ಹೆಂಡತಿಯರೆಲ್ಲ ಹೀಗೇನಾ?

"ಕಾರ್ಯೇಷು ದಾಸಿ; ಕರನೇಶು ಮಂತ್ರಿ;
ರೂಪೇಚ ಲಕ್ಷ್ಮಿ; ಕ್ಷಮಯಾ ಧರಿತ್ರಿ;
ಭೋಜ್ಯೇಶು ಮಾತಾ; ಶಯನೇಶು ರಂಭಾ"

Am not sure how many among our generation have ever heard the above Sanskrit shloka. Well if you haven't heard it, never mind, its never late to make an effort in knowing the meaning of this shloka which describes WOMAN in her entirety.
As always my effort to remember the shloka at this juncture arose from the people I meet daily, who in all the aspects have become a never ending resource for exploring the hidden stories of human nature. Yes, they are my Patients, each of them being a novel of different emotions!
The story goes like this....
The other day, a young guy aged around 24 walked in to our OPD ( its urology and andrology OPD). He was clad in his middle classed attire, looking rather worried as if his problem is solution-less. Seating himself rather hurriedly on the examination chair, he placed some of his investigation reports on my table. So without any formal introduction I was already being forced by this young man to just concentrate on his problems rather than wasting time in talking to him. I controlled my emotions to scold him, coz now-a-days it has become so irritating that people want doctor to just prescribe them medicines as they themselves would have made some shabby diagnosis of their problem, and they will be prejudiced to such an extent that you say anything contrary to what they believe their problem is, thats it; you just lost a patient. He/she will already be walking out of the chamber in hunt of another doctor!
So going by his reports, the guy had fertility problems with him, result of which he was not able to beget any children. His preliminary reports suggested that he rather try to go for the newer artificial insemination techniques, which seemed to be out of his budget when I explained him the options. He was bent upon trying to sneak some way to overcome this problem of his which made my work of consoling him much harder.
Now, whats the twist in this, you may ask isn't it? Well, here it is. During the conversation the guy revealed that he is HIV positive ( in laymen words AIDS). Shocking! Not that we never see such guys, as day in and out we see people who are infected and it is yet another viral disease for us which has been wrongly publicised in a rather scary way. Shocked for the fact that the guy knowing that he is infected and also knowing that this disease will be transmitted by sexual act, is still willing to have a child of his own!!!
Let me make one point clear here. Every person desiring to have a baby is normal and so is this guy. Am not against his desire. But, my concern was, this guy not only is gonna die an early death, but also will intentionally transmit the disease to his wife and also his unborn child who both will meet an early death. In simple words, he is planning for two homicides just to fulfill his desire. Is this action acceptable?? Never, as far as me in concerned.
So this background of his made my work of counselling him much more gruelsome as he is never accepting my point at all. As a last resort I asked him if his wife had come with him to which he summoned her inside the room. She was a young lady in her 20s, recently married, and she was educated till pre-university college. Knowing this I thought my job might get easier once I convince this girl about the future consequences by the guy's intentions. So, not wanting to hurt her emotions I just said that if he has sexual contact with her, even she too will get the disease and if they have a child, then chances of the kid having the disease are also high. The girl 's reaction was an affirmative nod suggesting she knew it!!
So not wasting my time, I said directly that she might die early death just because of him. Guys, you wont believe me. The PU learned girl said- I know! I don't mind dying. I just want my husband's desire to be fulfilled. Gosh!! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Is this a Karan Johar movie??!!
Speechlees for the next 5 minutes. Come'on now if you guys' were in my situation what would have you done? So, grabbing myself back to the scene, I said that he is never gonna have children because his medical condition meant he had just 0.005% chances of conceiving( which was fortunate though). Just advised him to adopt any child if he had such a strong will to raise a child and the guy finally borrowed my words when he felt that was the last option in front of him.
I was done with the guy, but what still keeps me haunting is the girl's words. I don't know who wrote the above shloka, but she was totally like that- accepting him as her husband in his sickness and also death!
My conscience keeps asking me- ಯಾಕೆ ಹೆಂಡತಿಯರೆಲ್ಲ ಹೀಗೆ!?.......

