rOaDrAsh-3 contd…

And I  felt like I was in a dream,thinking things about the surgery that was to happen;only thing different was that i was all alone in the dream,no one else in sight,no one to talk to,as in usual dreams.This i think soon made me realise that something was amiss,and i wanted to get up,but i cud not ,as if my consciousness had no body to creep back in.I was so confused as to what was happening,i remember my thoughts running wild,unable to grasp wat was going on.

Suddenly i heard someone talking ,and i saw myself in an unfamiliar room that was spinning like hell,and i took that too as a part of the dream i was floating in then.And i fell back to the nothingness i was living in since i was drugged.But that set of  unfamiliar voices,spinning room,a running fan all kept flashing again n again ,and as the drug slightly wore off,I wondered that may be that unfamiliar setting is the reality where i would find myself back.I felt a slight discomfort at my right shoulder,and that i presume gave the setting some credibility..I tried to open my eyes ,but things were spinning so fast,my eyes closed shut on itself very quick.I heard my family talking all around me,and i realised that i had been operated upon by that point.The time was 12 noon.

For some time I kept talking with hand movement,and speaking meekly to ears held out close to my mouth,unable to keep my eyes open.I slept twice and finally at 8pm,the drug completely wore off,and i started to get the hang of things around me.At around 10pm,I was back at my “home sweet home”.

As they say ,the experience was “nothing like anything”.

rOaDrAsH-3

Went to the clinic at 6 am.No one was to be found there,not even the attendents,who arrived no sooner than 7,with the even-if-you-die-i-am-not-responsible document to shrug the doctor off of any ungodly outcome that may befall the operation, got it signed by my dad,and 2 witnesses.

 

Then I was “ushered” in the operation theatre at abt 7.05 and made to lie down on a bed that was hardly wide enough to accomodate even an average person:

As it was the first time for me in an O.T,i was anxiously n curiously noting the proceedings like how B.P.,pulse,etc are monitored with the engineered medical tools. Was administered anaesthesia at 7.50 ,and i started to grasp the idea of earth’s rotation at its inclined axis pretty quickly.i thot i wud now sink into oblivion any minute.But that was not to betide,and thus followed another dose ,that made me lose myself so quick i dont remember a moment past the point.

opps!battery is running low on the laptop,will have to complete this on later…

rOAdraSH-2

hav been bedded for over 20 days now.situation has changed from “painful n hopeless”  to somewhat less painful but nonetheless hopeless.

dont know how that curve crept in the x ray for 9 june,when subsequent xray on 18th revealed nothing of that sort(only lateral non-alignment).Doctors said that it was not subject to interpretations by a layman like me.But that how could I not draw conclusions that something had gone terribly messy inside me

On the the top of that,I had(read have) to listen and entertain myriad views from my wellwishers on how should i progress with the treatment :whether i shud leave it to heal all by itself (that it does in 9 out of of 10 cases) or go ahead with the operation and get a plate fixed to hold the ends together.

Confusion!

Confusion!

Confusion!.

Even the doctors  seem to hav varying opinions on the course of action,one even trying to frighten me to death on complications(tho rare) involved in surgery.And another saying that union may or may not happen ,and that made me decide:am going under the knife,tomorrow morning at 6.Am still not very sure if it is the right thing for me. Am hoping that all goes well and i cud get back blogging with both my hands on the keys soon.

We will wait an see then.

rOAd rAsh

hav often heard that u dont remember a traumatic experience (like a severe road accident,relating to mine) in all its fullness after it has gone past.
I too do not.Was wondering y? may be its all for good,that one need not bother oneself with the cause ,but be prepared to deal with the consequences.
And then i also wonder,what could i have done,to miss that mishap,to absent myself from this fate,the physical ordeal that is to continue for like a month more.


As we say,bala tali,grah tha,to make ourselselves content with whatever ill-fate has befallen us,it makes me wonder.

travel-logue

Left bhagalpur at 7.30 a.m for Banka,half an hour later while we were rolling on at 50kmph or so ,two dogs who were at peace when we were still 10m off them,decided to play "khatron ke khiladi" n leapt in front at once ,giving no time to break.One was thrown to the left ,n one cud not be seen,guessed it went under,but I heard the "kaeh-kaeh" 1 sec later to discover that it dint find any tyres down there.
The car got a dent in the radiator and all the coolant leaked off gradually,which we discoverd later, forcing us to stop 3 times to fill the coolant tank with water that was leaking profusely,and at last the overheated engine gave up.
Hired an auto-rickshaw,got a "tochen" with a thick rope(which broke once),and reached a garage at about 11.


