Dancing in the rain ......

smthngs in life never change they say... i so knw it... i m sitting by my window... a while back i was all in mood to work on my thesis n seriously going thru it..till i heard a pitter patter outside .... i hurried to the balcony n there it was ... rain drops dancing on the streets ..... i felt like running out ..playing with them :) i alws used to as a kid... mom used to scream threatening of the impending fever n throat ache i quite alws contracted frm the wind n the water but i couldn care less... pretending to be all careful i would run to fetch an umbrella n my doggy would jump arnd me...she was the only one aware of my intentions n we would exchange those looks :)once out of mum's gaze i would jus thrw the umbrella n love each drop on my face...esp my eyes n lips ..the most tantalising of touch... from the heavens above..... my doggy too would join in n bark hysterically ... out of joy n later concern ....reminding me mom aint too far away ...n tat eventually we have to go back in all wet n dripping.... a sneeze or two would bring my attention back to the point my smart doggy made.... tiptoing back into the house with six set of footprints...yup 4 of the furry tail n 2 mine we would rush into my bedroom..i had to dry her first alws... was worried wat if her fur stays wet..dogs r pretty sensitive tat way...blow drying her n wipping her while i would be driping water .. n then our lady feeling beautiful would bark at me ordring to get dry fast.... dogs don need to to talk their eyes do the talking for them.... i so miss hers......
but those dances in the rain mark my childhood... jus jumping arnd... life at its best :) i so miss doing it ... post all the melodrama of rain dancing..cosying up in my bed with my furry mate... HEAVEN!!
today years later in my hostel...sitting beside my window watchng the rains dance arnd... i feel i haven grwn up at all... i still ache for wat i did years ago.... i hope to make many more memories .... dancing in the rain :)

m back!!

hi there
Gosh i have been absconding frm the blog world for quite sometime now.... wat a shame...n i hate giving excuses .... well i guess priorities shifted cos of some special events :) so i shouldn be complaining....
anyws ...it feels great to be able to cme home to my blog... "The Space" so lets begin the conversation with thy self!! :)
today a pregnant patient came to the dept. a petite thing already a mother of one pregnant the second time.... she had a massive facial swelling... lil did she knw wat grave trouble she was in... poor lady... at times i wonder why life gives us wat it does.... coming back to the dept scene... all humdrum surrounding her... people rush to take radiographs... another wants to pocket the case... n i too for a wild moment think like that... how stupid of me.... i wonder at times how barbaric n crude we get in dealing with patients... it is addressed as a "good case" n we go on to whose doing it... then again for our selfish reason we hold on to it till the desired period of time...
i pinch myself.. n step back... i look at her n thnk abt her life... her pain n a zillion things abt her... n i feel good... cos i din think selfish... we operate at 2 planes.. we can act selfish n we can think selfish.... more often than not we think selfish.... n i hate it when i catch myself thinking tat way.... ofcourse the patient's interest is wat we work for ..but somewhere we cross the fine line of humaneness .... i may get a degree..but i still need to evolve to a better plane... where i can neither think or work selfish but in fact work selflessly... its v tough cos we work in a pond with crocodiles all around us... conspiring ...conceiting... its tough to nt get affected.. but that's the challenge all about... to keep ur head above when all about u r loosing theirs.... its not big degrees which make big doctors..its small gestures n thoughts which make us worthy of being called one....