ಭಾರತೀಯರು ಹಲ್ಲಿ ಹಾಗು ಜಿರಳೆಗಳನ್ನ ಏಕೆ ತಿನ್ನುತ್ತಾರೆ?

ಭಾರತೀಯರು ಹಲ್ಲಿ ಹಾಗು ಜಿರಳೆಗಳನ್ನ ಏಕೆ ತಿನ್ನುತ್ತಾರೆ?

ಮೇಲಿನ ಈ ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆ ನೋಡಿ ಆಶ್ಚರ್ಯ ಆಯ್ತಾ? ಅರೆ, ಭಾರತೀಯರು ಯಾವಗಿಂದನಪ್ಪ ಇದನ್ನೆಲ್ಲಾ ತಿನ್ನೋಕೆ ಶುರು ಮಾಡಿದ್ರು ಅಂತ? ಇದನ್ನ ನನ್ನ ಹೆಂಡತಿ ನಂಗೆ ಕೇಳ್ದಾಗ ನಾನು ತಮಾಷೆಗೆ ಅಂತ ನಕ್ಕೆ. ಆದ್ರೆ ಇದು ನಾವುಗಳು ನಮ್ಮ ಮಕ್ಕಳನ್ನ ಓದಿಸೋ ಕಾಲ ಬಂದಾಗ ಅವರ ಟೆಕ್ಸ್ಟ್ ಬುಕ್ಕಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಈ ರೀತಿ ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆ ಕಾಣುವ ಸಾಧ್ಯತೆಗಳು 99%ಗಿಂತ ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ಇದೆ ಅಂತ ಹೇಳಿದಾಗ ಕುತೂಹಲ ಆಯ್ತು. ಹೇಗೆ ಅನ್ನೋ ಕುತೂಹಲ ನಿಮಗೂ ಇದೆಯಲ್ವಾ? ಅವಳು ಹೇಳಿದ ಸರಳ ಲಾಜಿಕ್ ಹೇಳ್ತೀನಿ ಕೇಳಿ.

