisted of many pictures. All other coding had been done but my mentor wanted this work done.

I was at my wits end trying to achieve this. For full 1 month i struggled to achieve it. I posted on different WPF forums read many books consulted many people but to no avail. I got varied responses to my query. I was plunged into the abyss of despair. I didn't feel like coming to office and when i came i used to read novels for full 12 hours.

Absolutely no work for 2 weeks...

Then last week 12th April i was determined that i'll ask my mentor to relieve me of this work and give me something new. But then i decided to give it a last try. I was surfing through net when i found an article in the book Programming WPF.

And lo!

I was down to business...

I started writing the code and by tuesday evening i had refined the needed code to only 6 lines which gave me the desired "Look nd Feel."

And Damn...Was I Happy???

But I kept my fingers crossed as it still had to be approved by my mentor...

Till Friday(17th April) i refined my work further and i knew it somewhere inside me that the job was done...

Friday came...

I had a meeting with my mentor...

As I showed him my work,he was stunned to say the least...I knew that bcoz in our last meeting i had almost begged him to relieve me of this work...

But he persisted...And thankfully so did i...

And when i showed him the work i could very well see the twinkle in his eyes...

Its strange how the approval lifted me from the deep and abysmal depths of despair to towering heights of ecstacy...

I couldn't contain my joy...I called everyone in my family and then my friends bcoz they too had sufferred with me...

Finally it was done..And i was happy...

Infact i was so happy that, that night i worked on this till 5 in the morning and refined it to a degree which perhaps even my mentor had not envisaged.

I certainly hope that this continues in my future work too....

Every cloud has a Silver lining...Do point out if you see one in this..

Till now...
On my first morning walk in my entire life i helped a man bleeding to death to hospital along with a cop.There the apathy of docs is excruciating. I was asked to shut up because i was making a genuine demand.Finally the cop with me was a gem of a person.He gave money to the victim's wife and treated me to a cup of coffee...

Now..
I woke up at 1pm.Thoroughly exhausted(after my arrival from hospital at 9:30 am)i slept in fits and starts...
Finally i gave up on the futile attempt and decide on seeing a movie in theater.I was in the bus when i got a call.
The person asked me if i knew how the accident had happenned..I told him no.He disconnected.
Feeling a little uncomfortable i called back.He was the victims nephew and told me that no doctor had come to check on him and that he was still unconscious. He asked me if i could help them.I asked him to call someone from hospital.I enquire abouth the whereabouts od the doctor.The person on the other gave me 3 answers each after a delay of almost 20-30 secs...

1)She was on leave as it was Sunday...
2)She was busy in a meeting...
3)She was in her own clinic...

I was enraged but felt helpless...Didn't know what to do.Called Pratap and he suggested getting media persons there...I concurred...I called up some channels but they said tht its too small a story.Finally something clicked form Cnn-Ibn and reporters called me to inform that they would be at the Nimhans hospital...
I reached there and saw him in the same state.I was told that only his drips were being changed and that nothing was bring done to revive him...
The nephew thanked me for his support....

The media persons came...I was happy that at least now the man'll get some help...But i was wrong...It was me who was gonna need help and that too big-time...

The camera man and the reporter(both examples of fine human beings ) did some talk.The camera was refused inside the premises.
The camera man started talking to the family in their native language.
After that he asked me if i possessed a vehicle...I said nopes...
He asked if any friend of mine possessed....I said nopes...

Then he told me that i am being suspected as the perpetrator of the crime...(I laughed my balls off)I told him that i have a policeman who'll vouch for me..He seemed satisfied and told me in a matter of factly voice...If u are telling the truth we'll see u through this ordeal...

Then the doctors in Nimhans spinned a ludicrous tale about giving him proper medical attention and denying any doc was on leave...

They called cops(diff. from morning ones).The called the family(his nephew) and asked him if he was happy with efforts of hospital.He said yes..
I looked at him...
It was the second day i was reminded of Russel crowe's Dialouge in A Beautiful Mind....
Terrified.Petrified.Stupified.Mortified.
This time by who....No concoction....
Just the lie...
It was because his (the nephew's) money on the line that he backed off.He though tht he wud be forced to move him into a private hospital...lol...

