This incident was a while back. Back, when the nation was still ruled by the Gandhi family, Sachin was still playing cricket, not many people knew who Mr. Arvind Kejriwal was and when I still had some cash in my pocket. As I mentioned, I had cash in my pocket. No I was not planing on visiting any temple, nor a lady of negotiable affection. … Continue reading Artist on the street.
मे-जून चा साधारण अप्रेजल चा काळ. आज फायनल लेटर मिळणार होतं. सकाळपासून डोक्यात विचारांचा भुंगा कीणकीणत होता. वर्षभर जरा चांगलं काम झालं होतं. चक्क टिम लीड कडून आणि म्यानेजर कडून फारच चांगले रेटिंग मिळाले होते…जे घडत नाही ते याची देही याची डोळा पाहिल्यामुळे डोळे फाटायची वेळ आली होती! तर आज काय होईल याचाच भुंगा डोक्यात रुंजी घालत होता. संध्याकाळी जेव्हा टीम लीड ने लेटर मोठा … Continue reading “सुख” म्हणजे नक्की काय असतं? (आम्ही ‘कॅब’वाले…)
Originally posted on syparc:
1st Incidence : During our ward rounds,We examined a patient who had just undergone drainage of a big abscess ranging from Hip joint to knee. She was poor,old,diabetic and tired of repeated hospitalizations and wasn’t willing to get better at all. Breakfast for all patients was being served post our rounds,When we saw the her son taking half of her breakfast… Continue reading Scratching the surface