ಗಾಂಧಿ ತಾತನ ಕಾಲದಿಂದಾನು ಭಾರತ ಹಳ್ಳಿಗಳಿರುವ ರಾಷ್ಟ್ರ ಅಂತಾನೆ ನಾವೆಲ್ಲಾ ಕಲಿತಿರೋದು ಹಾಗು ಅದು ಸತ್ಯ ಕೂಡ. ಯಾಕಂದ್ರೆ ತಲತಲಾಂತರದಿಂದಾನು ನಮ್ಮ ಪೂರ್ವಜರು ಹಳ್ಳಿಯಲ್ಲೇ ಇದ್ದುಕೊಂಡು ವ್ಯವಸಾಯವನ್ನೇ ಜೀವನ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಂಡವರು. ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ಉತ್ತಿ ಬಿತ್ತು ಬೆಳೆ ತೆಗೆಯೋರು ಮತ್ತು ಹೆಚ್ಚಾಗಿ ಅದೇ ಅವರ ದೈನಂದಿನ ಊಟ ಕೂಡ ಆಗಿರುತ್ತಿತ್ತು. ಸಹಜವಾಗಿ 90 ಕ್ಕೂ ಹೆಚ್ಚು ಜನ ಸಸ್ಯಹಾರಿಗಳಾಗಿದ್ದರು.
ಬೌಗೋಳಿಕವಾಗಿ ಜಗತ್ತಿನ ಏಳನೇ ದೊಡ್ಡ ರಾಷ್ಟ್ರವಾಗಿದ್ದು, ವ್ಯವಸಾಯವೇ ಅತಿ ಪ್ರಮುಖ ಆದಾಯವಾಗಿದ್ದು ಹಾಗು ಅಷ್ಟೊಂದು ಜನ ಸಸ್ಯಹಾರಿಗಳಿದ್ದು ತೀರ ಹಲ್ಲಿ ತಿನ್ನೋ ಮಟ್ಟಕ್ಕೆ ನಾವು ಇಳಿತೀವ? ವಿಪರ್ಯಸವಾದ್ರು ಇದು ಸತ್ಯ ಕಣ್ರೀ. ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ತಲೆ ಉಪಯೋಗಿಸೋದೆನು ಬೇಡ, ಯಾಕೆಂದ್ರೆ ಉತ್ತರ ನಮ್ಮ ಕಣ್ಣು ಮುಂದೆ ಬಿದ್ದು ಹೊರಳಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದೆ. ನೀವೇ ಯೋಚನೆ ಮಾಡಿ, ಸಸ್ಯಹಾರಿಗಳಾಗೆ ಉಳಿಬೇಕೂಂದ್ರೆ ಸಸ್ಯಗಳನ್ನ ಬೆಳಿಬೇಕು, ಹೌದ? ಸಸ್ಯಗಳನ್ನ ಬೆಳೆಬೇಕು ಅಂದ್ರೆ ಭೂಮಿ ಬೇಕು, ಹೌದ?
ಮತ್ತೆ, ಇಂಚು ಭೂಮಿನೂ ಬಿಡದಂಗೆ ಕಬಳಿಸ್ತ ಇರೋ ನಾಯಕರನ್ನ ನೋಡಿಕಂಡು ಸುಮ್ನಿದಿವಿ. ಅದು ಹಾಳಾಗಿ ಹೋಗ್ಲಿ, ನಾವಾದರು ನೆಟ್ಟಗಿದ್ದೀವ ಅಂದ್ರೆ ನಾವುಗಳೇ ಅಂಥವರು. ಯಾಕೆ ಹೇಳಿ, ಗಂಡ-ಹೆಂಡ್ತಿ ಇಬ್ಬರು ದುಡಿದು ಬೆಂಗಳೂರಲ್ಲಿ ಒಂದು ಸೈಟು ಮಾಡೋ ತನಕ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿ ನಿದ್ದೆ ಎರಡು ಇಲ್ಲ ನಮ್ಮಗಳಿಗೆ. ಹೆಚ್ಚಾಗ್ತಾ ಇರೋ ಮಳಿಗೆಗಳು, ರಸ್ತೆ ಹೆಸರು NICE ಆದ್ರೂನು ಟೋಲ್ ಫೀನಲ್ಲಿ ಇಲ್ಲದ ನೈಸು, ಫ್ಲೈ ಓವರ್ ಮೇಲೆ ಫ್ಲೈ ಓವರ್ ಇದ್ದ್ರುನು ಜಾಗ ಸಾಲದೇ ಇರೋ ವಾಹನಗಳು, ಭೂಮಿ ಇದ್ದರೂನು ಮಾಲಿನ್ಯದಿಂದ ಬೆಳೆಯೋಕೆ ಕಷ್ಟ ಪಡ್ತಿರೋ ರೈತರು. ಇಷ್ಟೆಲ್ಲದರ ಮಧ್ಯ ಮತ್ತೆ ಬೆಳೆಯನ್ನ ಎಲ್ಲಿ ತಾನೇ ಬೆಳಿಯೋದು? ಈಗ್ಲೇನೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಹೆಣ್ಣು ಮಕ್ಳು ಅಡಿಗೆ ಮನೆನ ಕೆಲಸದವರಿಗೆ ಬಾಡಿಗೆಗೆ ಕೊಟ್ಟಿದ್ದಾರೆ, ಹಿಂಗೆ ಆದ್ರೆ, ನಾವು ಮಾಡಿದ ಕರ್ಮಗಳ ಪ್ರತಿಪಲವಾಗಿ ತಿನ್ನೋಕು ಪರದಾಡಿ ಕೊನೆಗೆ ಚೈನಾದಲ್ಲಿ ಆಗಿರೋ ಹಾಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ದನೆಲ್ಲ ತಿನ್ನೋ ಪರಿಸ್ಥಿತಿ ಬಂದೆ ಬರುತ್ತೆ. ಆವಾಗ ನಮ್ಮ ಮಕ್ಕಳುಗಳು ಹಲ್ಲಿ ತಿನ್ನೋಹಂಗಾಗೊದ್ರಲ್ಲಿ ತಪ್ಪೇನಿಲ್ಲ ಅಲ್ವಾ. ಅಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ಭಾರತೀಯರು ಹಲ್ಲಿ ಹಾಗು ಜಿರಳೆ ತಿನ್ನೋದರ ಹಿಂದಿನ ರಹಸ್ಯ ಬಯಲಾಗುತ್ತೆ.
ಇಷ್ಟೆಲ್ಲಾ ನಡಿತಿದ್ದರುನು ನಮ್ಮ ಮಾಜಿ ಪ್ರಧಾನಿಗಳು ಬೊಂಬಢ ಬಡ್ಕೊತಾರೆ ನಮ್ಮನ್ನ ಅಧಿಕಾರಕ್ಕೆ ತಂದರೆ ಅಕ್ಕಿನ ಕೆಜಿಗೆ 2 ರೂಪಾಯಿಗೆ ಕೊಡ್ತೀವಿ. ರೀ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ, ನಮ್ಮ ರಾಜ್ಯದಲ್ಲಿ ಇರೋ ಸುಲಭ ಶೌಚಲಯನ ಉಪಯೋಗಿಸಿದರೆ 3 ರೂಪಾಯಿ ಕೊಡ್ಬೇಕು, ಅಂತಾದ್ರಲ್ಲಿ ನೀವು 2 ರೂಪಾಯಿಗೆ ಅಕ್ಕಿ ಕೊಡ್ತೀರ? ಮಾಡೋ ಕೆಲಸಗಳನ್ನ ನೆಟ್ಟಗೆ ಮಾಡಿದ್ರೆ ನೀವುಗಳು ಕೇಳಲಿಲ್ಲ ಅಂದ್ರೂನು ಅಧಿಕಾರಕ್ಕೆ ತಂದು ಕೂರಿಸೋ ದೊಡ್ಡ ಮನಸ್ಸು ನಮಗೆಲ್ಲ ಇದೆ. ಸೊ, ಮೊದಲು ಮಾಡಿ, ಆಮೇಲೆ ಮಾತಾಡಿ.

