Bliss.

Bliss.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Long nights and days that fly.

Hey there. So here's the update that's  (hopefully) been awaited. At least I'm eager to share everything that's been going on so far.

So I'd been to Bangalore on two consecutive weekends and they were spent fairly eventfully.

The first week was spent at home and doing some shopping for the upcoming events. Basically what I do is board the night train from Shimoga and reach Bangalore City Railway station by the crack of dawn and leave the next night by the 11pm train to reach Shimoga around 4.45am. This is probably the most efficient thing to do considering how I utilize the daylight time effectively instead of traveling. After dinner and the last minute (race against time kinda) rush to the railway station, I boarded the train and I must say my night journeys are so frequent that I no longer find it hard to catch a few hours of sleep. So we've got this new cycling equipment at home which I tried out. Pity I don't get that kind of exercise back here in Shimoga.

Next weekend was Gautham's engagement so that kept me busy and it was a short but eventful visit back home.
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After finally finishing with Obstetrics and Gynaecology we've finally moved on to General Medicine where a variety of cases await us each day, waiting to be examined and understood. I still haven't gotten the hang of these postings but hopefully I shall find my bearings soon.

Now that Dominoes and CCD have opened up in Shimoga we have a lot more 'legit' reasons to travel to the city.

Recently watched two interesting documentaries.
One of them is 'Food Inc.' Which gives us a brief idea of what goes on behind closed doors in animal farms. The second one was on the rampant increase in deaths due to prescription drug overusage/overdose.

MaDi were in town over this weekend and we got to spend some time together playing Uno, sketching and a hundred other games she spontaneously comes up with.

The words that once flowed in ebbs and tides,
Are now but a summertime trickle,
Metaphors and similes once came with ease,
Are now in halting, hesitant flashes.
Perhaps this exile is a twist of fate,
Come spring and perhaps the lyrical hum shall resurface.
With monsoon perhaps my words shall find their muse;
Until then, these verses remain in a hireath.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Mind Over Matter

I haven't blogged in a while. I will, soon. That is when I'm done with Obstetrics and Gynaecology for the next few months. I've convinced one of them of my dimwittedness by messing up with the Parity Index so I don't feel particularly good about myself.

The only thing worrying me is probably why I haven't been blogging as much as I was. The thought of blogging does occur to me but somehow I either don't have the time or the frame of mind or perhaps even the words to articulate everything on my mind. I honestly hope I can change that.
I can't think clearly anymore.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Plain Insomnia

Am I the most self destructive member of my species to roam this planet?

I am confident that I stand a strong chance of winning this dubious distinction.

Sometimes I wish I could stop it. The pounding needless thoughts within my mind that defy logic and fail to go through the much sought after Problem Tree Analysis.

Socrates: What Plato is about to say is false. 
Plato: Socrates has just spoken truly. 

Oh Bhi Jee is getting to mee. Records, cases, ultrasounds, OTs, NSTs and all the follow ups in the ward before inking the case in the record. 

But I swear I NEED TO BE STUDYING. 

I don't think I can quite write like before but I hope it is only a blantant assumption. 

Somewhere between repression and revolt, 
Somewhere between doubt and clarity, 
Somewhere between dread and desire, 
Somewhere between the sacred and the sinned, 
There is a line, a line hovering close to neither of the two,
But somewhere between the edges of the two extremes. 
Here I stand, unscathed and untouched by either. 
Yet this middle ground is a greater quandary, 
For there is nothing more befuddling than an indecisive soul. 

Beachy Days and Moonlit Nights.

Back after yet another beach side break and with more stories and memories to fill up the blog! :)

But before that, let me pick up where I left.
Snorkelling was more of a learning experience and we did get to see corals and fishes but learning the underwater breathing technique was itself quite a task! After this, we went on a ‘glass bottom’ boat ride so that Ma could also see the fish and corals without having to actually go underwater.

Post Elephant Island, we returned to Symphony Palms for an afternoon siesta and then headed to Radhanagar Beach. MaPa spent some time walking by the shoreline while Di was my swimming coach until we both started feeling a little prickly (probably something crabby creeping up our legs). We watched the sunset by Radhanagar beach and then headed back to our resort for an early dinner and some night time beach watching under the light of the golden moon.

The next morning on 14th January, PaDiMe rose early and headed towards SeaLink Adventures with excitement and tingling nervousness. Yes, we were off to our little underwater expedition. Pa decided that it would be best if he avoided the ordeal given his sore throat so it was just Di and Me who donned the scuba swimwear. We headed towards the water and waited until both of us had individual instructors. We were given hand signals to show in case of any discomfort/emergency so that they could act accordingly. Being thoroughly trained in the technique, they knew exactly how we felt and eased our tension.

Instructor: So we have the oxygen tank which is going to supply the air through the pipe into your mouth.

Me: What if the tank runs out of oxygen?
Instructor: That isn’t going to happen, the tank contains enough oxygen for 3 rounds of scuba diving and we have a meter that shows us the level of oxygen in the tank.

Me: So am I the first person to get this tank or the last?!

Instructor: Haha no, you’re the 2nd one so you’ll have plenty of air to breathe.

As we descended further and further deep into the sea, I saw the blues come alive, to be teeming with life in every nook and corner. Squiggly jelly fish like creatures, school of fish swimming so endearingly close yet slinking out of my reach, and the ocean floor studded with multi-coloured and patterned corals. It was an alternate universe underwater, thriving by itself and somehow undisturbed by the events occurring above its surface. We remained underground for about 30 minutes, clicked a few pictures with Di (who was holding up remarkably well) and then returned back to mainland.

After this out of the world experience, we had to rush back and get ready in a jiffy because the Makkruzz to Neill Island was scheduled to depart by 10 am. After a short cruise, we landed at Neill island, which, true to its name was the in several beautiful shades of Neeli and had most of us stop in our tracks with our luggage trailing behind us just to admire the pristine undisturbed beauty of nature.

We were to stay at Hotel Pearl Park which was very strategically located with beaches on two sides of its triangular property. After a quick check-in we headed to Bharatpur beach which had a fair amount of tourists but it had still retained its beauty. After a sumptuous lunch, we went to have a glimpse of the natural bridge formation which gets submerged every day at the time of high tide and then to Lakshmanpur beach for a view of the sunset.

The next day, i.e 15th January, we took the Makkruzz back to Port Blair and headed to Chidiya Tapu for a good trek to the southernmost tip of the Andaman Island. After some shopping, it was time to head back to North Reef.

The last day, 16th January, again included a very informative and (personally, I found it interesting) visit to Chatham Saw Mill and even a random Gandhi Park (because, Divya). Post an early lunch, we bid adieu to this beautiful archipelago with fond memories and thrilling experiences to last a lifetime.