Bad emergency

Today’s was a really tiring emergency day. Yesterday night, I could sleep for around an hour only as one of my patient got bad in the early morning hours. I had to stabilize her and to transfer her to a different department. I achieved that by around 11.30 AM. After that, I joined the OPD and then I went to the ward. After finishing my work, I got back to my emrgency department without having lunch.

Therefore, I felt a lot tired. I didn’t wash up for the surgeries later on in the night. I managed to sleep for around an hour and half co-ordinating with my houseman.

Tomorrow, I plan to go to get my speakers etc. in the afternoon. Therefore, no sleep then as well.

Another holiday

Today, for the third day in consecution, the he-bitch spoilt my day. He is so crazy. The craziest part of his craziness is that he doesn’t make eye contact when he first me. Instead, like when cats fight with each other, he eyeballs are skewed and focussed in a totally different direction.

I was able to get out of the hospital at around 3.30 pm and since then I’m on the computer trying to get some more reviews about Samsung LCD monitors. I want to badly go for a 17″ TFT/LCD monitor. But I don’t know if my budget will allow me.

Meanwhile, I’m back to e-mailing with my folks who have apologized to me. It definitely felt odd hearing/reading the apology. But still, I think I deserved it.

Yet another interesting thing is that I’m keeping in touch with the set of friends I earned during the period of the strike. That is a good sign. I hope I can build on such friendships.

Updates on my friends

Today was a busy day. The he-bitch complicated things further by forcing me to work extra late on a pre-holiday (yes, tomorrow’s a holiday!). Another saddening thing that my wards were sickeningly overpopulated. The male ward is about almost double its capacity.

But the bright point is that I was able to catch up with two of my best friends. Dr. R. is enjoying his life, the life which is not involving the hassles of a post-graduation course. He has started his own clinic and whenever I call him, he seems to be occupied with a patient or so.

Chuck is also doing okay. This is despite the troubles with his brother and his wife who are heading for divorce. He is going to become a fucken Dad in about 6 months time. That is almost eerily weird.

May is also doing okay. She has joined a Neonatal ICU in a metro down south and is enjoying here time back with kids.

Now, I’m left with Mr. Lion and Ray. Ray, as you all know, is on a high in cruising. He is also preparing for his exams.

I think I’m going to have to e-mail Mr. Lion and ask how he is.

The day I got a parking ticket

Today, for the first time after I started my residency, I was able to come fresh for an OPD. Yes, I was able to take a shower just before the afternoon OPD. I felt so fresh that I couldn’t believe it. But that came at compromise of a meal. I wasn’t able to have my lunch.

Later on in the evening, I grabbed an opportunity to take a look at the Lamington Road again in search of computer monitor options. I was disappointed with the response from all the vendors who said that they cannot show me the monitor in action. In fact, they were not even willing to listen/list the features. Everyone wanted me to do my homework on the internet and come.

Then came the ultimate surprised. When I came back to take my scooter, I came to know that it had been towed away. Yes. This is another first. When I managed to go to the chowky where by bike was, I learnt that I had parked in front of a parking sign which was in front of a gate! What a stupid reason.

I had to reach back early because my he-bitch was exploding everyday.

Another guy from the hospital

It’s been a long time since I posted about ‘gay’ looking people in real life. I don’t know why though, I was reading something on the internet and I just remembered that there is this guy in the hospital who is so gay looking.

This guy is a physiotherapist student and I I suspect I’ve seen him in one of the GB meetings. In hindsight, that seems like a very attractive profession. You can touch up and fondle up people when you are a physiotherapist. At my native place, there is this physiotherapy student, a friend of my friend, who always keeps on boasting how he gets laid with his clients. Maybe this guy is also getting offers.

Anyway, he is fair, tall, cute and has a great looking spectacles. He is very effeminate in talk as well as gestures. Now, I have made eye contact with him twice. But he has not responded back. Now, don’t get confused. I’m not getting attracted to him or anything. It is just that ‘I get that you are like me’ look.

My newfound lust

Today morning, I got up reading a message from my senior. He wanted me to come early for rounds. That sounded suspicious. Suspicious of the fact whether he finally came to know that I hung out a lot at the apartment these days. I quickly got ready and reached the hospital.

As usual, Mr. he-bitch came late. But his attitude sort of confirmed my suspicion. He was sort of more aggressive and demanding. No whining suited to the bitchiness that he’s known for. But still.

After having wound up everything on my side in the hospital, here I’m figuring out if my lust for LCD/TFT monitors can be substantiated or not. I am still 50 50. But I so want to have a sleek looking LCD monitor in my room where I can read up a lot from the web.

S., my old drum partner, whose family I had issues with once, might be coming to Mumbai to study Audio engineering. That’s one good news.

