So this is the paddy harvest season. Scorpion bites r on the rise again. Most of them are poisonous this time. Esp the pregnant red female scorpion.
People work in fields, barefeet-handed. These hidden insects know nothing but to sting when disturbed.toxins they release in blood cause severe local pain, hypertension, cold sweats, vomiting. Rarely they r cardiotoxic which could be lethal. Cardiotoxic effects are preventable with the drug prazopress if patient comes early. Otherwise the management is symptomatic i.e. For pain and dehydration.
Some of the patients ive seen are immune to scorpion bites. No pain nothing. They might have developed antibodies against the toxins in their blood.
Friday, 26 October 2012
Scorpion king
Saturday, 20 October 2012
daydreaming
- hang out with friends , lets go to that fav restaurant, have that fav food n for the "n"th time go gaga over its taste
- go see movie and get psyched abt the idea behind it or gossip abt actors (for which we ve studied from papers, magazines ,TV) and find out who knows more.
- party with friends, get some booze and help each other creating another 100% fun night..n to keep it off the records..
- go shopping just cause ur bored..malls r good place to unwind..
- go pub or disc ,bar, HRC, some mad concert..
- read a book.. excuse me ?
sometimes i dream of becoming an entrepreneur (as im already getting sick of my profession) i think of opening a library franchise..how can one make reading interesting ? will people turn to such a place ?... i think eventually they will...it might take a long time but this is the place where they r gonna find real solace..after doing all the running around..people will need to isolate n find out the answers...if it was made lil more interesting with some interactive sessions this could work..as the effect starts showing this group will grow...for people who are ordinary n their own lives r their great depression (quoted from fight club movie ) this will be one more option...rise of western civilization saw the fall of libraries in US (quoted from epi01 of person of interest series).
this place should help them think out of the box..it will also work to prevent the ill effects we are facing from copying the western culture..help them to have a mind of their own...and if over time we could have enough such minds with a good will, we could evolve better...
Friday, 19 October 2012
limbo
..the train went through a tunnel of darkness and stopped abruptly at an unknown place. i took this chance n alighted to see the misty woods, place where i could hide, never to be found. i was running from the singular 'i'. the air was fogged with some chemical as i felt delirious in first few steps. visibility was hardly there in the uniform twilight darkness. but one could tell for sure ,soon it was going to be either day or night . and those bright eyes blinking in the bushes ahead looked innocent, inviting. the grass was soft wet with dew, it caressed my soles, ticklish to bits...i kept walking.... .. but all my attention was fixed on whispering voices coming through woods. in mind i thought 'its just wind playing with the leaves..'. .. . voices got louder with each step and so in my neck muscles, i felt increasing traction which kept my head lil bent, constantly watching the ground a few steps in front of me.. i tried to move it sideways but my shoulders rotated instead... at that moment if i had left my whole body loose, i'd be hanging by my head only....
.. ..at the entry point two tall huge trees bent to make a gateway..moment i stepped in all the traction was gone, i sprang abt 2 feet in the air..there was no fog, good illumination all around..i looked back and it was a beautiful sight of hills n river..like some screen was put on that gateway..i felt 10 times lighter, i tried to walk but i was jumping instead. from tree to tree, from branch to branch. there were fountains making awesome arrays of waterjets, they all danced to a music i couldn't hear. food was everywhere, hanging by the trees, beds there also hung on trees..nobody looked at me like a tresspasser...i made myself full n tried to catch some sleep..i couldn't..i climbed down on the road..instead of jumping i ran straight, with 10 feet in a stride i was competing with the wind. my heart didn't race, my breathe wasn't filled. for 1, 2, 3....10 hrs i just ran n i wasn't tired at all.
i stopped cause i saw a lake serene n still..a mermaid played harp by its side..she saw me n jumped in the pool..i went after her..deep at the bottom she lived in a palace guarded by crab soldiers riding on sea-horses. her name was ariel. i returned while she came by the window , gave me a stranger look. i decided to make a stay by the lake-side. apple trees bore sweet fruits there. for many days there was no sign of her. i moved on to the hill range. it was home to zillion kind of birds n their nests. once they grew up they flew away never to return, to find their home in some other hill range. their communicative chirping had energy n zeal..watching them was a joy. i sat there waiting for my turn to fly..
p.s.- i wrote whatever cause i couldn't decide a topic. excuse for the pointless blabber.
Monday, 27 August 2012
Hermit
I take a look at myself and wonder. How I have lived like a sadhu out of Himalayas ( Himalaya also happens to be my fav medicine n aesthetic products brand ). That too in the middle of crowd. I observed people around me, thats how my time passed, years passed. Mostly anyone that crossed my eyes or sometimes through their corners. But I stood still ( not on one leg and certainly not with an arm-length of beard ) and refused to budge. I pondered over , mostly kept all the judgments to myself or offered few euphemistic words to some. Off course there were speculations, remarks, taunts or some honestly tried to infuse some life n sanity into my brain. With my sincere apologies to them, creed is one thing that turns stones to gods. Not that I didn't feel. My way of feeling was playing those little experiments with your mind. Now the word experiment might sound too artificial but no, remember first I tried to feel what u'd feel. Turbulence is wat even I went through, trying to hold the surface still. And then I grew wise to a hermit ( I learned , lil show off doesn't hurt but keep my bones strong ).
Thursday, 2 August 2012
headbursts
nowadays careers are prolonged. in this field , you gotta give one, 10 yrs at least. everything you talk seems to be pointing in that direction of 'my happiness' only !!! aren't you the ones who taught me, life isn't all about being happy, there are ups n downs coming n going n u got to hold on. then wats with flipping sore need of yours to see me happy ??? i don't know if this is wat happens at ur age. i beg you to let go of me.
ok, i haven't proven you yet in a 100% sure way .but will it be 100% till i die.. u expect a superman out of me.. or the public opinions weighs more than my immature ones. i will never win. for that hell-bent-ness, i can either give-way n suicide into a marriage or unfortunately i keep ignoring bluntly , go on with my business. which in the course may hurt you(and add to the oodles of guilt i already have), but you know if i try to think , my
Monday, 25 June 2012
For my lil sis..
She's 3 yrs younger to me. At times I think abt her n can palpate guilt creeping beneath my skin. We hardly talk, and almost never hv a frank conversation sharing worries, fears , confusions. Its always mechanical , mostly on my part , may be she looks up to me , but I could never open up..always cold shouldered..
Actually I was never bothered, wat she was really doing, I just said "ok" to wateva she wanted to.. There were long intervals of time, when I wuda totally forgotten abt her.. I never criticized her, poked my nose in her matters.. I always made situational jokes, n gave her my typical happy-illusion smile.. But this probably didn't form a support system if she needed it...
I , myself assumed she's strong. I didn't want to limit her freedom. It was an unspoken trust.. I was self absorbed, always thinking only abt myself.. It was all abt do, do, n do more in our family.. Everyone was supposed to inspire n motivate others..especially elders to young who should just nod n strive to reach d goals set to dem...
but deep down I care for her. I feel a bond between us. I wish her only good.. If it goes unexpressed , I think she knows ill be there for her, maybe as a last option, when all d doors seem closed...
Thursday, 21 June 2012
Blogger app
Ive downloaded this new app on my phone, if it works well I won't need a pc to post my blogs.. Could do it frm my phone... So this s just a check post..
but im unable to upload pics , app crashes when I try to.. Probably this s beta version, hope d developers bring a better version soon... Also u can't see blogs u follow..or comments
All u can do is post ur text..damn...