HUMAN LIFE AND SEA

On a hot summer day, my family and me decided to go for a long drive on ECR and spend the evening on the seashore. We arrived there around the sunset time. Since it was a evening, the cool breeze added charm and pleasure to our pleasant sea side walk. While walking slowly on the border of sand and water, I got some thoughts about this life. Everytime the water touched my feet, I felt that it wanted to tell me something. So I wished to dig out what was troubling my mind and heart. I went back to the shore, sat quietly and was absorbing the pleasant sea. During the time I spent on the seashore, I comtemplated deeply on the nature of the sea and how it helps us to develop our personality.

The beautiful sea teaches our the two most important qualities that every person needs in his life, “vastness” and “absorption”.

Sea is soo vast that the other side of the sea is never seen by an ordinary person until he develops a magnitude in his personality. An ordinary person’s vision needs further expansion from himself, his family and a close social circle, to ultimately think of the whole creation. There should be no room for lower tendencies like hatred, anger and jealously.

The next most important quality that every person on this world should learn from a sea is “absorption”. It absorbs whatever is merged into it. All mighty rivers carry all the filth created by human beings and ultimately merge into the sea and it accepts all of them.

Life before death...

Recently, I read a book, which was an eye opener for me. I felt like sharing a few dewdrops from it. Even if its not going to bring great changes in your life, it will definitely scratch your mind for few minutes. I generally like to read the interesting chapters of the book in the beginning and then go for the remaining chapters. As I was going thru the index of this book, I got struck with one topic which didn’t let my eyes go further down. The topic was “Life before death”. It just scratched my mind for few minutes and increased my interest to read that topic immediately.

As I was reading thru the lines, I felt the author was 100% correct in what he wanted to tell the people of this world. Generally, one interesting aspect of life which is usually debated is “What happens after death”. The author has seen this issue from a totally different viewpoint. The author questions back, which of the two, “life after death” or “life before death”, is more important??? Naturally, the answer would be “life before death” is more important.

In today’s world, most of us are not living even in our present lives. We waste time on unwanted issues and spoiling others lives without caring about the precious nature of our life. For such persons, the question of ‘whether there is a life after death’ is meaningless because they are dead even in their lives before death. And if we really live well before death, perhaps, there will be no life after death. Thus the question of “life after death” is irrelevant.

Like many people have already compared life with mathematics, even I wish to follow their footsteps. Life is a “Book of Mathematics” written by the great author God Almighty. He has composed it in a very methodical and interesting way. For every chapter, he has given the theories and explainations in the beginning with solved examples followed by unsolved problems. The theories and explanations are the precious moments of our lives every second,which teaches us ample number of things as what to do and what not to do. The solved examples are our elders, family members, friends, relatives, collegues, every single person around us. They are the living examples from whom we get to know our life better as they must have crossed the same situations as we are in now. Some might be good examples while some might turn out to be bad, from whom we need to learn things which we shouldn’t follow in our lives. And then the unsolved problems which are given to us to solve with the help of the above said theories, explanations and solved examples. These are given to us to check whether we have understood the how the life has to be lived in the right way. God has thought us the concept of life and now its our wish to follow him and reach the correct solution or to stagnate in the same unsolved positions with our own distractions. The most important thing is, god will never give us any problem without a solution. At the end of the book, the solutions for each and every problem has already been printed. We shouldn’t expect others to solve our problems. If we do, then at the end we are the ones who will be losing the thrill of our life. So face each and every problem with courage and confidence, there are many good hearts around us to help us with their lending hands. Don’t hold the cruel hands and land up no where.

Life can be lived only once, if you live it right once is enough!!

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself !!

A Tiny swimming

For the past few days I have been watching a small girl in my swimming class. She is one of the cutest kids I have seen till now. I was always excited to watch her whenever I go for my swimming class. For no reason I didn’t try talking to her or tried to make friendship with her but watched from a distance. She must be around 4 years old. I don’t even know her name, so let me call her as Sweety for this blog. She will be very small. Her height will be approximately reaching my hip. Her hands and feet were soo tiny, I just feel embracing her with my arms. But I was not able to watch her activities for a long time as I had my own lessons to learn.

