"ADIOS "delhi

yeah yeah yeah it's spanish and i googled it ,it means good bye and all the best ,well why good bye delhi ?ha ha ....what say it's my last month in delhi and by the end of this month i will be there in my good old kolkata ....kya kar raha hunga ?well ek zid tha jo pura ho gaya,finally some good news,got selected for the course of postgraduation in clinical cardiology at apollo kolkata ,so finally gotta move to the city of my dreams .......kab hua ,kaise hua, pata nahi ,one thing i must say god has been kind to me ,touchwood .......

yaar i have always adored two cities delhi and kolkata ,both special to me ,but different importance ,whenever i arrived in delhi ,i had a dream ....and thankfully it always got fulfilled, so lucky me ,but kolkata it's my city of dreams ,city of so many firsts ,so it holds special place in my heart ......ever since i reached delhi i always itched to go back ,last month i made the trip ......though was on a mission and nervous like anything i felt nostalgic about so many things .......the moment i reached sealdeh two things so peculiar of kolkata welcomed me .........it was raining like anything there ,and wooh wooh kolkata welcomed me with taxi strike,luckily nigam was there at station so i sailed thro '.......interview went ok ,and bye the evening results were out ,part party party time everybody exclaimed ,i dont know when i had that kind of wild outing ,started at tangra ,went to dublin finished at trincas ,last i remeber i visited eight pubs ,baaki pata nahi ,enjoying pomfret and hilsa though i was aware of the lacuna ..........

Back here in delhi , i have tabled my resignation and it's time to say bye to all those who matterd ,well i will miss you Adit for your lost in work kind of expression ,rupak and poonam sherawat {fumin fuming }for their elderly attitude always towards me ,can't farget how they both used to push me inside library ,DR.PAUL the most straight forward teacher i have ever met,mayur my partener in crime my buddy ,with him duties always always used to be fun ,saala hansta bahut tha aur mere se bhi hansi control nahi hoti thi ,i remember how one night he woke me up and said "boss wo IT waali khoj rahi hai aapko ,chance le lo ,i came out side talked to that gal ,and next night mayur called me fuming ,"yaar ye galat hai tumne mera number kyon diya usko" ?ph karke paka rahi hai "well sorry mayur ,contrary to my out spoken behaviour ,i just cant be friendly or flirtious to gals ,unless and untill mera dil na aaya ho .......{which u acknowledged few dyas later }....and hey hey how can i forget sidhwa sir ,best consultant ,friend to the core and best philospher ,sir i am sorry i know i was rude that day when i said "sir main aapke type se kaam nahi kar sakta ,paisa hi sab nahi hai ,but i agree u were correct when u said "ha ha samjhega rohit har koi apne liye jeeta hai ,sab use karna jaantey hain"sir course khatam kartey hi aapke paas aunga ,bahut kuch seekhna hai aapse .......fortis was also about cracking jokes with navneet sir [my HOD] decoding somesh mittal[my DMS].......tackling idiotic IAS officers ,rude and dumb dehlites ,but whatever it was ,it was fun ........

Time again to look for movers and packers ,property dealers in salt lake ,learning new things ,new promises ,but whatever it will be wont be making mistakes which i made here ,last post rajeev ......kahani sunn ne ka man karey to ph kar lena ........making amendments now ......jaanta toh hai sab tu na .........kyon ?

Mera gaon ,mera desh ......

Nothing like sitting in the comfort of your house ,listening to the melody of rain ,and the feeling of not going to the work ,well priceless! back from home last evening only, though it was a hush hush affair and uncalled for, i somehow managed to make the most of it ,only regret being not able to spend time with the parents ,but i needed this break desperately ,just wanted to run away from everyone ,to the comfort and solace of my ghar ....got the chance to spend some time at my paternal village i dont know when was the last time i stayed there,i had always enjoyed visting my village but this time it came out to be a heart warming experience ....one of my collegue asked "tera gaon kaisa hai ,omkara main jaisa village dikhaya waisa kya ?"well let me then tell you about the place, who's roots i have got ....