ಸರಿನೇನ್ರಿ ನನ್ನ ಮಾತು? ಹೋಗ್ಲಿ ಬಿಡಿ. ಸರಿನೋ ತಪ್ಪೋ, ಆದ್ರೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಸ್ಕೂಲನಲ್ಲಿ ಫರ್ಸ್ಟ್ ಬರ್ಬೇಕೂಂದ್ರೆ ಈಗಿಂದಾನೆ ಮೇಲಿನ ಉತ್ತರನ ಪ್ರಬಂಧ ರೂಪದಲ್ಲಿ ರೆಡಿ ಮಾಡಿತ್ತುಕೊಳ್ಳೋಣ . ಒಂದಾದರು ಒಳ್ಳೆ ಕೆಲಸ ಮಾಡಿದ್ದೀವಿ ಅಂತ ಮಕ್ಳು ಖುಷಿ ಆಗ್ತವೆ.
ಅದ್ಸರಿ ಯಾರಾದ್ರೂ ಹಲ್ಲಿ ತಿಂದು ಅಭ್ಯಾಸ ಇದ್ರೆ ಟೇಸ್ಟು ಹೆಂಗಿರತ್ತೆ ಅಂತ ಹೇಳ್ರಿ. Mentally ಪ್ರಿಪೇರ್ ಆಗೋಣ ಅಂತ.

SUPER- My review!

Satisfaction, happiness, thought provoking, memories.... I think the only media through which we can probably gain these emotions inside us is CINEMA. I never thought I would write something like this in my blog, but it was inevitable. Some feelings have to be put out to just relieve yourself. So am just doing the same. All the previously mentioned emotions clubbed together in a single movie is too much to ask for. Is it? Yes, but I surely got my money worth and all those feelings by watching a movie today i.e., "SUPER".