After a while, I decided to watch my Sweety’s activity for sometime. That was a quite sunny day, I entered my gym, went to the changing room and prepared myself to get into the pool. Eagerly I was watching the entrance of the pool for the tiny girl, but she didn’t turn up till then. So I decided to swim for sometime till she comes. Few minutes from then, there comes a little cute girl with even more tiny beach dress which was blue in colour with yellow, red, pink flowers. It was above her knee, with upper back open and a cute yellow knot around her neck. She looked awesome in that dress. She had a mushroom cut which was the highlight to her face. Her ears carried a cute teddy earring which was apt for her. Then by holding her mom’s hands, with all excitement she went into the changing room and came out with her pleasant blue swimsuit, blue head cover and blue goggles. I assumed that her favourite colour must be blue.

On observing her I could find that she was least interested in learning swimming but very much interested in playing in the pool. On her first day into the pool, the instructor left her free to get used to the water level in the kids pool. She was extremely happy in the pool, by running, splashing the water, hitting the water and I guess she must have loved the water colour as it was also blue. I could see the divine of happiness in her face, with innocent laughs. At that point of time, all she knows is happiness, happiness n happiness only. She has no worries about how her life going to be in future as a girl, her carrier, tortures and happiness in her life. I wish she enjoys her life like this till the end which most of us are not able to get it because of people surrounding us waiting to spoil our happiness without any reason. Oops sorry for diverting. Let’s get back into the kids pool. On second day, instructor started her training session. There comes the frown in Sweety’s face. She was soo scared to swim. The first step was to put the head down into the water which she totally hates to do till today. The instructor and her mother will be sitting on the stone bench near the pool and will keep motivating her to swim but she was very scared of drowning into the pool. I was astonished to see her mom with soo much enthusiasm, she keeps supporting her, scolding her and somehow makes her legs and hands move in the water. All I can see in her eyes is, she wants to feel proud of her daughter as she swims from one end of the pool to the other. The instructor tried her level best to put her head into the pool, but Sweety was not cooperating for it at any cost. The way she puts her goggles on her eyes with those tiny fingers was such a pleasant scene to watch. Outside the pool without water she swings her hands very well but into the water her fear is stopping her from moving her legs and hands in a free motion. When she gets deep into the water, she flutters her legs and hands to come out of the water. It resembled like a small sparrow struggling in water for its life. The instructor used to get into the pool after a while and take Sweety to the adults pool to get her out of the fear. Sweety is soo clever, the moment she sees the instructor getting into the changing room, she creates a big screaming drama with her cute voice and wipes of her tears every second and pleads her mom to get back home. Then as soon as the instructor comes out with her swimsuit costume, she will pull her mom to the dressing room to go to restroom. She comes out after a big struggle and then her mom will literally push her into the pool and the instructor will catch her. When the class for the day is over, her mom will be drenched more than Sweety. Her mom used to swim outside the pool to make her daughter to swim.

As I was watching this kid, personally I felt that she was very small and immature, physically and mentally to go for swimming. At this age, she would love to enjoy in water as her mind wishes, rather than listening to a instructor and do accordingly. Anyways as she grows up as a girl in our society, she would become a puppet in many people hands in different stages of her life if her fate is bad and have to dance according to their wishes without even having time to think what she wants to do in her life. Hope her life doesn’t go like a puppet. I wish her success in her life and live it upto her wish and expectations.

A hot cup of coffee

Being a coffee addict how can I miss writing about it. I hope many people all over the world are very much addicted to coffee but taste differs. There are two types of coffee, instant and filter. I hate to drink instant coffe. I love "hot strong south indian filter coffee with extra sugar" :)

I admit the fact that i became a fan of filter coffee because of my great grandma. She is such an experienced lady who has inspired me to get into kitchen.The way she explaining the method of preparing a hot filter coffee, u would actually fall in love with that coffee and will get a satisfaction of having such a tasty coffee. Infact tasting of all brands of coffee especially filter coffee is my major hobby. Whichever restaurant i go, either its a top class 7 star restaurant or a platform coffee shop, how muchever my tummy is full, I just can't resist myself from tasting atleast a sip of the aromatic filter coffee.

