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| patali |
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on 13-Feb-04 01:39 AM
……”Good morning Ms”…..The class stood up when teacher arrived, greeted the teacher in a monotonous voice, taking attendance was a part of the daily routine for our class teacher in my school ….Ashish…roll number 43.. { no answer}…Ashish..timi class ma chhau?” ..asked my teacher…then my friend pralav, stood up and said “ Miss.. Ashish ta hospitalized bhako chha…uslai pneumonia bhako chha re…aba ek mahina samma school aaundaina re”…Ms. Gurung thanked pralav, and said” I pray for his speedy recovery. We are gonna miss Ashish, aren’t we class?” and then continued with the attendance…….I kept thinking about pneumonia and ashish…..samjhida samjhidai bell pani bajechha…..phewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!! another long day..I thought.. As we were walking home from school with pralav, I asked about ashish…Pralav told that his parents were gonna visit ashish with some flowers, horlicks, glucose…[all yummy stuff for me then…], and “ You know what”..he continued.. “ I went last weekend with bunch of my other friends too…We got him some cool stuff from the video store”…I really hope he feels better soon….It must be pretty hard for him to lay on a bed everytime…”Don’t you think so patali?” asked pralav…. “I guess...Yea sure”…I answered without giving much attention….Went home thinking about Ashish, As I entered, I saw my mom in a nice saree, hair in a bun, and with some packages of yummy food… . “ Where you going mom?” I asked… “ Chori…ma ahile hatar ma chhu..bhare kura garumla….timro sathi ashish bimari chha re…uslai nai bhetnu janu lageko…”…kitchen ma khaja chha khanu hai..ani padhera basnu ni..ma beluki matrai aaunchhu” …she continued as she opened the main gate of our house.
I sat around watching movies, thinking about ashish and the attention he is getting just because of his sickness… “Pneumonia…Whats the big deal”…I continued thinking… “Why so much attention for just a little sickness”…I kept wondering…I guess I was too zealous, or probably I never got sick before and hence did not know how it would be like to be sick, and to be in hospital…I probably did not know the pain ashish was going through…whatever the reason was, I kept thinking about all attention ashish was getting from my teacher, friends, and even my mom…I entered the kitchen…ate a little bit and then went to bed….I could not sleep all night long., I started having stomach cramps, headaches,..After a while all my body started hurting…I got up, looked at the bathroom closet, saw some medicines….took them not even looking at ‘em…I felt a bit relieved, and took more medicines, more and more as time passed by…By about 2:00 am, I had finished all the medicine that was in the bathroom closet, but my pain was still there. It was getting worse. I wanted to cry to let my parents hear, but It hurt so bad that I could not even utter a word. When I woke up the next day, I found myself in one of the hospital rooms, surrounded by my realtives and my parents…. “ Mommy…I am finally at the hospital…finally I am sick” ..God heard my prayers..Thankyou god”… Now I can get attention from all of you guys just like ashish” I exclaimed…I was really happy…I did not feel any cramps in my stomach, there was no headache, no pain at all…and was still in a hospital with people surrounding me, “ what could be better than this?” I thought…..As my mom was about to speak, Nurse entered the room with a huge needle on her hand, and said.. “ patali, could you scroll up your shirt sleeve, we need to give you a shot” said nurse...I looked at the needle which was almost as big as my feet, I was horrified to death. Later after some hours, another nurse came in to do various tests, and gave dozens of medicine…By that time, I was begging to get outta there as soon as I could. The place where I was longing to be was becoming a hell for me. I started visualizing ashish in the hospital bed, just like my situation. Now I could feel his pain, and again some doctors came in and started asking me tons of questions… “ patali, according to the test reports, we think you are having some allergic problems in your stomach.”.. Do you remember anything which you may have eaten unusual recently?” they asked……Ummmmm I started thinking.. “ Not that I know of” I replied..My mom described the whole scenario of how she left me home before going to see Ashish the other day…Then one of the doctors asked what I took for my lunch that day when my mom left, I replied… “ Umm..well I was not much hungry that day, and hence took a very little. I took 4 glass of juice, 3 pounds of tuna melt, 16 pizza slices, 20 pedas, 9 bananas, and I think …Oh yea.!!! I exclaimed…umm 3 liters of clustard milk, and 10 gulabjamuns. “That’s all I can remember right now doctor” I said
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| patali |
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on 13-Feb-04 01:42 AM
…Oh yea.!!! I exclaimed…umm 3 liters of clustard milk, and 10 gulabjamuns. “That’s all I can remember right now doctor” I said…..They did couple of tests, drew out atleast 4 pounds of my precious blood with that horiifying syringe….Oh boy!!! It was terrible….Finally I got out of the hospital after about a week… I was still not feeling better , but I convinced my parents that I will be better off with chiropractic medicine….Visitors lined up in my room, they were all consoling me, convincing me that I was gonna be okay…One of my neigbour told my mom.. “ sunnus na bhauju, yahan eeuta baidya ba aaune re…patali nani lai usai sanga dekhaun.., sarhai janne baidhya chhan” after few days, neighbor uncle came with a slim featured, tall old man, with a Dhoti on and a long tuppi.. “ Could this man be a doctor” I asked to myself... I was told that his name was Dr. musaprasad upadhaya……I started explaining what I was going through, by that week I was starting to have teeth aches, muscle pain, breathing problem. He examined my pulse and started uttering Sanskrit words, Had I remembered my Sanskrit from middle school, I would have understood what Dr. Musaprasad was uttering….Oh well!!! At one point, I couldnot stand his Sanskrit and finally blurted out… “ Dr. musaprasad upadhyay ..Could you give me that Sanskrit- nepali dictionary from my book shelve?”