Monday 30 August 2010

When Fever Strikes

Blogger has been really unwell... Last 11 days played a prank on me! Anyways now I am back to my real khadi clad, kajal smudged self :D

This is what happens when one is bed ridden for whatever time.. Initial days, the patient thinks that I will get back to normal in one or two days, its just the weather playing havoc to my health. Friends and relatives call, asking  about wellbeng. But hey I am on medication, I should be getting back to sleep, as it is I am already feeling sleepy... ZZZZzzzzz......

After around two days of expecting that the medication will work, the patient here in question i.e. the blogger feels that something isn't right. My face seem to be swollen, and by the end of the day mercury on the thermometer rises to something like 102 / 103 °F.. Huhhh by now the blogger feel that every sound is irritating her and she needs some peace of mind. Whoever enters the room reads this unwritten law to keep silent, to avoid her geting up!

Again an appointment is cracked with the doctor. A family doctor! He likes my name, and probably thats the reason that I dont wish to change my doctor. Each time I visit him, he pays a compliment to me, which helps me feel great during those sickining times. Moreover I have been treated by him for years now, so he probably seem to be knowing my medical history.. (as if I have been too ill for long.. huh)

This is the conversation I had with the Doctor...
Doctor: Hanjii Kapoor Sahab, kaise ho? ( How are you Mr Kapoor? Though it should have been Ms Kapoor, but this is also cool)
Me (well great respect has been bestowed upon me, but still): I am not really well. See my face its swollen, and I have fever too. My head is aching and spinning too..
Doctor: Swollen! Is it swollen? Taking out the Blood Pressure instrument. (I dont think that instrument is made for me, Ignorance in bliss)
Mummy: Yes, her face is swollen, and she has fever too, by night she gets sick.
Doctor (After being reaffirmed by mum): Hmm, and (while touching my forehead) Fever?? Naa, U seem to be cold. (While checking the blood pressure, which read normal).
Me: I do have fever, Im damn sure, just put in that thermometer.
Doctor: Smiling and taking out the thermometer

And as I knew I was in fever, the thermometer read 102 °F, and this was when the doctor's eyes popped out, with his hand reaching my head, telling me, you are cold, but you have fever. This is not good. I will change your prescription, get some tests done.Take whatever for five days and I am sure you will be fine.

I uttered all that thoughts going on in my mind, it is Dengue? I have rashes too, or is it Typhoid? M fever shoots up during the later part of the day? Or is it allergy, see my face is swollen, its possibly due to allergy. 

Well call me once you get the report of the tests, was what the doctor said. 

Tests, that too blood tests, where a syringe drills into a vein and  takes the blood out? Naah, Im not scared of it.. I am pretty ok with it. The reports were fine, so no Dengue (thankfully) or Typhoid (cool). But yes it was allergic reaction, posibl the first severs allergic reaction I have ever had in my life. Dont really know what caused it.

Back home I knew that the moment I will pop a pill, I will fall asleep. And I so much wanted to sleep, with my head spinning like a pendulum. 

Some of the characteristics of fever:
Even minor sound makes you get irritated.
Often turn the phone on siklen mode, coz guys I cannot talk, the more I talk the more I feel sick.
I want my mum to be around.
I wanna have coke every now and then, along with whatever sweet.
I develop hatered for the typical meal. It smells wierd, please keep it away from me!
Folks at home dont have to keep coming to me asking how am I feeling. Let me just rest.
I realise that I had been silly for wanting to get sick so that I can stay at home. I could have just took off!
Author's Note: When fever strikes, its awful. I wanna stay healthy and in my full spirits always!

Wednesday 18 August 2010

Please locate my Papa!

No no, I am not asking you to locate my Papa!

Its an incident that I witnessed yesternight while shopping for stuff my mum wanted me to bring along while going home. I was late, time was around 8:30 pm. I was heading towards chemist shop. Saw a cute little girl, not more than 2 years old. First glance, and all I thought was cute baby!
But hey hang on Shine! What is this cute baby doing all alone at this time in the middle of the pavement. I started noticing her and could sense that she was feeling lost. Her hand movement and gestures were as if she was really scared.

I cannot keep quite. If I feel something is wrong I ask or show or do something, I just don't care if it will lead me in soup. So what if I land up in trouble, I did not do it with a bad intent. I only wanted to help and sort things out.

That's what I did. I held her hand and asked where is your mom?? dad?? What are you doing here all alone??

She was perplexed and said that Papa went out to get the medicine.

Ok.. So do u see our papa at the two medical stores located nearby? I pointed at the medical stores nearby.

No, she said and unknowingly and confused she started walking towards a secluded end. I was sure that she has lost her way. I again held her, and clearly intending not to let her go unless I manage to find her way back home.

I asked, where do you stay?

She replied Ghanta Ghar.

Sigh, its a place known to me. What should I do now, should I call up 100 or call up my dad! I called my dad, network problem! Huh, third attempt and I got through. He picked up, and I told him, Papa there is a little girl and her father is lost somewhere. Come to this place. And then came a quick ok. I am coming, tell me where exactly are you.

The moment I hung up the call, the girl started crying. My papa is lost!

Don't worry we will locate him.

How did you come here?? Were you in a bike? or car?

I was in the car.

Ok! Who all were in the car?

Just me and my papa, she said. And now she held my hand with a belief that I am not going to harm her.

Do you know the number of your car? or your papa's mobile number or home phone number.

No I don't!

Ok, so lets locate the car first. Is that fine??

Yes, she said.

What colour is the car?


Great. By this time I was confused myself. But anyhow. I started moving towards the direction where she was coming from. I asked is your car that side. She said yes!

And I could see a few men on the road, confused and trying to locate something. I wished that there should be her dad. Yeah there he was, upset, nearly about in tears! He might have asked those local shop owners about the girl and they might have told him that she stepped out of the car and went out.