Then one fine cold day, I decided to hav a coffee, purely prepared by me without my mom's help. So i quickly got ready with my full sleeve red tshirt n blue jeans as it was cold outside, took my bag n rushed to my car( as if, this world is going to end in another one hour :) ). Then drove my car straight to a famous coffee brewing shop near my home which I always loved to have. With all excitement, i entered the shop and asked the shop keeper for a nice special filter coffee powder. That was the first time i went into that shop. He brewed 70% of beads of fresh coffee beans with 30% chicory. Now I got my coffee powder and rushed back home.

With all preparations mentally and physically, I entered my kitchen. I was quite nervous,and started my work. I opened the refrigerator to take out the milk packet. With the cute little scissors which my mom has kept exclusively for cutting milk packets, I cut opened the packet at one edge and poured the pure white milk into the pan and added very little water, so that i could have a thick coffee :P . As the milk was boiling, I started my preparation to make the filter coffee drips.

I like it when coffee is brewed with a metal device that resembles two cylindrical cups, one of which has a pierced bottom that nests into the top of the "tumbler" cup, leaving ample room underneath to receive the brewed coffee.The upper cup is loaded with fresh ground coffee mixed with chicory (~2 tablespoons of mixture per serving). The grounds are gently compressed with the stemmed disc into a uniform layer across the cup's pierced bottom. With the press disc left in place, the upper cup is nested into the top of the tumbler and boiling water is poured inside. The lid is placed on top, and the device is left to slowly drip the brewed coffee into the bottom. The chicory sort of holds on to the hot water a little longer, letting the water extract more flavour from the coffee powder. The coffee drips is usually known as "teekotion". When each drop of coffee drips, the aroma will be pulling us towards the cup to drink it without even mixing with milk or sugar.

Then one more condition for my coffee time is to have the coffee in Traditional Madras-style Dabarah (or) Davarah and tumbler placed with the open end facing down as customary. i took it out from the shelf in this model and slowly turned the tumbler. Carefully i opened the upper cylindrical cup and poured the coffee drips into the tumbler and added white crystals of sweetest sugar( in extra amout). Typically I started pouring back and forth between the dabarah and the tumbler in huge arc-like motions of the hand. For a moment I went through all coffee famous places like Coorg, Yercaud, Niligiris etc. Oops my god while I was indulged in that aroma, i complelely forgot about the boiling milk and quickly turned off the gas stove. After i completely mixed, i could see the bubbles on that dark solution. To that aromatic solution, i added the hot white bubbling milk carefully without pouring on my dress which i often does :).

Now almost my dream became true but I wanted to have it in a peacefull place. So i quickly took the dubarah and tumbler with the coffee to my balcony before it gets cold. I sat on my favourite swing. It was around 6 in the evening and the clouds was neither bright nor dark with green plants aroung me and soft wind on my face taking me to my sweet memories. In that pleasant surrounding, I mixed my hot coffee back and forth between dararah and tumbler and i could sense the aromatic coffee with free drizzles on my face with the grrrrrr sound.Awesome, now comes the climax, i took the tumbler edge in my finger tips (as it was hot)and went towards my lips and took a sip. Hmm Hmmm Hmmmm mind blowing feeling. As the coffee drips on my tongue i felt the taste of a WARM TYPICAL SOUTH INDIAN FILTER COFFEE, and when it flowed into my food pipe, i felt like it was a WARM HUG to my body in that cold weather. It was an "eternal treat". Every human should feel the taste of the coffee atleast once in his lifetime.

Whatever it is, i will admit one more fact that nothing can equalise MY MOM's coffee. wowww I get an ultimate godly feel when I sip my mom's preparation. Ofcourse every person's first favourite cook will be their mother, i m not an exception from this.

Blog about my charming Prince

I don't know the reason why I chose to write a blog after three years. May be its because of the happiness given by my prince has driven me to write this blog. Kindly forgive me if there are any mistakes.

Well, this topic might scratch many people minds as when did I find my prince, who is it, where did it happen and lot more doubts.

Let me give you few facts about him. To start with, he is such a nice person. People will fall in love with him at the first sight. He is born with a boon of making people happy around him by hiding all his feelings without telling it to anyone. He is very smart, handsome and chubby boy. Every part of his face is soo messimerising. When I hold his hands, I forget the whole world around me. He gives me happiness in all situations. I don't even have to see him in person, but just on seeing his photo itself gives me change of mind and happiness. He has such a beautiful smile.