As we all know its a movie directed by Upendra after a ten year long hiatus and it just made me think that we certainly missed him and his creative thoughts in this past ten years. Yes, Uppi has certainly made a movie we all Kannadigas ought to be proud of. Its a movie which our Indian cinema needs to take a look at. Coz if you miss this, you are probably missing out one of the chapters of film-making.
The movie makes you sit through the whole 150 minutes without even blinking an eye . Am not exaggerating, right from the title card itself the audience will be involved. You can't even miss the title card. I have been thinking ways to tell the storyline, but apart from a single sentence that-it is a movie in which the hero dreams and achieves the futuristic India, I am not able to tell the story at all. Because its the screenplay which makes you come out of the movie enjoying every inch of it but unable to say the story. That has been the trademark style of Uppi and he has proved it again.
The scenes are so meticulously etched out that you will realize you can't imagine the next scene or predict the end ever. The scene in which Uppi confronts his father in front of a crowd, riduculing Indians in such a way that, we can just laugh on ourself and yet realize the impact of his thought behind that scene. Uppi's imagination about futuristic India appears so simple yet we feel why we didn't think like that. He defines the meaning of true Indian. Nayantara as the lead actress is clinical in her job and so are other characters.
Two more things which make the movie different and should laud him for his clear idea in achieving them is- the character of a FAMOUS JOURNALIST of highly circulating weekly of kannada . And the second one is the picturisation of the song -"naanu sooper ranga".Its probably an epitomy of a song how to be picturised.
All in all its a movie which is worth your money, worth your time and worth Uppis' efforts. Don't miss it. Final words to Upendra,( I know he may not read it, but) please do not take a break from directing movies and you are the best creative director to be present in the industry. Keep us entertaining.

INDESCRIBABLE!!!

One day, while I was trying to put my nephew who is 4 years old into sleep, he asked me, "mama, when I was very small what did I address you as?". Now the situations is such that a 4 year old kid who has just learnt to articulate a few meaningful sentences, is wondering what he was in his still younger days!!

It sounds astonishing when we understand the fact that we humans are never tired of knowing things. Yes, ofcourse am not speaking of syllabus in our days of schooling, the things which we do not get to learn in school seems so fascinating to all of us. Though the kind of feel which bubbles inside us when we learn a thing new to us is indescribable, the satisfaction which we get when we apply that knowledge learnt into practicality and succeed is probably like a blind person imagining how Aishwarya Rai looks like!!! Yes, its true that such a feel cannot be put into words and even if we give it a shape with words, it sounds exaggerated. So its just like hearing a picture or seeing a music. Indescribable!

Such was the situation today wherein I myself am. To share the background for this feel I need to go back a month, when as per our rotational duty postings I was posted to a unit( a unit is a mini branch of a department, say for in our surgery department we have 5 units and each unit gets to do duty on one day a week apart from saturday and sunday). So on duty on Friday, we got a case of RTA( road traffic accident) at around 3:30 pm in the afternoon. I have to clarify one thing that I can disclose only few laymen things in here and can't give out any details which are confidential and come under our medical ethics. So the guy, named X, was run over by a four wheeler vehicle over his chest and upper abdomen. On admission the condition of the guy necessitated that we had to operate on him to give him any glimmer of hope for survival. So explaining the situation to his bystanders we took him to surgery and intra-operative findings too dimmed our hopes that we could see the patient recovering at all.
The operation went very well. Everyone of us will have heard the dialogue in movies that-"operation success, but patient dead", right?? Well before entering this field that dialogue sounded funny to me too that how can that be possible when success and failure go hand in hand? But, its true that sometime operation part will be perfect but the patients' response to that post-operatively during the time of recovery will be very weak and he may succumb to it. So we expected that Mr. X might not recuperate his stress. He was on life support system for 15 days. He was conscious and responding to our commands and recognise us all the treating doctors. He though was recovering very well and certainly stronger than we expected.
So, as per rotation. in the beginning of this month I was posted elsewhere with new patients and new unit. Today evening I went back to my old unit and found this Mr. X lying in the very first bed. It took me some time to recognise him as he had lost weight and in fact he did recognise me and got up and spoke to me. His words were -" ಸರ್, ಎಲ್ಲಿದ್ದೀರಾ ಈಗ? ಬಹಳ ದಿನದಿಂದ ಕಾಣಿಸಲೇ ಇಲ್ಲ. ಬಾಳ ಚನ್ನಾಗಿ ನೋಡ್ ಕೊಂಡಿ ಜೀವ ಉಳ್ಸಿದ್ರಿ ಸಾರ್ ನೀವೆಲ್ಲ..." and all through his words his hands were folded in front of his chest!!
WOW. How could have I felt then? No words! To be honest, these are the moments that make us feel worth of being a doctor. My entire unit-mates will never forget this Mr. X.
I could have probably given a nice finishing to this article, but as I said no more words..........just......WOW............. Its like a blind guy imaging Aishwarya Rai in his vision. Only he can enjoy it, outsiders can just see that smile on his face:-)

THANK YOU AMMA:-)

Anger!

