Read the last part : Here
Monday, October 31, 2011
Read the last part : Here
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
|Photo Courtesy: Lhendup Tharchen|
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
|My better half with my second daughter|
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
I came to a place called Gujarat with high hopes and great expectations. Being selected for a scholarship and then to be travelling abroad was my delight. To make things more promising, I remember getting briefed on our final day. Someone said I am not only going for my studies but I am also going out as a “good will ambassador” of our country. This made me assume many rosier things.
In reality, life is difficult when you are away from your loved ones. Life is even more miserable when you are in a far off place; sick, weak and homesick. This never ending misery augments more when you are over burdened with monotonous task of having to write exams after exams. It is even more painful, when you are neglected the most and left at the mercy of our own. The overwhelming senses of being dumped in an unfamiliar place are too hard thing to digest.
I survived the worst ailment called viral fever in Gujarat, and it was during those fateful days that I came to realize that I was at my own mercy. Finding doctor was truly paradoxical thing and so was getting medicine. It almost took me an entire day to get my blood tested and another half day to meet the doctor. I came to know that I was tested negative for malaria parasites. But that did not sooth me entirely. The fever took away all my appetite for food. And to worsen the matter, I had a worse case stomach upset with nausea. It was truly a miserable feeling and helpless situation.
As I stayed back in my room, few of my helpless friends frequented me. From their dismal looks, I could make out how they felt for me. However, I tried my best to fight the ailment with determination. I took loads of amoxicillin and pain killers. Out of my sheer desperateness, I even took paracetimols and anti acid tablets.
But with exam fever, matter worsened. I had difficulty standing and walking. I couldn’t balance my body while walking. But I had no choice other than to walk to the hospital to meet the doctor again. By then I even decided to quit my studies. I thought something was really not right with my health. I prayed loud and clear all those days.
I think the god above answered my prayers; I am now recovering fast and good. I am even done with my internal exams too. Even though I had tough days, I am still keeping my fingers crossed. I am ‘good will ambassador’ here so I got to act like one. I shouldn't be a cause of any worry for my family back home.
Even though I am accorded bare minimum necessities, I am acquainting well here. My windows look better without (those never-coming) curtains. But thanks to our luck, We got a fridge to store our vegetables, milk and water.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Of the scheduled 24 months in India, I have just completed my second month on 29th of September 2011. With each passing day, I feel I am getting more settled (so to say). Now I know which direction is North-West and how many miles I am away from my motherland. I am also getting used to sweating in the heat and getting burned in the heat too. The high temperatures of 36o- 37o are not Himalayan-man friendly but thanks to the attributes of humanness, nothing seems unbearable. The loud and distracting noise of a peacock right next to my window is just as fine as my noisy class mates and Nau-rathri Puja drums.
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