Of Hospital Vigils and Idli Escapades

Experiences can be fun. No, its not that kind of a write up where u talk of learning from mistakes etc. Its pretty much about having a fun time and reminiscing about that.

Last to last Sunday, a friend of mine got admitted in the hospital at 10:30 in the night. Not a great start to the fun part, but when I decided to bunk the assignment and went over to be of some help, I didn’t know what i was getting into. 4 people had decided to stay vigil – 2 guys and 2 girls and as luck would have it they wouldn’t let guys into the ward and only 1 visitor per patient. So of the limited things to do, we decided to stay put in the car for the night. Swear words of the driver, trying to sleep, notwithstanding, it was a nonstop riot. I mean when you have nothing to do but practice corny lines on targets who just keep laughing or commenting on batch with people with excellent sense of timing, its more like a David Dhawan movie – cheap humour and yet time pass :)

Btw after a saga of phone calls and surgery arrangements, the friend was discharged the next day without a scratch and the doctors having no clue as to what was wrong. Prayers do work. Except for enjoying the looks of the extremely judgmental lady in the opposite bed who was going into conniptions at the idea of guys who are not husbands/brothers staying beside a girl, the friend missed out on most of the fun part. Thanks to sedatives and bottles of saline. The friend later tried to trip one of us and then poison two others so that she can also have all that fun. :P

When parents of a fellow student come to visit, u generally don’t get all excited. Not unless you are in Shillong longing for south Indian food and they got with them 120 idlis with sambhar and molaga podi! I’m generally not one for exclusion, but when it comes to love, food or war – it is an altogether different game! Around 12 Tamil people and a chance few others (guys and girls), did the job of emptying all the 120 idlis in less than 40 mins to a very skewed distribution! Topped off with Sambhar rice made from the excess sambhar with an all out dip of hands into the container, I’m sure its not one pic i’d put on facebook :P More than the food, the way we had it, God! We thanked the guy’s mom profusely and assured her we’ll sponsor her tickets next time she comes :)

A mid night birthday party with wine(?), consecutive food outings, planned bunking strategies, shit load from different fronts and then laughing about it – all this amidst a week schedule that read 9 to 6 and a near 10 degree temperature.

People keep cribbing life is screwed up without realizing that it is this screwed up nature that keeps things from falling apart. Its not gonna get all that different. Faculty are gonna screw ur happiness, deadlines are always gonna go whooshing past, grades are gonna be in soup, but thats not reason enough to not enjoy the small moments that come your way. (:P just trying out JD’s method of summarizing at the end of the episode (scrubs-for the uninitiated))