Then came the final Chapter..A climax befitting to this saga...
A climax suited for big budget films...
The reporters went.I was coming out of the hospital when i was stopped by the police.
The cop was this short plump guy(yea the ones they show in movies)
He started investigating me...

He asked me why i was so keen on helping them...
I have been a topper almost all my life.I have answered questions which have gotten me accolades from even the most miser-praise-showering teachers(one such teacher said that a prof. from a college on an interview couldn't answer a question which u just did)
But trust me that day it was the first time in my life i had no answer.Nothing.It was a total black out.No bulb flashing inside me guiding me to the answer...

I scratched my head...grinned...I didn't know how to react when u have no answer as it was my first time trudging the forsaken path...
I said i don't know---Maybe bcoz i was the man lying in mud bleeding to death.The cop said i know.Bcoz u did the accident...
(Ahhhhhhhhhh..........Now that was something)His relatives(nephew) was called and a huge crowd gathered around me.The nephew said that he had called me as he suspected i was the perpetrator.I told the cop that he had called me and asked for help...To this nephew said no....

Ahh....I was beginning to hate the dialouge in A Beautiful Mind...

I'm a pretty brave kinda person but tht day i was so scared that..(damn those adjectives)
The crowd was eying me with dirty coupled with murderous looks...I was asked if i had the cell number of the morning cop...I had it in my cell but at that time i was so scared tht i forgot i had it.(It dawned on me later that i had it with me)

I called the cnn-ibm reporter again.He was shocked.He asked me to wait there for 5 mins and told me he would be there.Meanwhile a call was made to the Morning cop.I asked the pudgy cop to give me the cell.

I have never been so happy to hear a man's voice as i was on hearing his.I told him everything.He asked me to give the cell back to the pudgy cop.After that it was pure fun.
Watching the gradient of the face color of the pudgy cop change dramatically from dark red to pale yellow was pure catharsis.The victim's kin who had touched my feet in the morning stood there making no effort to defend me.The nephew who called me and asked for my help stood there his eyes blood shot...

Who had i wronged?
Was i wrong because i had challenged the complacency of the hospital?
Was i wrong because i saw it that person a father a husband a brother?
Was i wrong because i wanted that man to live?
I know i wasn't wrong but what i didn't understand was why everyone was hellbent on proving me otherwise...

The cop's face was a pale yellow gradient now.As if by miracle the reporter came at that very instant.He was a tall well built man and towered above the pudgy cop...In between the talks i could hear words like arrest,detain...

Suddenly the reporter turned and in a very discreet way asked me to go...
Finally the tryst with the dialouge of A Beautiful Mind ended...

The only hing which flashed thru my mind was the dialouge Gandalf said in Lord of the Rings:The Fellowship of he Ring....

Fly you fool....
:)

The next day was one of the most depressing day of my life.I couldn't go to my office and even flirted with the idea of leaving my training midway. I just lay on my bed pondering over every detail in my mind wondering if next time i would take a different course of action...
Ofcourse yea...
A kick in the ass to the pudgy cop and the nephew(who called me 2 days back for monetary help and in turn got a piece of my big mind...)

System Rots...But Inspite of it we Survive..And thts the beauty(pun intented) of it...

There are times in your lives when you take things into perspective.I had heard this crap many times but hadn't got to believing it.
Then something happened.What is being recounted here is true-although it has all the trials and tribulations of a Hindi movie or as a friend told me a nice novel.

Statutory Warning
And in the process of writing this i have used some real conversations which include certain expletives...
So please refrain if you are not fond of such reading...

It was 14th Feb night.Some friends from my college had come to see Iron Maiden and i had visited an entire day with them earlier.It was a rocking day and was certainly the best day i had spent in Bangalore.

I was on a high.I talked to Pratap for a long time,called mom and talked to her late into the night fr almost one and a half hour.Still my thirst remained to be quenched so i called up another friend of mine Sagar.We talked for almost 2 hrs. :)It was the best day of my satay in Bangalore.I watched a movie and it was 5:30 in the morning when i decided to go out and have a cup of tea and some Bread Omlette.So armed with my phone and ear phones istarted scourging the lanes of Bangalore for some tea.