7 p.m. and we were still at the garage,when the mechanic declared that the engine gasket is burned and will need one more damn day.


PS:got a new Kodak at home,awesome night mode!!

love the series!

“When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up.Our answers were things like astronaut, The President or in my case, a princess.When we were 10 they asked again,We answered Rock Star, Cowboy or in my
case, or my case gold medalist.

But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer.Well, how about this?
Who the hell knows.This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions. This is the time to make mistakes.Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere.
Fall in love, a lot.Major in philosphy,because there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind and change it again because nothing's permanent.
So make as many mistakes as you can; that way someday when they ask what we wanna be we won't have to guess, we'll know.”

liked the thought.

how come they all…ohh…I see!

 

 

 

the ECE dept.,celebrating Onam..

X ,Y and Z

Yesterday was Mahanavami, the 9th day of Durga Puja,the day when u finally r free to "eat"-eat as in eat chicken.
n free to "drink".
yes,boozers crave for this day to come since the first day of Navratri.

three of my friends(names not disclosed 4 my safety) X,Y and Z ,members of MDA(Manakkat Daaru Association) ,this evening:

X to Y:abe aaj laya jaye kya,bahut din ho gaya!
Y:chal ,hum ready hain.
X(on phone)to Z:abe aaj piyega,kya bolta hai.
Z:nahin be ,hum chor diya
X:bhak sala ***
Z:sahi mein,ab nahi pite.
Y:sala nautanki karta hai.

after 5 minutes Z comes in person.
X:kya karne aaya hai??
Z:abe aaj pee lete par ab chor diye ye sab.
Y:isko iski girl friend kasam di hai.
Z:aisa koi baat nahin.

some convincing and threats(if I ever see u drinking ,i will piss in ur mouth) and Z agrees.
But they cudn't decide on beer or vodka and Y backs off the plan.

Z(not too willing to drink at the first place):dil kah raha hai pine,dimag mana kar raha hai.
X:kya karna hai bol jaldi,lana hai??
Z:lets toss and decide.

As I dont(read cant) drink,I was given the coin.HEADS for a yes,TAILS-plan is off for today.
I flip the coin up,and their eyes follow the coin on its way up and then down ,desperate even to make out its flipping mechanics and know their fate for the night.

TAILS.
Z:bhagwaan bhi nahi chahte ki humlog piyen.
X:chalo tab aaj hatao.

5 min. later: Z is on his way to his flat; X grabs his Computer Graphics book n starts leafing thru.

flat-hunt_ part 2

this happened 2 days back.

left with no other option,we were forced to live in the same flat ,placating ourselves about the benefits of staying on.The flat is indeed large ,3 rooms ,hall,proximity to our college(all these r just blah-blah,if we take into account the rent that we pay).

But then started the evil plot again.Shohail left too ,to some extent un-announced.This he did to go n live wid the students of his branch ,that may help him in his studies,and so we couldn't say much.

And we were in a greater pinch this time,having have to share the rent between 4 of us now..The same process of flat-hunt started all over again and we found one that was close to the one we already live in.
The owner told that the tenants that were there then, would be leaving by 30th of September.So the flat was out for grabs.We rushed out there with the cash.
The land"lord" comes out and blows the "news" on our face. Tells only then that they have been informed by their tenants that thay will be staying there for a month more.And that we can have the flat to ourselves from Nov.
Thus we r stuck again at the same flat for now.
"ab to kharcha 20 tak bhi nahi chal pata.agle mahine kya hoga!!"

tWo con-secutive "kattaaa’s"

The six person flat we used to live in has now changed itself into a big-time money sucker. Already hit by the big-ticket way of life at cochin,now we almost feel like pauper.
When one mate defected out,we thought we should start looking out for some cheaper n smaller flat.

Till the 20-25th of the next month we sat idle,and suddenly we realized the burden the house rent was going to put on us if we stayed on.We sniffed for flats and as if God couldn't bear us in penury ,we found one.

But then all couldn't agree wid shifting to that one,as "it is too small" n "owned by HOD of one of our college departments(thus was presumably "no-no") .So the search started again,after giving assurance to the "HOD" that we will be back with the advance money in 3-4 days.
Nevertheless,this is real world and u dont get to eat free food daily.We cudn't find any "inhabitable"one and thus the consensus was(read had to be) built over the previously-looked flat.

We ,i think it was 29th of the month,went to give the advance and be the surrogate owners.We were at "the"flat and saw 3 of our juniors already talking to the owner,and we about to leave.After they were gone ,and we were ready to be devoid of our cash,she tells that the flat had by then been booked.We,in vain, advocated of our "arrangement" that we had made 4 days back.