I think this is high time to reveal the name of my prince. He is none other than my nephew cute little Vinay.I call him Chintu:). I took him for the very first time in my hands on 21st November 2011 morning 10'o clock. He is such a charming boy I have ever met. Whenever I carry him , play with him or just a memory of him makes me extremely happy. He behaves the most notiest when he is in my hands and when I am around him. He is a very smart intelligent boy. He loves when people around him speak to him. He tries to make us understand his cute language and respond him back and at the same time he is a very decent boy to respond us back with his cute sounds. He likes only cold temperature and gets really irritated with hot temperatures and I analysed his character to be a very cool guy.

One of the most happiest moment of my life was the following incident with him. On his 10th day of birth, after all his routines, I tried to put him to sleep. In his half sleepy mood, I lied down on the corner of the bed and was tapping him mildly next to me. It was a very tiring day and I slept off without confirming my little boy's sleep. After sometime of my deep sleep, I got up suddenly. But for a surprise, I felt a warm cute little hands hugging around my neck and a very charming cute little face was near my face. I couldnt believe that tears were flowing on my cheeks and that minute I realised that even extreme happiness also makes us cry. I am not even sure that I wil go thru the same type of situation and happiness again in my life..

Life after Death

Life after Death
This topic may be a complicated one to discuss but its very important that each and every human being born in this world shud know about this....
I am not going to talk anything philosophical or religious about this topic but only on humanity basis and love of one human to another human...
being a medical student, its my duty to educate and bring awareness about certain things to the people around me...

Finally let me start the topic...according to me the line "Life after Death" implies to "Human Organ Donation"

Well you all must be familiar with this issue but the indepth meaning s not understood by most of us...so i thought i just share my views about this with u all....

"Dont take your organs to heaven, for heaven knows they are needed here"

In medicine, there are 2 types of donation..one s the whole body donation and the other s the organ donation...Personally i dont have any interest in whole body donation so i dont want to discuss in detail about it...but basically whole body donation means its donating a human body after his death to the medical college where future doctors learn from the dead people who shud b respected as GOD .....

But organ donation is a noble thing which a human can do to lighten up the lives of many people around him....

Man s the unique creation of God.. So we need to be worth enough to live upto his expectation.

Organ donation means donation of human organs after the death of the person and can be used to help people who are in need of it due to many medical conditions...

Organ donation is the synonym for the word "Love for others"

Organ donation not only means donating heart, kidney, lung, liver or blood...but basically each and every bit of the human body can b donated after the death....

Organs are taken from the people who are dead or from the patients who have been labelled as Brain Dead person....to elaborate on brain dead, man's life can be brought back from death even if the heart stops for few mins but once if the brain s dead, nothing can be done to bring back the life...so its the end of that person's life..so organs can be donated from those people according to Law...

There are people in this world who are less privileged than most of us due to their physical disability and medical conditions...Their lives are very miserable to an extent which we cant imagine...

for instance
a blind person cannot appreciate the beautiful work of the God...not even the person who has brought him to this world....

then talking about the person suffering from Leukemia (blood cancer)...this is the worst curse that a person can get...they undergo such a painful life which is jus killing them every second of their life...they had to take blood transfusion almost every week.....

Then comes the renal failure patients who had to undergo dialysis treatment...most of us will hesitate to tell others that v r going to micturition but these patients have to carry their bag of urine wit them thru'out...how pathetic.....

Like this i can give u thousands of examples of people who are in need of help from the fellow citizens...

The people have to think few things...after our death nothing is gonna remain in this world in rememberance of us except our love to our fellow people...but if we donate our organs after our death, each and every part of our body is gonna be in this world...

"The only thing you take with you when you're gone is what you leave behind"

One thing i shud definitely talk at this point of time is...DONT SELL YOUR ORGANS.....its the worst thing that a human being could do....Few doctors who shudnt be called even as humans are selling the most precious organs of human jus for the sake of money....that is very very bad....

The organs which can be donated are, starting from skin, blood, tissue, muscle, bones, brain, lung, liver, eyes, kidneys, heart and so on....

Now let me give few facts about different organ donation....

Let me start with blood which can be donated even when we are alive...donating blood is not only good for the recipient but also for the donor... after one donates his blood there is regeneration of new blood cells which could function more actively...and for the recipient, there are many things to be discussed but few important things are.. to save a person's life who has lost massive amount of blood in an accident, for the patient who needs blood transfusion every week and goes on....

