More on this image a little later.
Mom tells me that the onset of winter season is usually the time when I fall sick. Dad's business also shows a rise at that time, so it suggests that there is nothing special coming out of my nose.Dad BTW is a wholesale dealer of medicines. But this time round, I had a extended period of MoM's so called yearly viral infection cycle.
Fever getting high enough to make an omelette on my forehead, sneezing at an intensity to create a sudden and pretty unpleasant monsoon shower for people around, and a running nose which reminded me of those old rusty Delhi Jal Board taps which had water coming out from the most unbelievable parts no matter how tightly the lid was closed. (Did i exaggerate that?)
So after weeks of all the above, 'Common sense' prevailed and I decided to visit a doctor, an E.N.T - Ear, Nose and Tongue specialist. Errr...toungue ??...Alright I didn know that one before...Ear Nose and Throat specialist. But come to think of it, the Tongue is an important organ in our body and deserves a specialist doctor...It tells you whether that soggy thing in your mouth is the delicious cheeze burst pizza or the disgusting 'tinda-lockey-gheeya-whatever' sabzi. Heck, it also tells you what exactly is stuck between you two teeth right at the back.
Coming back to Mr ENT, Dad took me to his clinic. Yes its a thumb rule. If its a Doc visit, Dad will be there. So waiting at his clinic, i noticed the number of degrees/certifications he had posted on his wall of fame. Do these guys ever get tired of studying? I guess not even God knows how I managed my 4 years of engineering. (Only the friend sitting ahead of me in the exams knows)
Finally our turn came and I found myself sitting saakshaat in front of the superstar (Well his wall for fame does seem to suggest so) Only his face a little hard to recogonize as he had this big torch mounted on his forehead and that green mask covering his nose. Actually, when we enetred he did not had his mask on. But just after listening to my symptoms he had it on quicker than he would had grabbed any of those degrees or awards. Dad told me later that was the 'Swine-Flue Protection Mask'. Easy guys, no need to cover your noses. The Doc had it off immidiatley after he was done examining me.
Ofcourse I didn have swine flue. What a relief!! But wait...the masked and torch mounted friend had something big on his mind. Sinus..or what the medics say just to sound stylish "Sinusitis". Well I had heard this term before and had the impression that it was just another fancy name for the common cold. But the doc certainly didn think likewise. Over the course of next 10-15 minutes he explained as to why the DJB tap inside my nose was constantly leaking. The main reason he pointed out was a slight bend/curve in my nose bone. He even showed us video of how a small camera (i guess its called an endoscope) had beutifully captured the till now unexplored, wet and hairy world of the inside of someones nasal cavity. Boy!! just watching that process my heart skipped a beat. No, there was nothing romantic about it as the Doc prescribed to put that very missile inside MY nasal cavity the next time I eneterd his territory. Man i was scared. I still close my eyes whenever i cross the lane that has his clinic.
Out of this fear, I decided to change course to the freindly neighbourhood homeopathic doctor who gave me some friendly neighborhood homeopethic medicine (choti meethi safed goliyan) and withing 10 days I was back to normal. No offenses to my doctor frinds reading this post :)
I still remember what that ENT doc said to explain all his diagnosis in what he called layman's terms:
"Basically...aapki naak ki haddi TEDHI hai"
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The life of an IT professional is tough and demanding. Go to office each day in an Air Conditioned cab, spend whole day in a swanky Air Conditioned office, do meetings where you through big words and ideas, write some buggy code, eat junk and dont exercise. Thats some work out. As a result of this pains taking routine that I been having for the past 3 years, my back has started giving some problems.
So just as a precautionary measure went to AD's sister (a physiotherapist by profession) to see what was happening behind my back. She did an X-RAY and strongly suggested that I correct my posture. Readers please take a note here. I noticed that there was a chart in the hospital which described which had Do's and Dont's for day-to-day sitting and standing positions. I quickly was able to recoganise my sitting posture from that chart...looked up to find that it was under the Dont's section :( And whats worse is that I have seen most of my frinds and collegues having the same posture. Guys have a look at the image above. I'm sure you'll find yourself in it.
But what was interesting was what Didi and both AD had to say after looking at my XRAY
"Basically, teri backbone thodi TEDHI hai"
I wonder what inspried Atif to sing that song from the movie Ajab Prem ki Gazab Kahani.