Yes, the most dreadful enemy you can ever have is your own anger. Its true that you can use the same anger in a positive way but, when it has all the ingredients to spoil you 99 times and help you only once, its an obvious indication that we shed it off, right?!

Set aside the situations wherein our friends, relatives or any other stranger comes under the wrath of our anger. Many a times, probably innumerable times, the one person who is constantly under the wrath of our anger will be our own MOTHER!! Don't agree with me? Then just answer among yourself if you have ever done this to your mom;

" Where's my favourite T-shirt in the cupboard, did you displace it?" "Am not finding my book, did you take it?" "Oh gosh, the same old idlis/dosas/rice, don't you cook anything else?" "Why isn't my clothes ironed, I need them right now?" "I need to watch the English Premiere League, set aside your serial for one day". Atleast I will be honest to myself and say that 'yes', I have treated my mom sometimes as if she is meant to take care of me only and didn' care for her emotions. I know that we all love our mom more than anything in this world, eventhen why do we often keep doing this to our mom?

I know its neither mother's day nor woman's day to bring up this topic, but my plight now made me share it. Recently I had to be alone at home as mom-dad had to go to our village back for some work and so had to manage my duties at the hospital and also look after my tummy 3 times a day. So my mom's concern was as to what will I do with my food arrangements. Before leaving she told some hundered times to take care of it and I was like, 'Mom, am married now. Stop treating me like a kid.' I was confident that I know to cook a few dishes, courtesy again my mom, and I can just pass off these 7 days of self cooking and show to my mom that 'What a big deal!'

Well, for the first two days I did justify myself and cooked something edible and even told my mom that ' Whats there in cooking, see am working and cooking both at the same time. Don't worry.' The third day was my real test, my initial enthusiam was dipping and in the midway of my cookery show, the gas supply ended and had to change it. So due to unexpected interference to my work, my whole process went haywire and my dish was edible just becasue I had nothing else left either to eat or to cook afreash. I was so angry on myself for failing. Come'on! On whom am I angry and why? It took a while to realise that many a times when a lil bit of something was missing in the dishes cooked by mom, I used to tell her" Mom, you are getting old and losing your skills". Pity on me!! My mother has been doing this work of cooking and looking after the family without any complaints for the past 40 odd years and me fed up for just 3 days??? Thats it!?

Its not only my story, many of us behave the same. The present tech-savy generation speaks so politely to some unknown creature on the other side of a phone or ask sorry when we accidentally brush our legs to someone in public or even help pur friends with many stuffs. But how many times have we thanked our mothers for cooking our dishes, washing our clothes and even taking care of us? I don't know why do we have that ego to thank our very own cause of existence. No mother expects her child to appreciate her, thats because she never does these works to impress us. She knows that her child needs her. Its our conscience which has to wake up and realise that she too feels heavens in her arms if her child showers love on her. Though it sounds new to literally thank our mother with words, it has a simple way to do it too. No need to express that openly if you can't, but as pointed out earlier, lets cut down our unwanted anger on our mothers. Do not take her for granted and thats the biggest thanking we can give.Lets wake up, better late than never, and let us take this opportunity to thank our mothers for "BEING OUR MOTHER".

SORRY MOM IF I HAVE HURT YOU EVER AND GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE TO BE YOUR OFFSHOOT:-)

TO DRUNKARDS, WITH LOVE.

Everyone is quite familiar with the saying " Learn from your mistakes", isn't it? I guess its a yes for an answer. But the question is, ' Do we really?' And this time around its never a clear yes, right!!

Since decades or may be be since centuries our so called 'ಪೋಲಿ'ticians are trying(?) to ban liquor from the society!!! Surprisingly, they are successful too. Now, no one drinks in the society; they just stay 'tight' at home itself. The reason to bring out the topic of "alcoholism" now is simple- may be people aren't fed of drinking; but we doctors are bored and have become emotionless seeing them dying each and everyday. The worst part is, we stand helpless watching the soul packing its journey towards heaven (coz its only there you get "ಮದಿರ" ಟು ಡ್ರಿಂಕ್ ಆಫ್ಟರ್ death) right in front of our eyes in the emergency wards.