Cheria bariarpur, is the name of my village its a small block around 24kms away from the begusarai town where i live .when on the morning of 2nd i took off to my village i had little idea that five or six days later i will be writing down something about my gaon ....thankx to nitish babu the drive down was very pleasent ,well good roads ,that's one visible change you will find if u visit bihar these days ....it took me merely 20 mins to reach there from begusarai ,i was stunned to see how time travels by the speed of sound at such places everything was same as it used to be ten to fifteen years back not even an iota of change ,the smell of cowdung will welcome you no matter where ever you go ,people will stare you like, you have suddenly become a superstar of sorts ,flattering though......

The moment i stopped near my home ,there where ten odd kids playing there ,rushed inside shouting bhaiya has come ,it was now time to greet the elders {greeting means touching the feets ,and if u miss you are finished } there were 20 odd people there inside the house sitting in the aangan ,i recognised only a couple ,everbody dreesed in white kurta and dhoti ,i exchanged the pleasentries and looked behind ,ma was there smiling and with tears in her eyes ,feeling good to see her son ,suddenly as i touched her feet i felt i have achieved nirvana ...soon papa came with few men carrying something under the plastic and i knew "ab yahan bhi mareez dekhna hoga ?god gimme some break "well poor men they ,i felt bad how for some financial gains few docs really made a loot ,unwanted investigations ,medicines ,i thanked god for keeping my soul still uncomercialised .....it was now time to visit the village river ,boodhi gandak is the river blessing my village ,the moment i stepped on the banks ,cool breeze welcomed me ,i looked on the left, that old peepal tree was still there ,pata nahi kab se hai wo ?i looked towards the river ,the moment i found few kids bathing ,i couldn't resist my self and took the dive ,it was fun ....

night arrived, atfer the bhoj i was very tired drenched in the sweat i went to roof for fag ,looked up towards the sky ,my eyes got fixed ,BEAUTIFULL i exhaled ,i dont know when was the last time i saw so many stars and constellations ,well that's pollution free skyline for you ...."ROHIT "papa called ,i asked kya hua ?somebody is here to meet you ,"oh not again "thinking i rushed downstairs with mint in my mouth ,it was 80 years old master saheb waiting there ,he looked at me and said "beta khana waana nahi khatey ho kya ?then he went on saying how the village library is now 10,000 books library and they have now named it "azad hind pushtakalya ". he said, its really hard to believe that i reside in delhi coz my angika{my native language } was still ok,i replied back "master ji hum har jageh par apni bhasa aur apney accent main hi kaam chala lete hain"i had hardly met him before but the kind of love and affection he had for me was really moving ....suddenly the old help of ours phulwa came and said "maalik khana kha lijiye "i was ashamed this is one thing which i hate the most, the colonial prefixes ,the only place i like prefixes is at workplace ,i replied ye maalik waalik nahi chalega ,but in vain.....along with old generation there also lives young guns wanting to take the world head on ,the football WC fever was also there, i was amused to see the level of information ,i am sure all those facebook people who comment on every win or loss they have got some competition there .......

I am back in delhi now ,with the memories playing inside my mind ,thanking lord for making me belong there ,i just pray that someday i could be half as good as those people are ,i know one day hopefully i will be ....and yess rajeev,, iss baar bhi humko mummy se maar pari ,but thats ma....as you say always ,hum nahi sudheringe .....time again to post it ,next post when? i dont know ,likheinge bhi ya nahi pata nahi ,till then lets keep buzzing each other .....gotta report to duty kal .....cheers !

KYON??