It was cleared that she took the juniors to be us ,and the confusion cost us at least Rs.2500 in extra for a month of staying on in the flat we had been living.Letting us find the flat at the first place, was a part of some long con played on us,I comprehended.
The first bolt had hit us out of a razor-blue sky.(wid the promise to return with his thrashing hand again!!) .

contd....

itinerary contd…

The first thing i felt when we entered the gaming room and looked at the playing terminals was:wtf.
(We were supposed to play on laptops which we really detest owing to their generally low performance that swipes away the flavour and intensity from the game.)

Anyway the match started with us winning the toss round.
Right after the first two-three round, we almost knew that we were going to win and eventually ended thrashing the host team 9 to 0.

Then came round 2.Last year champions got defeated and were knocked out.This gave us a glimpse of the things to come.But we were there to enjoy ourselves and so,we wern't much concerned.

I had become somewhat dizzy by the time our next match was to start.In the meantime ,we had some snacks at the college canteen(we ate n drank while nirbhay sat ,salivating;he cudn't eat ,thanks to his navratri fast).

The next match started with a clan named "d5",comprising of 1 bachelor student,3 MCA students and kid who was at the most 14.

I dont remember much about the match(may be bcoz everything happened in a flash,or may be bcoz my mind doesn't want to brush off the dust) but i think i can pen down the synopsis:
We were slammed 0-9.

The hero of the match turned out to be that at-most-14 gizmo kid(not only did he have very good aim but also seemed to be using some kage-bunshin ;he was everywhere on the map) wid some soaring figures,and me ending appraising him in person.

We were somewhat disappointed ,not bcoz we lost the game(we know we r not "that"good),only bcoz we knew we could have been better than that.

We clicked a few snaps,teased Nirbhay once again with i-eat-you-watch show,and were on the way back...over n out.

an itinerary of “desperation”

Since it was not related to academics,all got up early that morning (7:30 to 8 ,unquestionably early 4 a holiday),except for me;i didnt sleep, busy surfing the internet the whole night.
At around 9,we embarked towards our "waterloo"-MACE(Mar Athanasius College on Engg),Kothamangalam.

The weather was somewhat cloudy n cool ,and so the "to" journey was all good in terms of the pleasure we derive from a bike ride(esp. in Kerela,wid all the placid nature around).This said i hav got to mention the the couple of times we got close to some wrecking-action.

Once while overtaking us,Zulu(Awanish) did a "hit n run" on my "driver" Pampam n zoomed ahead.PAMPAM-the impulsive one,speeded up ,caught up wid them n on a whim swung an arm -as he cant resist retaliation in any case(he calls himself "revenger" not 4 nothing).In the process,our bikes almost hit each other .As if to make things all the more interesting,the whole drama repeated itself ,but this time the gap was a whisker .It looked like the team was warming up for some action that was to come .

Though the ride was abt 45-50 kms and the roads good,it took us abt 1.20 hrs to reach.The campus was nice.

We were the first team to enroll ;this "committment" born out of our last tour abt 6 months back to FISAT.When we had reached that college n went to register our team,we rued to hear that registration had to be done online before the day of the event.

After waiting for an hour or so,we were told that our match was scheduled second,only to be postponed to third.”Acid Tin”(best clan of our college),winner for the last two consecutive years had gotten the second match,n as expected it was a child’s play for them.

Then came the moment we have been waiting(the wait got to my nerves a bit)for.
VooDoo vs MACE(the host college).
contd....

StOrM tHe FrOnT…..affirmative!!

the CS wind has totally swept us away.
literally speaking -has scaled epidemic proportions in our college campus.
my situation has become like that of a chain smoker whose lungs hav gone all spotty,but is being forced to watch his friend across the table having a nicotine punch.
no matter how much u try,in vain, to keep it behind bars ,to hav a tap on it,when every1 around talks abt it n when ur roomy spends the whole night nailing it,wat the heck can u do.
hey hey hey.....but this diction crap is way off abt that.
ditching my screwed academics and "concerning" issues i m game 4 it .

this is a team game,each team having 5 members.
we(me n 4 of my friends) call ourselves "VooDoo".

this blog is propping up bcoz:
we r going 4 our first big CS clash ,in a tech fest to another college this saturday, and i am pretty excited about it.
this would be fun and we'll get to see where we stand .
the "kabab-mein-haddi" n last year winner clan Acid Tin 4m our college is also participating,and is almost sure of a victory once again.
"par inko to dekh lenge" ,

contd....