5 guys me and a mug….

For all you perverts out there this is not the title of some horribly gone wrong homo-hetro sexual fantasy fetish porno movie or anything.its an actual thing.before things get messed up in your head ,I think I should start doing some explaining.so the thing is that we got a new instant coffe machine at college in our department ,you know the ones that pour hot water and mix up the instant coffee powder so u get magically amazing coffee in just two steps…yes that one.we used the paper cups we give the patients to rinse their mouth with to drink coffee from on day one ,no not the cups patients have used but new cups that we have in stock.its weird I had to clear that up but just for the sake of ppl who like to know and still not understand things to make it even more funnier ,I had to do it.

Day 2 I decide I don’t wanna go with those flimsy thin paper cups and would like to drink coffee like a lady…and I tell the guys they should get their own mugs/cups etc …u know like really cool work places have their own kitchen with the staff coffee mugs and coffee machines and so on.

Day 3 im the only one with the mug :/ and none of the guys  care to get a mug

So my mug is the only mug and everyone wants to use it.desperation reaches to such an extent that there is one whole mug of coffee and five guys are passing it round for sips while I stare in disgust…

Yeah…my mug has seen them all…the hairy upperlips of several men caressing its rim…slurping at the sweetness that lies within…woah woah woah,did u start thinking of something else again…bad bad ppl you guys…stop it…cmon

here is a picture of my mug on the department table…its very nice looking antiqueish .i love the floral design.

My mug has been used by everyone In the department ever since…which sounds very  un hygienic,so to clear things we always wash it vigorously and keep it clean after each use.and no the passing around for sips never happened after the first day( thank god)

stop with the jingoism already.... (puke)!

was just going through the daily posts on fb and came across one which really made me think.
Apparently hypocrisy is a good thing.in any way you see..in the name of religion ,country ,our life,everything. Its not odd to come across the stubborn lot of ppl who no matter what happens make it a point ,to stick to their point, even when they know its wrong.
isnt that unwise? I think it is. Life is not meant to be static at all. Nor are our belief systems. If we dont strive for the better then were obviously going to get stagnated.

So what i came across was an interview by an indian actress "Malika Sherawat", who apparently had given an interview at the Cannes film festival ,in which she made a statement saying "the Indian society is regressive for women" ,(which i second)
For that she was stormed with alot of negative feed back ,when she was back in India

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHSikgTOz70

very few I know stand by her opinion.because all of the rest are worrying themselves sick with the thought that ,"dayum, she is spoiling the ever so spoilt name of India ,even more."
India is amazing btw ,but brushing its flaws under a rug will not be of any help to any one.why work on creating an impression which is obviously false.why endorse hypocrisy?

All i wanna say to the ppl who want to "create an impression" is -
stop kissing ass.its high time.its only coz of this age old tradition of kissing ass that were still stuck in the same place.its a hereditary habit now ,passed on from generation to generation.we should really start putting in an effort to first of all, know our flaws and second,work on improving them.


 

Mornings are the worst :(

Mornings are the worst,and this only the nocturnal folks would understand. No matter how early I sleep I cannot get up on time.i mean I do get up on time but not the time I want to get up on.like I am always on time to college ,but how I get there is what the whole ordeal is about. Usually I get up just about 30 mins before I get to college ,take about 20 mins to shower,dress ,brush,eat and 10 mins to walk down to college.but that’s not always. Most times I feel I deserve an award to get to college on time.like an honorary award.why?read on

ill tell you about this one time I I got up and had like 8 mins to get to college ,I sprung out of bed grabbed my brush and called up my friend for a ride to college while wearing my clothes,

Me:hey,al you in college alleady?coud you phick me up?
him:what?why are you talking this way?

Me:dosn madder ,al you dere alledy?

Him :well yeah everyones here ,were supposed to be here early  today ,remember?

me:dann it ,im comving

2 mins have lapsed since im out of bed I rinse my mouth grab my lab coat wear it and pounce outside.

5 mins have lapsed since me getting out of bed and im running to get down to college

I see the bus coming at a distance ,my heart jumps with glee coz of two reasons,

   1-I don’t have to run all the way down

    2 I didn’t expect it

Jump on the bus and reach college

Walk into the room were supposed to be in and throw my hands in the air waving them with a rock sign like a rockstar !yeah baby 10 mins since I got outta bed ,had my morning workout (all the fucking running)and im in college dressed and ready to rock!
I mean cmon ,who can beat that ?

Now don’t you agree I have to get an award?

I do right?thank you to all the people who support me on this one…ill be sure to mention your names in my speech.i swear!just leave your names in the comments below :P

why is everything muted in slowmotion?

An average day for me is spent in brain racking seminars (wait…is brain racking even a word?), unimaginable long case reports and journal clubs.when I first heard of the word journal club ,the picture that formed in my head was like so ,a slow motion happy and pink world where all residents are laughing in a muted voice and looking at each other and joking about how awesome the “journal club” is.the air is all rosy and someone throws peanuts at another person as a hilarious joke and were all having fun and are in bliss  and eating and still discussing articles from journals in this slow motion perception of mine.whereas sitting in a hot dingy room with a projector with all my fellow residents on one side and our professors on the other ,listening seriously to the person whose turn it is to talk about  the most boring article you can ever find in any journal,is the real thing!
when I found out what journal club really is ,it was like someone actually took my heart out and squeezed it to drain out all the happy slow mo memories and dreams,and I found my self picturing myself in another slow mo thought of mine where I was dearly crying and screaming with my hands on my ears’ don’t do this to my heart!!!’. of course you cudn't hear me screaming /crying….coz,these slow mo thoughts rarely have the original sound of whats going on in them…unless of course you want to go back to sweet memories when your sister and you used to record peoples voices to later go home and play it in slow mo and laugh like hyenas.

Introducing myself...

Iv been ranting a lot lately.mostly due to the Quarter life crisis im going through but also due to the stress I undergo in college.its no ordinary stress people.its like do some monkey gymnastics while calculating 645x537 and analyzing the monalisa all at once ,together,stress.of course they don’t make me do all that :P but believe me its almost like that!

An analogy to what I feel can be seen here….

so a brief intro about myself..im studying to be an orthodontist in a faraway unreachable dragon guarded college in India.no,no im not waiting for a prince charming to rescue me .i can rescue myself thank you.but im just waiting for the right time to slay the dragon...u see im here for a good two and a half more years,so obviously I cannot kill it before that.i mean i wish I could and I wish there was a way to finish this off before hand…but like harry potter I must complete a task before I can kill voldemort!i must find and destroy all horcruxessss!!! Yes..i do go off track quite often…ull just have to get used to it.