Jo hota ,wo hota kyon hai ?
jo nahi hokey hota ,usko
hona hota kyon hai ?

jitney jawab hain ,uss se
shat guna zyada ,sawal kyon hai ?
dhooyein ke gubaar ke peechey
itna bawaal kyon hai ?

koi bahi -khaata ,koi rashiid
zindgaani rakhti hogi ,
hanstey chehrey par bhi
pareshani jhalakti hogi ...

kann sa ye mann sunta
kyon nahi hai ,mann main chidda
ye rann thamta kyon nahi hai ?

soch ke daayrey ke bahar
sach ki kayari kyon hai ?
ek jhooth sau sach pe
bhaari kyon hai ?

gun-gunatey geeton ki boli
ab mann samajhta kyon hai ?
laakh chala kiya main peechey
ye samay aagey sadaiw badhta kyon hai ?

samvedna main bhi vedna kyon hai ?
jarr main bhi chetna kyon hai ?
kaun sunega ?kaun samjhega ?
phir bhi rakt patiil ye hriday ,
itna umarta kyon hai ?

sadiyon se iss KYON ne
sabko hai lubhaya
bhramit kar isne sabko
hai bhatkaya ....

KYON ke peechey mat bhaag
naadani hai .....
surr pakad toh sahi
zindagi ki gazal badi suhani hai ....

CHOORI WAALA .....

Aaj shaam,chaurahey par ,
chai ki garm chuskiyon
ke beech ,achanak se nigahein
kahin ja ke thithak gayin.....

dhoomil si hoti umar ke
uss parao par ,seedhi aati
sadak se ,daayen jaati
uss ghumao par ,ek
choori waala khada tha .....

asthool shareer,safed ,kuch
ugi ,kuch naa ugi dadhiyon
ke beech ,umeed se saji ,
do aankhein,kuch tatol
rahi thi .....

jeehwa choori lelo ,bol
rahi thi ,fefra khokla ho
chala tha,boltey -boltey
wo khaansh ke ,apne seeney
ko khangol raha tha .chasmey
ke bheetar ki ,moti -moti aankhon
se ,wo jag ko naap- tol raha tha ....

neeli,peeli,laal,hari,
khan -khan karti
masti se bhari,har tareh ki
chooriyan thi,bechta tha choori wo,
uski bhi kuch majbooriyan thi .....

aati jaati har sunder haathon
ko tatol kar ,puraani chooriyon
ko khol kar ,nayi chooriyan wo
pehnata tha ,koney main kharey
apne bhookey bacchey ko dekh,wo
sarmata tha ........

chaar ki chai ,ek ki mathhi
bhooki pet ,ban chuki thi bhatti,
do joon ki roti ,sunder gharwaali
ki khooli hui choti ,inko sanjoney
ki ladai main ,uska jeevan kahin kho gaya ,
har ki tarah, main bhi gahr aaya ,chaar
panktiyaan uspe likhi ,aur aur so gaya.......

Duty hours 2.......

Hmmmm........ok chalo finally i give up ,after much of thought i have decided to repeat one of the posts ,i was being persuaded hard enough to share few of my experiences once more ,so finally once again i am here ,well story telling was never the idea behind this blog's germination but sometimes for friends its all worth of....but this time around let's take the look behind that ugly ,money minting face{well this is how people think of us } of your doc....well few of the encounters here are of special interest to my good friend abhishek, or lets be frank and say our interest abhishek......

MOUNTAIN DEW -u can take it from aboral end also !