I had to walk for amost 2kms ill i reached Apollo and had some tea there.

But then Tragedy struck....

I was on my way home when i saw a group of peaople.Curiousity duly aroused i reached there to find a man lying on ground bleeding heavily frm his head and a policeman standing there.It was nauseating.I stood there for 2 mins but the site of so much blood coupled with some one vomitting nearby got to me.I decided to go.I walked for 100mts but couldn't move further.I stood there helplessly an internal war waging inside of me.I believe my better sense got hold of me.I went there and asked the cop what was he doing.He told me that an ambulance had been called 15mins back.Apollo was 2mins drive from the accident.I called Apollo and asked them where the f**k was the ambulance.They told me that no call had been received.

Some mf had duped the cop.Lol...People can think of a Re over a man's life...

The ambulance came.I thought my job was done.I asked cop if he needed any help.He said no.The way he said sounded very suspicious.I sat in the ambulance with him.Now the real drama starts...

1)We went to a hospital where the ward boy told us that no emergency cases are handled here.

2)We went to Nimhans.There we got the man onto the stretcher and i asked for help.There i was guided to Chief Medical(whatever).She came out of the restroom and groggily asked me what the matter was.I felt guilty for disturbing her sleep( :) )...

I told her tht i'll do the paperwork u just get doctor to him.She put a finger to her mouth and asked me to keep quite.I was stunned by the callousness in her attitude.

The nurses were cursing because the man's blood had spoiled the sheet of the stretcher.They put him on a new sheet this time with a poly bad underneath his head so the sheet remains clean.

Finally she came to have a look at him.She poked him mercilesly.It was brutal to see a man in so much pain being subjected to torture.His eye right eye was swollen and she forced open it to see---I have no idea what...

She went and asked the cop to do the paperwork.i stood by the person askin a passin nurse to help him.Finally the lady doc came and asked me to shut up and not disturb everyone...
She said,
"We don't want to do anything at this point of time.We'll do whenever we feel like doing something.You don't know how things work here so just shut up."
As Russel Crowe says in A Beautiful Mind...
I was terrified,petrified,mortified,stupified by....
Well..Thts a good question...
The system...Which wanted me to do the paperwork first...
The doctors...Who were busy discussing the politics and everything else....
The apathy...of everyone... or as i realized later...
Everything mixed together and presented in form of a very bitter concotion...
Whatever it was it was fuking crazy.....

Finally his family came(which consisted of his wife,his brother and his brother's son)
Sleep Starved i decided to plod along.I gave my phone number to the lady and the victim's brothers' son was touchin my feet.
I felt happy that in my wretched life(till now) i could help someone...

The policeman came and asked me if i had some money to give to the lady in case she required it.I told him i had just 15-20 Rs which i required to get back to home.
And then what happened'll forever remain etched in my memory...
The cop took out his wallet and gave some moey to the lady...
Dude...A cop giving money to a helpless person.......Thts a first.....

I patted him on his back on our way home.I told him it was my first experience with cops and i had always percieved them to be corrupt and callous.He smiled and said same is with the public too...
They always shy away from responsibilities.That retort was like a slap..
In the silence that followed....

I recounted how the people on the accident scene had slowly melted into the crowd as the ambulance had approached and no one was prepared to help us get him on to the stretcher..

Inside the hospital people were stopping me and asking me what happened...
No one was helping me to transfer that man onto a stretcher but all wanted the gossip...
Maybe tell there families at meal time how rash the traffic is in Bangalore... Whatever...
They all wanted to know why i was there...The truth is even i didn't know what events transpired that day...
The cop whose niece was getting married that day was about to leave duty for the day when call came in.It was my first morning walk in almost my entire life...
Well as they say....
It had to happen....And i was throughly exhausted and satisfied(its a strange mix of emotions but it gives you an inexplicable sense of happiness)

I came home...That forced me to drink a coffee with him..He said it was his way of thanking me...
I thought it was enough drama for the day...
But somehthing else was in store for me....

