Bacche man ke sacchhe..

When i joined my Paediatrcs rotation, I had an inkling that kids, especially the sick ones are'nt a part of my existence. But when the actual sick ones came on, I was distracted. I imagined cute little babies telling me bye bye uncle once treat them, The hatred in the eyes of the very young, told me I was the one pouring venom into their happy baby dreams.. I was the one pouring sour, inedible syrups in their small holy mouths. but little do they understand, I am only trying to help them.. When the little ones came back healthy and happy and feeding well, I could declare myself as a success in my own eyes atleast.. Rest of my senior's eyes  are on the politics of the duty roster. JO JITNA KAAM KAREGA , WO UTNA HI EXPLOITED HOGA !! 11 36 hour duties in an exam month.. Sounds great.. I can rant on a blog but complaining entails another 4 months of tyranny..

On my duty, On my guard yesterday a lady came saying her 4 day old doesn't feed well, I prescribed her meds and proper advise.. She comes back 4 hrs later that her 4 day old is not tolerating even 2 sips of coffee. Obviously I was appalled but the husband says I ordered it, and THAT'S IT. Sips of Coffee for a 4 day old?? Maybe we live in a world of illiterate politically strong and absolutely foolish  people. I'm just guessing.. You say??                            //

Hey.. I never had a sister to call my own. Sisters are like Gods' gifts to guys. It was irrationally crazy when she introduced me to her fiance. Putti, as we call her is my cousin. The only sister I spent a lot of time with. 

   It was when I got engaged that she introduced her beau, apparently a good guy with his own start up that was doing well. I wished them the best of luck and departed. That's when the thought struck me.

What if I was the sister here? Would I be so confident in introducing my love to my brothers?? I say, yes. I would. Because she has brothers like Chandan, Kiran, Varun and yours truly..