God loves playing with my mind. Really, he does. It's like a cat who's got one paw on the mouse's tail and then keeps watching it scurry in all directions and rebound right back. He gives me concepts that not many think about and then lets my mind run amok till someone raps me on the head and says " What are you on???" You think I'm kidding you.. let me recap.
The Medicated : 3 months back, before I left for Pune, I had 'restarted' my mom's anti- hypertensive medication by getting her a new drug more compatible to her state. The day I left, I gave her 4 pills and asked her to continue with them once I was gone. Though in between, I had a return trip of a couple of days, I didn't really focus on her medication the second time around. It was only recently while talking to her on the phone that I asked her if she was still taking her pills.
Mom : Yup, there's 3 left on the table right now.
Me : That's good. When did you last refill ?
Mom : That day in March when you left.
Me : .....
This is why they ask us docs to be really clear when we say something to people, unlike our prescriptions that is actually written in ancient Hebrew, hence deemed illegible. Anyway, I guess mom thought since her son gave her the pills, she'd save it for special occasions.. like Christmas, Diwali, Independence day !!! Sigh.. it's tough being me.
The Patient : A friend called recently complaining of severe food poisoning. After offering him my esteemed opinion on medication, he asked me how I was surviving the change in food. I told him my altered food habits, including a brief mention on my burf gola addiction ( that's ice on a stick with syrups of questionable morality ). I told him how I was worried I'd end up as a diabetic eating the stuff. After a brief silence ( later found to be revulsion ), he replied :" dude, if you like burf golas, you have a lot more to be worried about than diabetes.. like a lack of taste !!! Atleast my food poisoning will go away". Smart ass. Wait till he gets my bill in the mail !!!
The Green balls: Was everyone cringing in fear during the 1st half of Shrek 3.. no ? Was it only me then ? The thing was, I was coming off another 24 hour duty and rushed across town early in the morning to catch the morning show at Inox. Of course, after flirting with the girl behind me in the queue who was also planning on a Shrek ticket, it ended up with me getting the last ticket, she giving me a dirty look ( Sigh.. no more she loves me ). Result : Instead of enjoying the movie with a cute stranger beside me, there I was right in the first row in front of the screen.. I have been warned of the amazing attention to detail in the movie, so I'm left watching through my fingers as Shrek prances around in his high kilt, in constant fear of whether I'm gonna get a glimpse of ogre balls !!! There are some things no doc is prepared for..big green ogre balls in a big screen is one among them.
The Dead Crowd: Ah yes! God on Earth. I went into the theatre for Shivaji looking to scream like all Anna fans are obligated to and throw coins or milk or whatever everyone else was gonna do.. hey, after all, its my 1st Rajni movie in a big screen !!! There I am all ready and waiting to bellow.. and nothing. The crowd was like a funeral procession of zombies ( huh ? ) .. you'd think it was an art movie rather than a 60 year old prancing around with a haw- teeeee babe, eating his chewing gum by bouncing it off the villains head and doing everything else I wanna do before I'm 30!!! While the movie was thoroughly Rajni-njoyable , the crowd was a sad sad anti climax. Who are you saving the cheers for, guys - Dino Morea ?????
The Chicken : To wash down the disappointment, we ( my room mate and I ) went to an average road side restaurant that night. After choking on the prices, we finally decided to go for the chicken tandoori. After all, roadside dhababs tend to sacrifice quality for quantity right. Oh ye silly foool Roshan. For lo and behold, the arrival of the chicken cleared my doubts. The price was not a reflection of the restaurant but of the chicken. It was a beauty contest winner chicken. I don't know if it wanted world peace too, but it must have been a beauty contest chicken, based on the degree of anorexia.. it gave new meaning to the whole term - skin and bones. The less said about it's chicken boobies, the better !!
As I leave you all, I leave behind this trailor of the just released TRANSFORMERS movie. Looks like they're bringing back all the old cartoons, what with news of SIMPSONS ( 17 YEARS old pal, they're old ), the recent Teenage turtles and news of Tintin and He-man coming soon. Sigh.. which cartoon would you love to see made into a movie ?
Thought for the week : Sure the early bird gets the worm, but have you thought about it from the point of view of that early worm ?
good i came n read ur blog- ws in dire need of some humour..
ReplyDeletefunny enuf :) i agree shrek 3 ws a big disappointment n surprised tht u really went to see sivaji!! :O n yes chicken dishes r quite good here, atleast my side of pune :P
neways tc.
my doubts of u not being to blog after going to pune has been totally wiped out. with this post especially. sigh. we are not being spared, are we?
ReplyDeletei am going home for two weeks doc. miss me while am gone and try to be good.
PS: the fact that the cute stranger did not get tickets proves that my voodoo spells are working fine. (evil laugh)