To Kiss God on His Nose.

I want t kiss God on His nose and watch Him sneeze
and so do you.
Not out of disrespect.
Out of pique.
Out of a man-to-man thing.
Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. “Jesus Dies.”
Mood : Angry, but thinking clearly.
You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star.
– Friedrich Nietzsche
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Somebody Should Leave

I have been packing up to leave, and been getting more and more morose by the minute. Not exactly morose, but more of a dragging, heavy sense of weightiness, that says “this is done, and the next is here again”. And even as much as I have hated and ranted about this place, it has [...]

One Day, One Room

Today was rather awfully bland.
Nothing happened.
Very nondescript, grey kind of day.
Dreamed a lot, that’s probably why.
This kind of day always leaves me discontent.
Like a huge waste of time, of having done nothing, simply wasting time and energy in nothing.
Waste of space and breath and time, such an awful blip in the whole time continuum.
I’d rather [...]

Sempre In Excreta, Solo Profundum Variat.

Today is one of those days when I remember exactly why I named this blog Wasted Years and added the bit about the bonded slavery too.
Today’s been one of those days when despite having nearly 40 odd days in aggregated leave, I got told I could take 3 days off for Christmas, instead of a [...]

Why I Run.

No, I do not run to lose weight.
I run for a hundred other reasons, none of which are the ones anyone usually cites.
I run because I love waking up in the morning – when everyone is asleep and even the cicada’s are silent.
I run to feel the cold water on my face, the best [...]

Love Letter Time

Right now :
I’m listening to Celine Dion singing Surprise, Surprise. Nice new album, by the way, Taking Chances.
I’m also trying to compose a half good love letter. No, dear readers, this is not for any significant other in my life. Rather, a local mag is running a love letter contest, and with my distinct lack [...]

Do Not Do This To Your Doctor

I have had a bizarre couple of weeks.
First the guy who was supposed to alternate night duties with me upped and left.
So have been doing an inhumanly long series of duties.
During which I have had patients for whose explicit use the best selling guide : Do Not Do This To Your Doctor 101 was written. [...]

Cow Under My Window

As for the rest of my life post my I-escape-by reading-and-all-I-do-is-read lifestyle, I have finally come up to a decent livable BMI.
From being 17 in Final year, I have now, in the 4 months that I have spent in this place, gained 4 kgs in weight, and that in my standards is a thing to [...]

A Wedding And A Funeral

One of the nurses that I worked with is getting married today. I’ve been looking forward to this for quite a while – nearly a month in fact – she’s a lovely person : funny, sensible, smart and dedicated to her work. Not to forget the fact that she played a really big role in [...]

Why I Am Not A Professional Bungee Jumper

This post is primarily because a reader asked me why I was having doubts about being a doctor for the rest of my life, after ostensibly slogging my ass off to get in.
My first instinct was the thought that I hadn’t asked to be a doctor, that I had stumbled into it, writing the entrance [...]