Friday, January 11, 2008

Doctored words

In Shantaram, the author mentions 3 things in common in good doctors -
1. They are good observers
2. They are good listeners
3. They are very tired.
Actually coming from an absolutely non medical person, he has come very close to the truth. What would be the attributes of good patient?
1. Questions - Dont know which is better. To be overly inquisitive or to not ask any questions at all. Most parents that I deal with are of the second variety. They hardly ask any questions except if the child is okay. A very common experience is after you explain about the child being very sick and critical, they would ask something very "dumb" like 'But nothing else is wrong, is it?'. I used to think only uneducated parents would fail to grasp the seriousness of the situation. But as days have gone, i have come to realize that education makes no difference. This question merely stems from the hope that the doctor would something positive. Usually most parents require to be explained everything thrice to grasp the gist of the matter. I dont know in the developed countries, where the patient load is lesser and more doctors are available, if the doctor explains everything succintly. The other depressing fact is that the parent on whom you spend the longest time and try to explain the whole disease and the expexted outcome is the one who is maximally confused. Once I told one mother around 15 times( no exxageration) in the span of one day that her child should not eat salty things like pickle and should not drink fruit juices prior to discharge. When she came back to the OPD, she told me her child was subsisting only on fruit juices and pickle. Could she give some rice atleast?
I have always resisted the temptation to tell the parent that everything is alright. Somehow to me thats a lie even if it is said with a good heart.

2. Non believers Some parents just dont trust whatever is told and would take a second, third or the nth opinion. Earlier I used to get upset at the parent. Nowadays have become more sensible and just smile and tell them my frank opinion. If it screws up their idea of what is right, doesnt bother me.

Water of love deep in the ground, but there aint no water here to be found.

Feeling very sleepy. Will continue this some other time.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

taare zameen par

Just saw Taare zameen par. Phenomenal movie. A definite must watch for all.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

The best diet


The absolutely best way to lose weight is to not eat. Though its a bit tough, it guarantees hundred percent weight loss. There may be a few adverse events like weakness, fatigue, ilness and fatality. But after what in life is not risky.

Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow you may DIET. DIET is short for Drastically Instituted Empty Tummy. It can be also called cure for the double chin. Interistingly a recent studt showed that diet control is the only factor which can bring down the risk of myocardial infarcts and strokes. Excercise just gets an honorary mention. So diet on, its good for you.







Ding Dong, this number is wrong.

I always used to wonder why we say "hello" when we pick up the telephone. In India, which has the 2nd highest mobile phone connections and the highest amount of time on air, its quite funny. We speak, as far as I know, around 50 languages in India. And english is only a very small minority. I know so many tamilians and hindi speaking chaps whose extent of english vocabulary starts and ends with "hello".
Hello comes in various types here. You have hellos which starts soft and end with a long "looooo". And you have 'haylow', 'hillo', 'hllo' and ofcourse 'ello'. I know one child of 15 months who doesnt say papa but says 'elo' when given a mobile phone.
Perhaps, we can change the phone custom to something more groovy like 'Ding Dong'. I will be starting a world movement for the support of ding dong. Please support me in this worthwhile cause.
Our main slogan-
Hello sounds so mellow
but Ding Dong is quite strong.

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

last post bombed.

Something went wrong with my last post. When I was trying to post a diagram of the Stapu "field".
Anyway, now I dont feel like writing about the games we played anymore. They dont sound as interesting when described. But they were phenomenal to play. Absolute teamwork.

Childhood. I used to wonder as a child if I would ever grow up. Very irrational but had serious doubts about the issue. The fact that one day i would be grown up like my parents never crossed my mind. But as things usually are, the bad things inevitably happen.
One happy thing is that my work keeps me in constant touch with children. They are a continuous source of wonder and entertainment. Its amazing how a little mass of tissue which can hardly shake its head slowly starts smiling. The smile of a 4 month old is precious. They would smile at anyone who smiles at them. No prejudice.

Baby, baby smile at me,
but i do wonder what you see,

Just trivia, but do you know that when a baby is born, he can hardly see more than 20 cms from his face. And cant understand colour. Baby,s dreams would be cubist I guess.