The moment he saw his daughter he was relieved and asked her why did you come out of the car? He looked at me, and thanked. I said that's ok! As I turned back, I was still apprehensive if he is her dad or no. I looked back again and the expressions on his dad's face swanned that he is her dad for sure. He looked at me again and thanked again.

Great... So probably I got late, or I had to get the stuff that my mum asked for probably only to help that girl find her papa.

I called my dad, no need to come, we found her papa :D

Author's Note: I did not speak to her papa, but still he should have never left a child alone in the car! I was thinking why to get judgemental when a person in experiencing an emotional turmoil? This incident might have taught him this lesson. The first thing I did was to call up my mamaji (my mum's brother), who has a 1.5 year old child. It was a lesson that I learned, and just wanted to caution him about it.

Moreover I also noticed that no civilian these days seem to be cautious about the fact that a child is moving around without any care taker, they just want to rush home and dont care if they can be of help. They are more bothered about the soup they may land up in. Well that is what that can be expected of them. One has to fight the threat alone, but can we expect this out of a child?

P.S.: When I told my Mum about the incident. She loaded me with stories of her childhood where she lost her way, my mamaji was about to get kidnapped / lost. I was scared. Its really a big responsibility to take care of a child. We get to read frequently about the plight of people who have lost their child and never found back.

Tuesday 17 August 2010

Spoofs & Bribes

With the spoof stories doing the rounds regarding the Common Wealth Games Delhi 2010, my ideals regarding bribes have come out stronger and clearer. Corroborating the fact that bribing is the part and parcel of administrative life, I have a suggestion to make.

But before jumping to suggestions and conclusions, click here, its a worth read and funny!
Now back to bribe scrutiny. I subscribe to the thought that the administrative should not be held completely guilty of taking bribe. Due to the penalisation clause in bribe laws, the administrators have to faithfully complete the task they are being bribed for. Please note I do not completely suggest letting the guilty go without any punishment.

This is what has been mentioned in the book 'A Passage to India' by E M Forster. The author outlines a scenario where he presented a contrast amongst British and Indian office bearers. The British would not do the task even after taking hefty bribes. While Indian, by nature are so faithful that it comes as a moral obligation to do the task. They take bribes, do the task and end up being in soup, pity!

What is important is to change the system in such a manner that anything with or without bribe will function in a specified way! Yes it requires a lot of checks and civil rights awakenings. So what we have the first step on the civil right movements, the RTI, which out fellow legislators have tried to boil down quite a few time but to no avail.

P.S.: We already have lot of courageous people coming in front to employ civil rights for a better, unbiased and bribe free society by fighting the system. We, however, need a set of system, the solution is in putting the pressure on the civil society to know that bribe (or similar illegal instruments) is not going to help.

Author's Note: I am enjoying the stories doing the rounds on bribes and spoofs ;P

Thursday 12 August 2010


One of the ways of solving a problem is to make it even bigger.
That is what our administration does. What if there is an issue, make it even bigger so at least the initial problem boils down!

A dog with a bone in his mouth doesn't bark. A dog with a bone in front of him doesn't bark either.
The later one would not bark as he wants the bone!

Billi shee sikhaiya, shee billi khaan aaya (Punjabi Quote)
Translation: Cat taugh the skills to the lion, and in the end lion tries to kill the cat.. 
But the wise cat does something.... She did not teach the lion to jump on the tree, and that ways she fought all the odds

Author's Note: Above listed are the quotes, which made at least a person like me to think. Mode philosophy again! Please post your comments with quotes.

PS: For all the foodies out there, click here

Monday 2 August 2010


More often than never in search of that perfect one, we fall for wrong choices. Some are purely infatuation, some one sided love stories and some are feelings that cannot be defined as just friendship!

For remaining part of the story, click here


More often than never in search of that perfect one, we fall for wrong choices. Some are purely infatuation, some one sided love stories and some are feelings that cannot be defined as just friendship!

This was a crush for sure! I happen to meet him at a college get together. First look and that sly smile reaffirmed that he is the one for me. I could recall that college romances are fun and full of excitement. Waiting to catch a glimpse of him in the crowded corridor. Staying back till late in college with a thought that he may ask me out again. Well this was not a college romance. I am a professionals who has just struck 26! All the aunts and uncles come home with the prospects of suitable match. But no one quite have those factors that I get me down on my knees and ask him out!

Asking him out! Yes I mean it, I believe that if I can find a guy who fits in the parameters of "my man", then I will not shy away in taking the plunge and ask him out. Whats the harm in it? Atleast I will not live with a regret for life that I never ever told him that I liked him.

Well back to present! I am at this college get together and getting to meet a lot of college mates! Though I did not even know his name, I was already feeling jealous with the female attention he was getting in the auditorium. Thankfully I located a college senior, Arnav who seem to be in good terms with this guy. I made sure to talk to the senior and try getting hold of this guy's identity.

Me: Hey Arnav
Arnav: Hey
Me: How have you been? 
Arnav: I have been good. What about you?
Me: I have been good too! So what are you doing these days?
Arnav: I am in the family business. What are you doing?
Me: I am a freelance documentary filmmaker. Well that reminds me that I am doing a project on family businesses. Would you be interested in a chat over the topic sometime next week?
Arnav: Sure
Me: And who is that Guy with a sly smile?
Arnav: Well he gets all the female attention where ever he goes!
Me (uncomfortably) : No, its just that I thought that he can feature in some of the projects. He has those photogenic looks! Sigh 
Arnav: Oh, well in that case I can introduce you to him. But just for courtesy sake, don't fall for him. He is not into girls!

Author's Note: All nice men are either taken or gay!

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