. Dr. Musa examined me, recommended that I needed to some puja, and gave me some herbs. None of them worked. I was not felling any better rather I was getting worse…My aunt recommended one other Doctor, who according to her was a genius in a field of medicine. She told that he was a MD from Harvard University Of Bihar, India., and is not only MD but also a PHD in philosophy and pshychology. Yet another physician, He arrived late that afternoon. He came with a Nehru coat, topi, salwar,and a simple shoes which to me looked like the one which was showed on Ramayana., the one LORD RAM wore when he was going for banawasa ...long, bow shaped shoes…another unique piece I thought... He arrived on a horse in that scorching heat, started off by introducing himself… “ ..Patali..I am Dr. Mangale harvardbidhyadhari”, and forwarded his hands for a firm handshake. He continued.. “ I would like to apologise for not being able to come yesterday regardless of your health condition, Since I was born on Monday, my name is mangale and that’s why I do not treat my patient any other days other than on Mondays”. Sorry to make you wait patali”..he added. I smiled…not knowing what I was supposed to do. Well…he continued looking at thick book, which looked like a medical terminology book to me… “ According to my book, you situation is known as situation of “ HYPERACTIVENESS” and therefore you need to cut off your hair, meditate, and get enlighted…If you do this, your hyperactiveness situation would be lessened, and he gave me couple of medicine and added… “ patali, these are the medicine Harvard school of medicine, Bihar, India had recently brought to the market, I would like you to try these, and If you think they are good, You can buy it in my store, where you can get it in a pretty economical price, and for you it is gonna be 10% lesser than others. My store’s address is… … He gave me his address and set off assuring my mom that I would be fine in couple of days, and again emphasized on the new medicine”….”Was that a physician trying to cure his patient or a person to commercialize his product.”..I thought......Times passed by, there were lots of recommendations, someone recommended ranchi, others recommended some other unique “physicians”. There were lots of suggestions. I was hopeless with the situation I was in, I agreed to their recommendation and decided to go to Ranchi. My mom then burst into my room, and yelled at me “ aaja eeuta le eeuta bhanchha arko le arko bhanchha..ke sabai ko kura ko pachhi lagdai janu…kaag le kaan lagyo bhandaima kaan nai nachami kaag ko pachhadi daudine?”…patali…chori..pardaina katai jana, kehi garna…dui char deen aram gara sabai thik hunchha”….”Musaprasad le bhanosh ki mangale li bhanosh, mero chori alik deen aram garera aafain thik hunchhe…la la tapain haru sabai jana aafno aafno ghar janush”…she added ,and requested the crowd to go out my room… “Balla .aha kati shanta bhayo” I thought to myself………Just then I heard a noise of my alarm…and hurridly got up…..Was that all my dream that I just described…Yeah, it was my nightmare…...perfect day to start Friday the 13th indeed…..
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| sudhamshu |
Posted
on 13-Feb-04 07:52 AM
rantings from inebrated delinquents thinking tangentially ...want communication e mail me ....lots
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| oys_chill |
Posted
on 13-Feb-04 09:27 AM
Nice one patali jyu!
talking about nightmares, other day some islamic militants were chasing me from phulchoki to kathmandu with all guns blazing..There's nothing like exciting dreams-free movies of sleep!
The only flaw in your story--MOnday janmine manche lai mangale re? I thought tyo ta Tuesday janmine manche lai po ;) Mangale --Afnai dhanga le bhanchan ni..well my dad used to say that to me all the time :(
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| patali |
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on 13-Feb-04 09:42 AM
...Oops...YUp...I meant to say tuesday...oh well!!!!....aba ke garnu nindra ma lekheko...ranchi jana parne manchhe le lekheko....:p...
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| Rusty |
Posted
on 13-Feb-04 10:25 AM
Poignant, but beautiful. Hmmmm!! do you really need to go to Rachi? what a nightmare... ;)
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| hansy420 |
Posted
on 13-Feb-04 01:38 PM
patali, having nightmares on friday the 13th is considered to be very lucky..you're one heck of a lucky gal!
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| kurtsgal |
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on 13-Feb-04 07:52 PM
Indeed a nice piece patali...well hehe nice nightmare..talking about nightmare i had this horrible one..kya khapissh sapana dekheko..mero faceta ekdam blank re ke...no features at all..my eyes my nose lips everything gone...nobody not even my own family would recognise me..aaiya that was one heck of a weird dream..n suddenly tala batoma matirako chinese karayera ma biuje...was just wondering about that weird dream...nabhandai the next morning I realized that hijo bank jada pant pocketma rakheko ID cardko atto patto chaina…the whole month I don’t even have a sec to park my ass…work like a dhobiko donkey and at the end of the day I loose my most valuable IDENTITY…UNDENIABLY what a weird dream I had
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| Epiphany |
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on 15-Feb-04 12:59 PM
Patali le Sanjay Dutt ko Plan bhanne movie herera ani sutne bela ma south ko kun chai movie ko tukra herya thiyo hola... doctor ko description ko anushar.... Sanjay Dutt ko naam Musa in Plan and tht doctor character with dhoti definitely looked like one right out of a south indian movie...
good one !
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