Flyover

It has been so long since I last blogged. And such a hell lot has happened since, as usual. For one, our sports meet is going on, till 10th of March, and though I missed tt, in anticipation for a band practice session, I did participate in all the other events that have happened yet. That is, carom, chess and badminton. In carom, I lost to PP in the singles semis, and DJ won the finals ( ). In doubles, me and DJ won the silver. In mixed doubles, me and Harbir lost in the first round itself, but I played pretty decently in this game, so it was ok.

In chess, it was me vs DJ in the first round. I won, pretty quickly, like 3-4 mins or so. Neither of us had ever played the game before (kind of… as in I had played abt 4-5 times before this, and as for DJ, I don’t know). So I guess I just got lucky. The next day, my quarterfinals were against Rashmi, who was some state chess champ in Madhya Pradesh. The match lasted for 3 hours… I played an extremely intellectual and careful game I think, thinking more than I had EVER thought before… and won. Rashmi was pretty impressed, and so was I.

Then in the semis, there had been 3 contenders. So it was initially Amrita vs PP. Amrita won in abt 5 minutes. So after that it was PP vs me, to decide who’ll play the finals with Amrita. I was DAMN exhausted after my 3-hr long marathon match abt 20 mins ago (and hadn’t had time to eat anything), and played a SUPER DUPER careless game, and lost badly… and was quite regretful about it. Coz I had lost a bad game. So, in short I was third.

Then there was badminton yesterday, in the Sector 42 Sports Complex. I had the first match, and I lost it 8-11 (the first round of singles). But it was a nice high-power game, and I enjoyed it. Though of course, it’s never nice to lose so quickly.
Then in doubles, it had been me and DJ, vs Preeti and Madhur. And we played badly, but we won, since our opponents played worse. But then me and DJ practiced a LOT. And our game and our co-ordination went up brilliantly… We stopped missing any shots. But then there were 5 teams in the semis, and time was little, so they took out a lottery to decide whom to eliminate without giving them a chance to play, and me and DJ proved to be the unlucky ones.

Perhaps mixed doubles today. Am playing with Abhinav, and I really wish we win this time.

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Attended this A-W-E-S-O-M-E lecture on the healing power of happiness, in the audi yesterday by some doc from UK. Initially I had thought it would be solid bore, full of crap philosophy. But to my extremely pleasant surprise, the speaker’s philosophies weren’t crap, had a lot of depth, provided some real new insights, and talked about the causes of happiness, unhappiness, addictions, obsessions etc, backing it with a little bit technical stuff. So it was really very nice… And he gave some truly brilliant answers to the questions he was asked, and I am so glad I attended it despite my misgivings

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And a lot more… but more about that later.

What to say abt her? There is no one like her… absolutely no one… no one with her energies, with her incredible ability to get into controversies, with her mysterious exam-taking skills, with her restlessness, with her liveliness, with her stupidity, with her indefatiguability while talking on the phone and shamelessly reach unspeakable telephone bills, with her blind loyalty, her capacity to sacrifice for the ones she truly cares for, her resourcefulness as a “spy”, her child-ish reproaches, excited dancing, her devil-may-care attitude at times, her own world… she’s a master piece, a unique creation, a weirdo to the core, who believes firmly and truly that she is the normal-est person on earth, a F-A-N-T-A-S-T-I-C friend, a baby at heart, an idiot no. 1…

Since we got to know each other (in Jan, 2006), we have had so many long phone convos abt stereoisomerism, people, boys, our lives, mistakes, fears, ideologies, interests, etc. (and certainly she’s the person single handedly responsible for my GREATLY magnified ability to talk telephonically), such amazing slumbers, movie marathons, endless gossip sessions, so many fights, study sessions, bonding moments…

Am not being very good with words right now, but, well… I love her SO much, I owe SO much to her, and she’s SO SO SO important to me…

And here’s wishing her a huuuuuuuuuge HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! You’re legally adult now, baby!

covered nearly 180 households… and it was damn tiring… ended up giving the drops to around 20 kids… supremely satisfying, but when you have to move around for hrs, with that box (the one for cooling the vaccine) hanging on your shoulder, it gets very hard… showed irresponsibility in the case of one family… will rectify my mistake tomorrow… then went to (we were around 14 ppl) oven fresh for lunch, and ankur’s belated b’day (3rd feb) treat… we all played truth and dare, its quite cliched but today, somehow, it was fun… all thanks to manpreet’s creativity. i got an easy question though… which guy i liked the least in my class. and got some nice compliments too from ppl when they were asked different truths. very flattering.