It was a reagular day at casualty ,screaming ,shouting ,that adrenaline rush gushing thro'ur blood ,i was busy completing all the police cases ,but amidst that crowd i could sense two eyes fixed on me ,i found two men in early 20's standing in the corner looking helplessly at me "haanji kya baat hai ,batao ?" enquired me ,"sir kuch private baat hai ,aap free ho jao we will talk later "came the answer ,well after a couple of hours they again came back to me .....i had no idea what was about to come .....
bolo kya baat hai ?was my question .one of the guy replied "sir for the past two days i was having a upset stomach ,it was very bad ,none of the pills helped me ,so in frustation and anger i decided to close the way out {me eyes were fixed on him ,trying to anticipate whats next ?he continued ,sir plz sun lene gussa mat hona ,i was like yes go ahead ,here came the shocker ....so sir to get rid of all the suffering i closed the way out by a small 'itra'bottle
' ,i was like whatttt!!crap where its now ?he replied it went inside ..."i shouted get the iv fluids ready ,gimme a PR set ...the moment i examined his interiors ,i screamed whom you are trying to befool its a much bigger bottle its not 'itra bottle'speak the truth or we wont be able to help you out ....he stuck to his version ,after stablising his vitals we shifted him for x -ray ....technician brought the x-ray to me in ten minutes with his mouth wide open like ajanta cave ,i asked ,what ?he was like " sir ek baar ye x -ray dekho ,kya hai ye " one look on that and i said man its a cold drink bottle ,and by the outline one can guess its mountain dew ,is this guy nuts ? what the heck he was doing ?i rushed to him and said "this is ur final chance either tell us the truth of face the music "he confessed ...he was a gay and the bottle was his regular pleasure tool ,this time around he messed up ...."yaar itni si baat thi pehle bolna tha ,being a medico we understand its perfectly ok to be what you are ,things are not in ur control ,u r made like this only ,but relax we will fix this bottle mess "

minutes later he violently tried to move ,the bottle perforated his anal canal ,his abdomen was opened in the ER OT ,to take the bottle out APR performed ,he is healthy now ....
{i really want to put a copy of that x-ray here ,but dont want to put that precious and rare treasure to be kept open for grabs on net ,any body wanna have a look let me know }....


Jack and jill went up the hill ,i dont know what they did up there ,but jill came shouting ...."i pill" i pill......

well medically it's a wonder drug for the control of unwanted pregnancy ,but it's the widely abused drug these days ,without knowing the side effects people keep on popping it like a candy and when things go wrong it becomes one's worst nightmare ....
take this into account ,once i had this patient with complaints of weakness ,pain abdomen ,for the last few days ,she was a young educated lady working in a good organisation ,after her check up i found her low on haemoglobin ,i tried to find out the cause of blood loss and the answer in all senses tested my level of calmness ,she had popped 7 i-pill in the last 10 days and which disturbed her hormanl balance so badly that she lost that amount of blood .....needless to ask her about her marital status ,i turned to the dude escorting her or say "ladies man"as few gals like to call jerks like him ,"sir do you know the cause of her ailments ,he replied ,yupp i know call anybody take how much money you want ,but make my girl friend well and take me out of it "i smiled and sarcastically replied boss if you are smart enough to have unprotected sex than you must be smarter enough to fix this out ...{he was an MBA,but he forgot the economics of a 17 rs latex over 90 odd rs i-pill} but i am sure his medical bill that day will help him remember this lifelong ........

Hospital and hospitality

yupp with the sudden surge in the number of corporate hospitals there is a fast growing speculation that whether these place are a place for treatment or money minting hub ,sometimes care takes over cure at these places ....i had this old fellow once in the ER ,in the middle of his treatment he called me up and asked hey doc ,which DEO you use ?i was like sir this is none of your concern ,meet me outside i will tell you all ,but not here .....later i came to know he was a friend of my HOD ,and he reverted back to him with the report that the DOC'S medical expertise were good {touch wood !}but with his sharp cut cotton pants and razor sharp crew cut hair ,he should be more open and personal with the patients ,this will take that lad to places...well i am still confused when did they taught me in medical school to share my personal life with patient.......all that i have learnt is the cure and affection ......


There are endless stories which could find its place here ,but i cant go on blah ..blah...blah....legends are numerous in the practice of medicine ....but its time again to say sayonara ...thankx to the rare leisure i get during my night shifts i am able to finish this post ....good or bad i dont know ,even if its pathetic who cares .....for more lets meet over a beer ....
cheers ....hic ! hic!

Duty hours .....

It's been couple of months since my last post ,well after much of thought ,today i pounced upon an interesting idea of sharing something again with you all.....well its the compilation of my encounters over the last few months with few people who've taken my thought for a ride ,few pleasent few utterly dustbin stuff ,but as they say nothing here is bad ,like what's a congestion in a train becomes atmosphere in the pub.....