Love at First Sight...(The Happiest Day of My Life contd...)

So far...
My sis has been hospitalized as her water had broken...I went to see her but had to stand for 5 hrs in a bus.I was tricked into taking a bath and after 2 days i came to Chandigarh where i spent 5 days just existing as i was scared out of my wits...
Now...

It was Friday night 8:30...I was going to have dinner with Rahul(Sukhi),Prashant(Pogo),Ankit Godiyal(Gaudi)..We had just crossed the college main gate when my phone rang...(They say there are some rings that you can't forget...If i had to list top 10 rings which changed my life --This ring certainly tops the list)It was dad...

He seemed rattled and all flustered..I asked him if everything was ok..He said that sis had given birth to a doll...
I said come on Dad don't joke...Then i realised the gravity in his voice...There was a silence...That day i understood the meaning of the word Pregnant Silence...After that i started jumping on the road..Well i was...(Damn those Adjectives--Why do they always fail me...)

I just couldn't contain myself...I was congratulated by my friendz who gave me hugs and i was a proud Mama...U can't even begin to imagine the happiness that sweeps you when become a mama...
Dude...I was a mama..

While eating food which i ate hurriedly i called everyone--I mean everyone in my contact list...And what did i tell them...Dude i am a mama...

First i called Sumit then Arjit,Sagar,Mohit and every contact that existed in my phone...Some were surprised to hear from me after so much time...But it was the happiest day of my life...And i wanted that happiness to pervade the cosmos...I wasn't sure i had the capability to contain so much happiness inside me...

I borrowed 200Rs from Sukhi(He is our treasurer)And bought some choclates...(20 to be precise)3 of'em i gave it there only and rest i took to my hostel and distributed to my friendz...
But i ran short..So i asked Sumit to come with me...I returned Sukhi his money which he wasn't ready to take as he said he too had become a mama...I said that 200re mein tarka raha hai bhanji ko(giving only 200rs to you niece)...He relented..He could understand the ecstasy i was exuding at that moment...

I went to sector 11 with Sumit on a bike without helmets(if u have been to Chandigarh u know helmets are a pain in the a**)

I bought 49 more chocolates...That was all the money i had...
I had 50 rs left and from that i bought a 45 rs worth of chocolate for Pratap(Sumit)...He truly understood me at that point and was as happy as i was...After reaching hostel i wreaked havoc...I gave chocolate to everyone who dared cross my path that day...Everyone was estatic..Thats the way hostels functions..Its one big family out there...
But the best response came for 2 unexpected quarters...And i don't think i'll ever forget them...

1)Akhil and his friends started shouting Yeaaaaaa...........Ek aur ladki ney janam liya(One more girl is born...Girl boy ratio 'll be closer now...I laughed and they laughed bcoz they knew they were saying something really really inchorent..But i knew they shared my happiness...

2)The most awesome response came from Apurva..He and his friendz were drinking...i went into his room and called him out...I told him the good news...Man...He started shouting...He hugged me and trust me it was a bear hug..He almost crushed me...He said nandu aaj to tu piyega hamre saath..(Nandu( thts what i'm called) tdy u'll drink with us...)I said na yaar aaj...I said today is a happy day for me and i won't spoil it..He said okay..I'll drink on behalf...He went toatally crazy..Inside were some hosteliers whom i didn't know...But thts the beauty of a being a hostelite...Both happiness and grief know no bounds...They are with u in every situation...And all of'em hugged me and congratulated me...And with every congratulation every hug my heart just swelled and swelled with happiness...

I called dad...He said everything is fine and u don't need to go..I started laughing...Dad said okay take care on the journey and carry money with u...He knew that i couldn't be stopped...

There was one choclate left...The 45rs one...I gave it to Pratap...He said it'll be shared'.. I said okay...But i need to've a bath..He smiled...He knew that i wanted that moment to be pure...I went to my bathroom to bathe...He went to his..He said..Shez my niece too yaar...

After a good bathe we ate the chocolate...It was heaven..The choclate combined with the emotions it represented..We talked late into the night...In the morning(4 am) he dropped me off at bus stand...I took a bus and immediately dozed off...

