I want to record a particular day in my life(technically 2 days) so that in future during moments of doubts and confusion i remember that we should not make assumptions of what we are capable of. i am not going to boast in this post. its just that sometimes its ok to admire oneself, especially in my case because all my life i have been giving people respect by default without verifying wther they deserve it or not.
It was a friday. my friend had not been feeling well throughout the week. that evening it became worse, he went to the pompiers to be sent to the hospital as recommended by the doctor. the pompiers didnt listen to him and sent him back. i had gone too, to convince them but they were being deaf to us and the doc. he had great difficulty in climbing back and so we waited in the staircases. people laughed at us coz they thought we were being naughty in the dark. i took him to his room to wait for the sos doctor. it was already 1am. he couldnt sleep, his head was hurting. i was blank, emotionless and confused. i brought him food, pillow, meds. nothing comforted him.he hadnt got sleep for last 2 days. i kept all the emotions out. i sat beside him, waiting for the doc to come. he came at 3am. i went down to meet him and show him up. he did checkups and tests. let me skip a bit.
my friend couldnt sleep even after the doc left. it was 5am when we had to call pompier again and this time they took him to the hospital. i slept and woke up at 7am. i had to go pay the bill otherwise they would sue me. the place was very far away deep inside paris. no breakfast, i took a few biscuits with me, cost me 1 euro for 5. i went down lozere steps, bought tickets till massy. from massy i took rer c for the first time. i had to wait a lot and the platform was like sealdah. then a doubledecker train came. i went upstairs and started sleeping. i was feeling nausea and hunger. biscuits helped. i woke up from time to time to check with my friend. once i woke up and found the train crowded. my stop came very late. when i got down, i realised via maps that i have to walk 1.5 kms now. it was very hot and sunny. the roads were not walk friendly. so i started my "trek" when i came to a bus stop. it went till the hospital(where i was supposed to pay the bill)!!
but once i got down i again had to walk a lot till i reached the campus. i couldnt take off the layers of clothes i was wearing, the heat was unbearable. at the reception they said the office was closed. i almost fell.
she said i can write a cheque. saved!
then walking, bus, train to notredame. i was feeling lonely there coz everytime i go to saint michel de notredame my friends are there. i walked to a nearby mcd. i was wishing that someone might make a film on me, me sitting alone on those high chairs, eating a lonely sandwich with the big glass window overlooking those happy faces and romantic couples. again i took the train, the bus and finally reached my room. was too tired to visit him in the hospital.
its amazing that i did all this but i dont want it again.
It was a friday. my friend had not been feeling well throughout the week. that evening it became worse, he went to the pompiers to be sent to the hospital as recommended by the doctor. the pompiers didnt listen to him and sent him back. i had gone too, to convince them but they were being deaf to us and the doc. he had great difficulty in climbing back and so we waited in the staircases. people laughed at us coz they thought we were being naughty in the dark. i took him to his room to wait for the sos doctor. it was already 1am. he couldnt sleep, his head was hurting. i was blank, emotionless and confused. i brought him food, pillow, meds. nothing comforted him.he hadnt got sleep for last 2 days. i kept all the emotions out. i sat beside him, waiting for the doc to come. he came at 3am. i went down to meet him and show him up. he did checkups and tests. let me skip a bit.
my friend couldnt sleep even after the doc left. it was 5am when we had to call pompier again and this time they took him to the hospital. i slept and woke up at 7am. i had to go pay the bill otherwise they would sue me. the place was very far away deep inside paris. no breakfast, i took a few biscuits with me, cost me 1 euro for 5. i went down lozere steps, bought tickets till massy. from massy i took rer c for the first time. i had to wait a lot and the platform was like sealdah. then a doubledecker train came. i went upstairs and started sleeping. i was feeling nausea and hunger. biscuits helped. i woke up from time to time to check with my friend. once i woke up and found the train crowded. my stop came very late. when i got down, i realised via maps that i have to walk 1.5 kms now. it was very hot and sunny. the roads were not walk friendly. so i started my "trek" when i came to a bus stop. it went till the hospital(where i was supposed to pay the bill)!!
but once i got down i again had to walk a lot till i reached the campus. i couldnt take off the layers of clothes i was wearing, the heat was unbearable. at the reception they said the office was closed. i almost fell.
she said i can write a cheque. saved!
then walking, bus, train to notredame. i was feeling lonely there coz everytime i go to saint michel de notredame my friends are there. i walked to a nearby mcd. i was wishing that someone might make a film on me, me sitting alone on those high chairs, eating a lonely sandwich with the big glass window overlooking those happy faces and romantic couples. again i took the train, the bus and finally reached my room. was too tired to visit him in the hospital.
its amazing that i did all this but i dont want it again.