The break

I was waiting all of the day for the time when I would get free and go to Xander’s. As usual, things went wrong at the wrong times in the hospital meaning that I was unable to even find time to take some rest in between.

I’d actually wanted to finish 2 of the three errands businesses that have been remaining pending for some time now. Because of the dearth of time, I’d to choose one. I chose going to the Hutch office and sorting out my bill issues. To my happiest surprise, the last month’s bill only amounted to just 970 Rs. That includes all the GPRS browsing that I did. That’s just awesome!

Now, 2 things remain. My subwoofer which is for repair and my guitar which is messed up in the issue regarding the validity of the warranty in the electronic parts of the guitar.

Finally, when I got free, I decided to buy some beef fry and Parottas for Xander. He, like me, misses food most after leaving Kerala. On the way I bumped into a computer owner in the hostel and chatted up about my purchase. I did gain some insight on the subject which is taking all of my attention these days.

It was around 10.40 when I reached Xander’s. I was surpirsed not to find Perry there; he had become a likeable but predictable company during my latest visits to Xander’s place. Even more surprising, two new persons – Sundace a colleague of Xander who is lot into alternative music and M. who was Xander’s college mate.

Sundace took me by surprise because of her sex (I’m very not used to hanging out with females), her physique (chubby, lots of boobyland), her likes (Alternative rock from Lifehouse to Collective Soul to John Mayor to Alice in Chains) and cheerfulness.

M. is into movie production and similar stuff. He has this amazing tattoo on his right arm. He is the kind of dumbish person who always laughs. Never sounds or looks serious. He also had this stupidly funny sounding ‘My Grandfather in law did this, didn’t do this’ joke line. I’ve not heard of that before.

Although we tried jamming, becuase of so many reasons, the main being the fact that Xander wasn’t focussed like he normally is, our jam sessions was a drag. Honestly, too many gaps and pauses. I had this feeling that Xander was purposefully doing this to maybe highlight the point that he had stated earlier; that his ‘flow in music’ was fading away due to the scarcity of my visits and jam sessions.

But the most fun part was that the jokes and sarcasm in the weird conversation that we all had till we slept. I enjoyed that a lot!

Explicit content – The ultimate cruising experience – Ray is the master

Yesterday, I heard the most daring bizarre cruising episode that Ray ever indulged in. I didn’t detail because until the whole thing grew up on me. Without further ado..

Ray was coming back to my hometown from his home in a public bus. The time was around 2 pm to 4 pm. He jacked off an fiftyish guy in the packed bus in the presence of almost all of his family – his wife, son, daughter in law etc.

CRAZY SHIT!

I couldn’t believe he pulled it off. I mean, how daring. Much like the gay version of ‘Who Dares Wins’. And I felt like I’m the biggest loser in this world without even having one cruising experience.

Honestly, I can’t still imagine the expert craftsmanship that he has for this. I can’t detail it of course. But still!

Ray is so awesome!

Computer plans

In the afternoon off tha I got, I went to the bank and applied for my new debit card. Then, I talked about taking a personal loan for my PC. They said they will get back to me regarding that.

My speaker which is given for service and the guitar which is given for repair are both not done yet. So my visit to South Mumbai was wasted. Now I’m sitting here typing in all the updates.

In between, I met Ray online. I’m very happy about that. He half-briefed me about another jack-off in the bus. I’m so waiting for him to detail it to me on the phone.

This Sunday’s Xander’s birthday. I hope I can celebrate in a big way. I’ve already almost totally made up my mind about not going home for the leave that I’m getting. Instead, I plan to hang out with Xander, chill and maybe take a PC.

By the way, Jerry’s birthday is also coming up coming Thursday!

The spat

I don’t know how to explain how badly I want to go back home. I want to hang out like how I used to for one last time before Ray finishes his studies and goes home. Besides I want a break. I had taken the opportunity to ask my lecturer about a leave next month. He denied it at first citing the strike as a reason.

But persistence from my side made me him grant a 4 day leave. I asked about air tickets and it would cost around 10 grand for me to make it to and fro. I’m thinking about it for the last week or so.

I asked my sister and she said that it is not a good idea just because there is a family function coming up on the weekend where I’m going and it’ll mess up my plans with my friends.

When I called up folks tonite, I heard the same bad things that I hate to hear. My Mom repeatedly said that I’m selfish, that I don’t maintain contacts and I took all the wrong decisions in my life. They wanted me to not come home and work out my issues with the debit card/bank account/licence etc.

I got so pissed tha I hung up on them. Later I had a talk with my sister who asked me to not be too childish. But I can’t help it. I wanted to get away from home so that things will remain okay between me and my folks. Nothing. Everything’s the same. The same dirty truth.

Now I’m thinking of flying to my home town and staying with my friends without even letting know my folks that I’m around. That’s crazy. But that’s how bad I feel.