I woke up in the middle of nowhere..I called dad...And he said he was on his way to Haridwar..I asked why..He said to take Gangajal...(Its a tradition that Lord Shiva Devotees carry water frm Haridwar to places all over India...But i couldn't comprehend why a non-believer like Dad was going...And then it dawned upon me...It was his way of thanking the Almighty that all had went well)

I reached IFFCO chowk...Now i knew where to go and i wanted to surprise mom and sis and Jijaji..So i walked to hospital and mom was shocked to see me..But i could tell she was happy...
I sat there eager to meet Sis and my niece...Mom guided me to the incubator where she was being kept under observation....And Dude...Did she look pretty...She looked like a little rabbit all scared and lonely huddled in a blanket sleeping peacefully...I stood there just looked at her...And i knew i was in love...[:D]

I met sis...She was exhausted and in excruatiaing pain but she knew that the outcome was something that was beyond the laws of emotions or for that matter any laws...I hugged her...She was happy that i was there...

She went to sleep...I was told by mom that surgery had to be done in emergency...Some old crap of docs...I didn't care...

I was happy that my Sis and my Niece were safe and sound...And that i finally knew what exactly it meant when people say love at first sight....I was madly in love with my niece...

Now she is one and a half year old with nothing but mischief in her big black eyes...She is always in a hurry scurrying like a squirrel from one corner of house to another observing and holding all things that come here way...(Her exploits'll be written some day...)She never cries which i find very difficult to digest as i thought that, that was the trademark of gals...
Well...She sure has some genes of mine in her...

The Happiest Day of My Life....

Well...
This event warranted a blog...Although a blog can't in anyway express the elements of emotions involved in it...But it can certainly be a reminder to me that what passed in the 10 days from 31st July to 10th Aug 2007 were by far the happiest days of my life...

It was 31st July...the 2nd year at college had just begun...There was no light in hostel and i was standing out in my trademark clothes...My jockeys and a baniyan...(Its a common scene in hostels)
I was feeling little bit uneasy...I decided to talk to mom...She always seems to have an answer to my woes...I called her up...She seemed flustered...I could hear some noise..I asked her where she was...She told me that she was going to Gurgaon bcoz my sis(who was pregnant) had to be hospitalized as her water had broken...

Dude...Trust me...I had no idea what that meant.But the mention of hospital,and the verb hospitalized were more than enough to freak the hell out of me...
I called sis...She was as always cheerful and she narrated me in her ever cheerful voice what had transpired that day...I was stupefied...How could my sis be so cheerful...Man...She was hospitalized...And to make matters worse...Her water had broken...(Although i had no clue what that meant)...

I was in Chandigarh and couldn't do anything.Friday came...I just wanted to go and meet sis...I had no idea how to get to Gurgaon..I asked a couple of friendz and they guided me as to how to get there...Luckily i got a bus...The bus had just reached Ambala when it got punctured(Does it get better than this...).The conductor asked us to board other bus and we did...There was no seat and i stood the whole way to Delhi...Well that day i realized that i had the capacity to stand for 5 hrs in a continuously rocking Harayana Roadways bus in the humidity of August...That was an experience...

Well i reached Gurgaon at 10 and my Jijai(Bless the poor chap)came to collect me from there.I went to hospital and met my mom.Sis was asleep.Mom who leaves no occassion to force me to bathe asked me to take a bath as Sis required a germ free environs...I quickly went into the bathroom and had a bath..By the time i came out both of them were sharing a hearty laugh...It was sad to see my sis who is always bubbling with an infinte amount of energy bed ridden and in an excrutiaing pain which one can only begin to imagine...
But everything was fine and docs had situation in control.i spent 2 days with sis and on sunday night i went to Chandigarh...

The whole week i was like a zombie walking through the college.I had no interest in anything...I was as they say totally F****d.I still couldn`t shake the image of my sis lying on that hospital bed...The smell of the hospital lingered on in my nostril for days...And trust me...It is damn nauseating even if it is the best hospital which one can get...
Then on Friday night came the phone call...
Writing abouth that phone call in this blog would be an undermining the events that followed that phone call..So i'm gonna write it in a new post...