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The NON-FICTITIOUS FICTIONAL land of DOREMONIA.

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In the land of DOREMONIA, there lived three communities. Gian, Sunio and Nobitha. Gian was a powerful community. Not very smart, but powerful. Sunio was a rich, civilized, educated and clever community.  Nobitha was a poor, uneducated, uncivilized & ignorant community. Gianians and Sunions were close allies. Not that they liked each other, but because they benefited from each other. They both owned the lion's share of wealth and power. Whereas Nobithians barely had any power or wealth. Most of them did menial works to make ends meet. Nobithians had an inferiority complex. They viewed Gian and Sunio with admirance and even felt jealous of what they posessed. Gianians and Sunions on the other hand viewed Nobithians with despise.  Good and bad people existed in equal proportion in all the three communities. However, Gian and Sunio were able to dilute their wrongdoings as they had administration in their fingertips & were well aware of the loopholes within t...

The MASTER of his DESTINY (contd..)

My motorcycle was showing the signs and symptoms of a weak battery since a couple of months. And I had even asked the service guy to check it once. Turns out he hadn't! While I was  bothered about riding a flat tyred motorcycle in a most likely rainy day at the beginning of my journey, something out of syllabus just popped out. And that too a toughie! It's impossible to get a rectifier anywhere near Malebennur. Now I am only left with one option - START the motorcycle and don't turn it off till the journey ends. No tea breaks..nothing! Honestly it was kind of a scary ride. Sun started setting and the darkness started to prevail. And my headlights were as dim as my brain was when I had decided to take bike instead of bus. It was Malnad where I was riding. So there will be certain kilometers that I have to ride without any street light or a human. Although I had phone in my pocket to call Dad in case my bike were to stop, I didn't want to prove my dad right when he had re...

The MASTER of his DESTINY

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INTRO He was a wise old man counting the last few days of his life on earth. I was a teenager who admired him for his wisdom, knowledge and humility. Once in the process of his - 'to and fro of getting admitted and discharged' , I visited him in the hospital. While encouraging me to work harder for my future, he said: "A philosopher once said 'Man is the MASTER of his DESTINY ' ". I was awestruck by what I had just heard. 'How true it is!How mellifluous it is!' said my teenage heart. It was a moment of epiphany. Only to realize in the coming years that it wasn't really true! The MOTORCYCLE conundrum It was getting really difficult for me to balance between work and studies in recent times. Life ain't so rosy for doctors as people imagine it to be.  I was in an ambivalence whether or not to continue work. I was getting frustrated, so I decided to take leave for a month. Where else would an introvert go except his home. And then, the...

The ULTRACREPIDARIAN

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     I went to their home as they wanted me to give a lady an injection of IV antibiotic. I started going through all the blood reports and scan reports just to get an idea of what exactly had happened to her. She had endometritis after undergoing a cesarean section. Her Doctor had advised to continue a couple of injections for a few days post discharge. As I was loading the antibiotic in the 10ml syringe, the old man started commenting - " That doctor unnecessarily did cesarean. I told them, we can do normal delivery only. But they wanted to do cesarean "  I replied - " The Doctor will do cesarean, only if there is an indication. If you can show me the discharge paper I can tell you what the reason was. " The old man didn't seem convinced, he went on to say - " No. She has had normal deliveries previously. The Doctor did cesarean for money. " And I chose to be quiet. It's natural for old people to be adamant. But a latin derived word d...

Significance of the FESTIVAL of SACRIFICE

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Eid-ul-Adha (The festival of sacrifice) or what is also called as Baqrid in the subcontinent is one of the two eids or festivals in the religion of Islam. It is celebrated on the 10th of Dhul hijja month of the islamic calender. Many know this day as a day when Muslims slaughter animals and have sheerkurma in the morning and biryani in the noon. But many people (including many muslims) are unaware of the significance of the ritual slaughter. In this blog, I shall discuss the significance of this festival and the practice of ritual slaughter. Thousands of years ago, there lived a man by the name of Ibrahim (also called as Abraham in the bible) who was also a Prophet of God. Ibrahim didn't have children for a long time. He was blessed with children only after old age. God tested Ibrahim by asking him to sacrifice his son for the sake of God. Although Ibrahim loved his son dearly, he obliged by the command of God and  with a lot of pain in his heart, he became ready to ...

The LEFT HAND doesn't know what the RIGHT HAND has given

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CHARITY - An act of compassion, an obligation on the rich, a right of the poor & a command of the almighty. But one of the greatest errors that many people do is that they practice charity & expect something from people in return. And that expectation can be admiration, political benefit, obedience, name & fame or a simple thank you. This truely is a worthless way of practicing charity. Remember that the responsibility of providing to all creatures is not on you, but rather it's on the one who created you. In the bewildering wilderness of Amazon and in the depths of Pacific, there exists creatures which would amaze us, but what is more amazing is the fact that these creatures thrive and survive without a 9 to 4 job or any bank balance. A bird leaves it's nest empty stomach and returns after having it's fill everyday. My point being, he who takes care of these creatures can also take care of the poor and the needy of the society. Even if we stop doing...