January 1st 2010
7.00 am ,FHVK

First morning of this new year has just knocked on ,what a chilly day that was!hard to even feel the warmth in once breath ,entire delhi was sleeping ,i am sure after partying hard ,but there was a place which was gushing with activities of all sort,one could hear the malyali chit chats along all the nursing boards of FHVK ,passing on information over to the next batch of staff ,in the long corridors all the house keeping guys were busy applying the shining wax on the already glaring floors ,after all presentation is the key !!i looked at my watch it was already 7.30 and was time for me to take all the willy old foxes of medicine for the morning rounds ,but addicted me, i sneaked out for a couple of minutes to wash my eyes with that dirty smoke ,well excuse or whatever but after that marathon night duty i needed that ,why marathon? that's some other time ......

7.38 am-stage all set ,all the morning duty residents were also ready for the rounds but before we could excahnge greetings here came Dr.paul in his late 50's dr.paul is a man of few words ,but he commands respect where ever he goes for us fear also plays a part in that ,so we residents exchanged greetings by just looking at each other ....{did i hear somebody say ,body language ,well i would say fear factor }...we headed towards room no .102 ,patient name -rajinder dhingra ,diagnosis -hepatitis C ,stage and prognosis -uncurable ....we entered into his room and dr.paul in his typical punjabi accent spoke "good morning and a very happy new year mr.rajinder ,that old man with all his guts summed up a broad smile on his face and replied thankx sir and i am sure it will be a very happy new year for me as i am sure i will be able to overcome all these nerve wrecking pain this year "well what a reply from a man who has just signed his end of life form "that's do not try to put me on life support system if i bid bye form"well i looked up at him and thought well this is being positive at its best ,you know what is looming large and yet you are taking chances ....
Mr.rajinder is no more today but his last few words will always echo in my ears ,move over all inspirational books ,life it self is biggest insipration....

January 4th ,2010
4.30 pm
i was going thro the ABG reports of one of the ILD pateints ,my phone started to ring ,it was Dr. adit on the other side he said"rohit u r required in the A3 ward STATi.e shake that ass toothsie....i made my way to that ward ,it was javed ....bed no.101.1,diagnosis -blind since last four years,cause-traumatic,prognosis -entire life in darkness. i have brought him from the medical camp of indian blind association last day he sufferd colle's fracture while playing blind football tournament there,but he was ready to be addmitted on only one promise that i will give him the news of his team winning the cup ,and today was the final, it was time i needed to fulfill my promise ...he instantly recognised me by the fragnance of my deo ,javed asked "sir kya hua ?i said sorry yaar tumhari team haar gayi ,he replied back ,main jo nahi tha ! next year sir aap phir aana ,main jeetunga ,zindagi main har baar jeetna jaroori nahi hota ....but his dark eyes couldn't hide the tears in his eyes .....
javed is well today ,practising football,singing songs with friends ,making wax candles and lighting up others life ....

January 20th,2010
midnight
SOS call from B1 ward ,it was room number 222,patient -R.K singh ,diagnosis -periampullary CA ,last stage ,EX MP gov of India 1972,he was gasping for breath ,i shouted back put him on oxygen 4 litres fast ,nebulise him and give cortisone 200 mg ,after few minutes of frantic orders and treatments he became stable ,well for some time though....mr.singh was there in the hospital for last one month and being politically inclined i used to have a long chat with him ,during one of those chats he once said "listen dr'not even angels are greater than the man who went on to wrong path and came back ,so no matter what happens one can always fetch the greatness...."great words from a great man himself ....

He went away silently next day ....i was not on duty ...