Last month in my duty, at around 12 midnight, a male in his 40s was brought to our casualty, complaining of pain abdomen since 2 days. The patient was in distress and appeared toxic, and all preliminaries tests were done and it was found out that the patient had 'alcoholic cirrhosis' and was in pre-hepatic failure state. Funny part is, on enquiring his wife about his alcohol habits, she said she used to serve alcohol everyday at home just to avoid him from going to bar ("ಸತಿ ಸಾವಿತ್ರಿ"). The patient was a chronic alcoholic from past 25 years( so it makes that he had drinking habit since 15 yrs of age) and his plight was explained to the wife saying that his liver is damaged beyond repair and only solution was either afford for a transplant or wait for the nature to take its natural course of action( death in simple words). As expectantly they just preferred to wait till the patient passes away.

It might sound so cruel for outsiders' but we see such cases everyday and we feel helpless that despite being healers, we just can't help them unless they help themselves. Am not saying that we should ban liquor and be teetotalers, but at least we must know our limits and stop everything beyond the line.

I just remember a funny line( actually its an educative tag line by govt. of Karnataka to discourage drinking)-" ಮಧ್ಯಪಾನ ಮಾಡಿ , ವಾಹನ ಚಾಲನೆ ಮಾಡಬೇಡಿ" instead of being ಮಧ್ಯಪಾನ ಮಾಡಿದಾಗ ವಾಹನ ಚಾಲನೆ ಮಾಡಬೇಡಿ, its like encouraging them to drink, but not drive. Poor govt.,.

So wherever you are, its for all DRUNKARDS, WITH LOVE- "HELP US HELP YOU".

ಜಸ್ಟ್ ಮಾತ್ ಮಾತಲ್ಲಿ....

Its been too long since i last posted in my blog and here I am, back in the business. And i do promise to myself that I'l be regularly updating the facts and fictions of my life, henceforth. My own world and the one around me has changed dramatically in a span of time when my body completed its one full journey, around the sun, i.e., a year since i last posted. Another milestone has been etched in the path of my life. Life till now was a "carefree" bird and since the wedding its been a "careful" bird. Err, i know you people think the other way round, so, before u conclude wrong meaing of the words, let me explain. "Carefree" was the attitude then, coz whatever the consequences of my action, were entirely on me; "Careful" is the attitude now, coz, it is not only me, now I have a soulmate who will also bear the grunt of my actions. That does not mean I have become extracautious. Life is the same with only a new soul being a part of your routine. Every friend of mine starts the conversation over the phone with a preformed sentence- ಏನಪ್ಪ ಹೆಂಗಿದೆ ಮ್ಯಾರೀಡ್ ಲೈಫು? To be honest, "there is not a change". It gives you more secure feeling in life that, once you end your day, you have a person waiting for you to talk you out of your day's frustrations, share your day's success, ward off your day's sadness, face your silly anger and yet give you back a soothing smile. In simple words, a partner is your stress buster. And do not forget that you need to be their stress buster too, which most of the times we tend to overlook at. I hereby wish all my friends who are gonna enter their wedlock sooner or later to find the best possible stress buster of your life.

So, other than my wedding, in the last one year few of my friends also have entered their ಗೃಹಸ್ತಾಶ್ರಮ. To name a few, Dr.Sai Krishna,Dr. Tejal, Dr.Harish, Dr. Nafseer, Dr. shubratha, Archana, Manohar and PMP. Hey people welcome to the alumnus!

On the career front,I have entered into the second year of my postgraduation now. Surgery is getting interesting day by day, yet scary with the potential risks involved.

A couple, who both happen to be common friends of mine and Latha, Goutham and Teju had come back to hometown davanagere from US after a year and half. Did meet them and spend some nice time over lunch. Happy to see the couple( one year seniors to us in wedding:-) ) having splendid comfortness with each other and each other's families. Hey guys wish you lots of love and success always. By the time you read this blog, i guess you will be back in US. Bon Voyage.

And lastly, its often to forget our own families isn't it? My appa, amma, akka, bhaava, amshi and also everybody in Latha's family are having quiet time in their day to day proceedings. So then, I will sign off now and be back with a story of DAY TIME ROBBERS IN NOKIA CARE in davanagere. Until then, happy times to all of you.!