Next is about the organ which is transplanted in higher rates is the Kidneys....donating this organ s also very important as this can be donated even when the person is alive as we have a pair of kidney so if we donate one kidney also, the other kidney will do the job perfectly...

Next is about the most beautiful organ in our body which is the main reason for attractions between the opposite sex...u must hav guessed it right..its none other than the most romantic EYES... u cant imagine a life without eyes...we need this amazing organ to look at this world, the person who has brought us to tis world, the beautiful nature with sunrise, sunset, mountains, falls, birds, animals, fellow human beings, trees, kids smiles and soo many works of God...so by donating our eyes v make the visually impaired people to enjoy these things which v have enjoyed thru'out out life.... one thing i want to make it clear is that, many people think that eye donation means removal of whole of the eye but its not true...only the cornea (transparent layer over the black round in the eye) is removed and tranplanted...so after the removal there wont be any change noted in the eye... by donating our eyes, we can give vision to 2 different people....

The most important organ of the human body is the Heart, which can also be donated....the greatest character of heart is that, it might show difference to people emotionally but its work is the same in whichever individual it is placed...thats amazing na.....it should be transplanted within 6hrs from the time of death of the donor..

One of the amazing work of the almighty is the creation of Liver... the unique feature about tis organ is the capacity of its regeneration and ability to grow to its original size even with a small part of the organ donated from the donor..

I think if i'm gonna tel u indetail abt all the organs to be donated, its gonna take pages and pages, so let me stop the facts wit this..

There are many medical, legal, emotional and various others issues are involved in organ donation...The person should donate the organs only on his/her own interest...no one should be forced to donate... the family of the donor also plays an very improtant role... they should also be educated about the importance of organ donation...

I wish to live after my death...

At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped

When that happens dont call this my "Death Bed", call it my "Bed of Life" and let my body be used by others to lead fuller lives...

Give my skin to a handsome guy and a pretty girl who have lost their skin and their beauty in burns..i wish to make their life colorful....

Give one of my eyes to a cute kid who hasn't seen his/her mother who has fed him/her milk which is nothing but a part of her blood and who knows in future he/she might become Abdul Kalam or Bill Gates or Kiran Bedi or Sania Mirza and another eye to the young men who wishes to see the world, the sunrise, baby's face and the love in the eyes of the girl who has been loving him eventhough his life was in dark and wish to lighten his life... Thru' these people i wish to see my loved ones till the end of their life...

Give my blood to a young familyman who's life is in danger and wishes to live for more time to safeguard his wife and kids who are waiting outside the ICU with all their future dreams dying inside the room..

Give my one kidney to a young mother who depends on the machine for her day to day life and who is the most important person in the life of her 5yr old kid who's waiting for her mom to feed her, show her affection, correct her when she's wrong and be with her thru'out her life and another kidney to a grandfather who wants to tell moral stories for his grand children and play with them peacefully in his retired life...

Give each and every cell of my brain to a kids, so that someday a deaf girl will hear the sound of the rain from her window and a speechless boy to shout aloud when he hits century in his cricket play...

Take all my tissues, muscles, bones and give it to a crippled child who wants to enjoy each and every step of their life....

Last but not the least I wish to donate my HEART... because i have a handfull of people in my heart who i love sooo much, without them my life would hav been miserable, they hav been supporting thru'out my life and so i dont want them to get buried or burnt into ashes after my death...i want to love them till the world ends spinning....so if i donate my heart, atleast in someone else's body my heart will still be beating with my love for the people who i owe soo much in my life...

Burn the left over of me and throw all over for the plants for their nutrients....

If you wants to bury something of mine, then bury all my mistakes, my weakness, bad words spoken by me, scars that i've made in ur hearts unknowingly

If you do this all for me.... " I will Live forever"

"Death is not the end of our life, but just the Beginning of another new life"

So donate ur organs after ur death and live a happy life in the smile of the other people....

My First Day in Med School !!!

Well...once again a big hai to everyone.....

I guess this blog would be interesting for non medical people who really dont know wats happening in a medical college....

I wish to share my first day experience of my college... After a long struggle of my parents and myself, finally i joined medicine in a well reputed college in chennai... I was soo excited to do medicine for many reasons...

