on death

how does it feel when there is nothing left for you in this world,nothing to live for, that its time to say your farewells and go to eternal rest. the feeling when the doctor says " no sports for a month "

these words, carelessely spewed out of the doctor's mouth, are the reason i am ready to embrace the other world, the afterworld. alright, so i have been injured pretty badly, and its a pretty deep cut, and it hurt like hell when i went to the doc, but one month, cmon mann...i have a bball match tomorrow...and its the holidays, i will go trekking atleast once. you mean to say that in this super technology age of video conferencing and space- hotels, you dont have a cure for a bloody cut on the bloody leg. what have you been doing all those years in your medical school..ogling at the teachers??

it turns out that there is a way in which you can be up and running in 2 days. well bring it on then buddy, what are you waiting for. its called stitches. wait a minute pal, whaddya mean stitches. i mean a needle, some special string, and a tailor. bloody hell, get away from my leg you maniac.

have you ever been stiched before?i havent, but now i have heard about it. they quite literally stitch it. i mean, they take some special string and a needle and sew it up. i'll be damned if i let those maniacs anywhere near my leg. i'm already afraid of needles and was terrified enough of the bloody injection. in fact, a friend heard me crying to ma mum "i am afraid of injections and i dont think it is necessary"(well the actual words were more like a little boy says them) and has spread the word, and its quite embarrasing now.

neways it means that i couldnt climb stairs, couldnt even drive as the bloody brakes are too hard to push, and it hurts. n treating the leg too hard, no trekking or sports for a month, and get the dressing changed every 2 days. but this all pales in comparison when i go to take a bath. it is absolute torture to keep it dry, and i would have explained it but its kinda embarrasing.

so there you go, no sports, and that means no chance of seeing that cute badminton chick again...damn i just realised that...and no trekking....god i want to die...atleast there'll be angels out there...nice:D

enjoy...while i get bored reading others testimonials on orkut...;)