February 2nd ,2010
ER room ,some time in the early morning
my over night pateint latika has just come into her senses ,and greeted us with her repenting scream..miss latika ahuja ,suffring from acute alcohol intoxication ,she was brought by couple of her friends from her office party ,she was a software engineer ....but as they came to know it will be a police case ,and that too a formal one with no hassles guarenteed ,they ran away ....some how we found her parent's number in her cell and informed them,they were on their way .....well the question is why miss latika screamed it was not the fear that she has done something wrong ,she was a regular boozer at office Do's ,a regular morality preacher to other fellows who didnt know her ,but this time it was the fear of being exposed in front of her parent's made her scream .....i looked at her and thought ,huhh strange world ,there are people who are suffering ,because of no faults their own ,we as a doctor can only summarise those ailments in couple of words ,and on the other side there are people like latika ,and all of us ,who screw up our life by our own hands and want god to untangle it .....do we really need to always ask for more ?or we should just always be content of what god has given us and say thank you almighty ....take your pick ........


February 21st
9.30 pm ,me signing off with a special note that all the names of patients are not real name ,remember i am a doctor under oath of secrecy .....

DIVIDED WE STAND !!!!

yes thats the way i find things in our beloved country at the moment ....everybody is singing his or her own tune and the resultant melody is just like, out of sink orchestra .last night government decided to gift us a new state of TELANGANA,well congrats to a certain MR. KCR and all those who were twisting the arms of governments over the decades ...well with due respect to all those who beleived in this cause i just want to ask, what you guys will get out of it ?you will still be a part of this country ,the same rule of land will be applicable to you,the same system of administration will dictate terms to u ,and moreover you guys will be the same person residing at the same place ,so when everything will be same then why all this ruckus ...but if things get better for you guys then congrats !but going by the previous experiences things look murkier except for few politicians ....dont u guys remember the allegations against mr.koda ,the ex jharkhand cm ....well now lets take a look how and why this new developement took place ,though i am not an expert but i am equally entitled to have an opinion as a nationalist.

oppurtunist politics

yes after the death of YSR there was a lacuna in andhra politics ,YSR was equally loved in the entire andhra ,so after his death the self centerd politicians started sniffing a bigger role for themselve ,KCR was quick to blow his old telangana slogan but this time he took the gandhian way ,and his supporters the opposite way,adding fuel to the fire was opposition BJP,which after being cornered on the babri report,was looking for some distraction ,they openly came out in support of KCR ,poor bjp and KCR they forgot that when they were in power at the centre they have also ignored the telangana cause ,if they were so concerened telangana would have been a new state six years back only ,and same applies to last five years of congress rule also when they took support of KCR ,so the point is telangana people should realise its not the welfare its the politics which forms the crux ..a party who has recently lost its tallest of leader ,was not in the mood to resist and loose its vote bank ,as soon as PM landed in country they said "YES"

power

KCR gave his entire life to the telangana cause ,but he never became the leader which he would have wanted to ,he bacame part of NDA ,later on UPA ,but he never got his dues ,probably this was his final shot at glory ,its as clear as water that one politician which will have maximum benefit is the man himself ,well one can claim there will be an election ,yes there will be and its sure people will only vote for that person who has given them this statehood ....so its a win win situation for him....i am not at all against any politician i am against the reasons which they give for the division of country .....

now lets look into the few facts ,ours is a panchayti raj sytem ,which means that there is decentralisation of power ,it goes from bottom to top ,the country is divided into states,and states into districts,sub divisions,blocks ,villages and panchayats,and at each of these points there are government repersentatives in various forms ,be it DM'S,BDO'S etc,there primary job is to make the pacakages of government available to everybody ,but if some people who speaks the same language still demand seperation on the basis of neglect ,poverty then its a collective failure of the system ,and to be specefic we all are the part of system ,so nothing will change even if every district is given statehood ,honesty at each level is the only solution not the division in each of the exsisting states.....

i would just like to add in my concluding statement that ,this creation of new state at this time will have dangerous impact,now we will soon be hearing the intense demands of a certain ,HARIT PRADESH,PURVANCHAL,BUNDELKHAND,MITHILANCHAL,VIDHARBA,BODOLAND ,GORKHA LAND,KOORG or many more ....one should think about giving our future generation united india,not that india where after every kilometer there awaits a new state ,a state of chaos ........