Finally the day arrived..it was July 6th 2005, the unforgettable day in my life.... i was soo excited, tensed, nervous, happy....a kind of mixed feeling....

All my dear and near ones wished me and i sincerely prayed to God saying "God, u know wat s gud and wat s bad for me..so do accordingly and i dont want to ask u anything becos u know wat to do for me"...then started to college..

My dad dropped me in the college and looking at my tensed face he came with me till the classroom..(like a dad dropping a kindergarden kid to the first day of school)....he wished and he left....

Looking at the big campus...hitech classrooms....new faces....big books....medical terms....OH MY GOD ... i felt like being in a new world for few minutes....

Then the classroom was opened and finally people started coming...i entered the classroom with full thoughts in my mind like "i need to become a noble doctor, should be truthfull to my profession, shud do services for theneedy, shud fulfill my parents dream, shud become like a dooctor who has inspired me in many aspects of my life...etc etc etc.....then finally i got a place in the 3rd row with 3 gals who was already seated.....I could see a mixture of people entering the class...like tall, short, innocent,Hi Fy, studious, dull, happy, etc etc....but most of them had a similarity in them...its nothing but they all belong to a very very rich family and i was little hesitant to talk to those people but dunno why did i get such thoughts.... very few ppl were from moderate families like me....

Some boys were really huge like body builders and obese patients...i looked very tiny to them...

That was the first time in my life i joined in a co-education...so was a bit nervous about that also...

Then finally the Professor entered the class and we all got up like school kids...but that was last time we gave respect to our professors....he he he..

They started giving lectures like its a noble profession, u should be committed to this profession bla bla bla... for our surprise they started taking class on the first day.... I started taking notes very sincerely and continued doing that till now...it was very new to me as they giving lecture with powerpoint slides....it was very amazing to sit and listen to those hitech lectures...and was actually little sleepy on the first day of college itself as there were six split ACs in the clas and was very cold...

All big complicated new medical terms and my head was rotating for few minutes....They projected 2 full slides of some dancing words which apparently turned to be our books to be followed for that year....i was stunned...Then the class got over...then we went to our canteen as a group with full tension on our face as how are seniors going to be....everyone knows about medical college ragging....as soon as we entered the canteen everyone gave us a weird look...we dunno from which side whose gonna call and ask us to do things like singing,dancing,swimming without water, kissing the cadavers, dancing with the skeleton..etc etc...i was sooo scared of wat s gonna happen to me.....v ordered our food and i was literally sitting on the edge of the chair...nothing went into my mouth except one spoon of rice...i kept masticating till the end of my break time looking around me with my head down...in the mean while some of our seniors called few guys and gals from my clas and started ragging... then finally i was called by our senior gals... i was in full tension and started sweating then finally i went near them but they were sweet and asked to tell about myself and leave...words were dancing in my mouth and finally i managaed to talk to them and left that place in few minutes...
Then again we had a lecture class...asusual they started the class by introducing us to them...this actually happened for 2-3days...my professor started taking class and me like a gud gal was taking notes...once the class was over, the Professor told us "tomorrow everyone have ur lunch and come for afternoon class"....i was like, oh my god will they tell all this to college students like hav ur lunch, wash ur hands..bla bla...Then he continued telling that tomorrow is going to be the start of your adventurous journey....we were all wondering wats gonna happen...Finally he told us tomorrow you guys are gonna have anatomy practicals and you need to work with the cadavers...I seriously first thought cadaver was a kind of instrument and was like why is he giving such a build up for instruments....
Then he continued..cadavers s the other name for dead body...we were all shocked for few secs but we already know that we will be working with cadavers ..we got shocked because we didnt except them to show it to us the very 2nd day of our college...
I actually didnt get scared but was very thrilled to see a dead body alias cadaver...but people around scared us telling u wont get sleep the whole nite, u'l get nite mares, u wont like to eat, u'l hav a bad smell..bla bla....
I was little scared and very excited for the next day's practical...Then the class got over and we all left....
That day evening i was soo thrilled and went to get all my books, dissection kit,gloves,etc etc and was ready to go to college the next day...
So i wish this blog was interesting for you guys to read......this s how my career started...

Hav a gr8 day....
Take Care :-)