awesome day! had the first day of my pulse polio duty today, from 9 to 4, in a booth 4 of us (jincy, me and kanwar, and a woman from some civic hospital) set up in sector 35 A. we gave the drops to 62 kids i think… which isnt a lot, but good enough… extremely satisfying… and i discovered a new thing… that i am actually very good with kids. like… really good, and i like them a lot too… you see, i used to think of them as a nuisance prior to this. but now i think that maybe paediatrics wouldnt be a bad option either.

this 9 to 4 wasnt strictly 9 to 4. roamed abt a lot, asking people to send their kids to the booth, then also took a 1.5 hrs break (almost) towards the end, and during this period, scoured the perimeter of the sector (kind of). went in to restaurants to look at the menus, had some juice and stuff, then went into the archies gallery, to have a look at all the goodies and cards available in there at this time of the year… walked a total of around 6.5 km, which is decent enough… and of course, it was great fun. now going to a dance party in abt an hour and a half… that would be 2 kms more…

most things look explicable, even if i cant explain them. but lately, phi has been catching my imagination, and its biological prevalence baffles and fascinates me endlessly…

Munish Sir, a PG Anatomy student, very brilliant, died yesterday of respiratory arrest.

i just saw a pdf version of “men are from mars, women from venus” on the desktop, downloaded by my brother of course…

for one, i have stopped not listening in class… right till a few days back, i had never listened to a full lecture, never made any notes, and in 90% of cases i had no idea what we were being taught. i mean literally. NO IDEA. ABSOLUTELY NONE. i was the chronic back bencher of my class, and it always felt impossible to bear a 1 hr lecture. my teachers used to say to me: “kalyani, dont slip and dont sleep”, “go wash your eyes”, “kalyani, feeling sleepy?” etc. etc. it didnt make any difference whose lecture it was… teachers would ask me: “dont you want to write down what i am teaching?”. and i would be like… “well no, it decreases my receptivity to the lecture” and similar bullshit.

but then came tuesday. last tuesday i mean. i had a pen, thanks to my brother. and i had a register, thanks to akanksha… so it was a formidable, first-time ever combination for me, and i started writing… and then there was aksy’s prediction… that i would just write for a lecture or 2, then get back to my normal mode… (normal mode as in… on dec 1, i took a white sheet, and started filling it for my notes, it’s still only 1/8th full. one single sheet i mean). so feeling challenged, and not wanting to waste my free register, i started writing. and wrote SO religiously that i even wrote a “sher” that our physio teacher said while teaching abt pain sensation: “ishrat-e-katra hai dariya mein fanaa ho jaana, dard ka hadd se guzarna hai dawaa ho jaana”. so, since then, i’ve been on a roll… suddenly i have started asking intellectual questions in class, and have the most complete notes in my class… and i am so so so proud of myself.

change no. 2: now, today, we had a thorax grand stage and last time there had been an anat paper, i had scored 28.5 on 100 (in anat promotionals), so i was determined to do better this time, and guess what, i think, for the first time in my life, i think i did well in anat!!!

change no. 3: last night, i had caught cold. then after my theory exam got over at 10:30, (during which my nose was dripping onto my answer sheet), my body felt like lead. my head was splitting and i couldnt even stand. the prac exam was supposed to start at 11, and i felt real doomed… i couldnt revise surface marking, osteo anything. since i was the first roll no. in batch B, i got free at 11:20, which was like… REALLY lucky… and it went pretty well too. i got back home, and checked my temp. it was 102. so i curled up in a foetal position, and slept. mum came to lie next to me at around 2:30… and initially she found it really nice to sleep next to me, since i was so warm. then she felt the heater (thats me) getting hotter and hotter, and so at around 5, i checked my temp. again. it was 103. so i took a paracetamol, and at around 6, went to my college’s emergency block. the resident there suspects a problem with my spleen, and gave a bunch of tablets, and asked for certain investigations. he said i shouldnt travel tomorrow. but of course, thats not possible. its sonu bhaiya’s wedding tomorrow (yay!) in delhi. vaise, it was really nice the way i was treated by the doc… and he called me “doctor saab”. it feels so good to be a proud member of the medical fraternity!

so the plan is, i’ll stay in the guest house tomorrow, while my family goes to bua’s house for the ceremonies. get my investigations done tomorrow morning, and attend the wedding at night.