Ten

This Sunday was my co-intern, Nirali’s birthday. Both of us had emergency duty in ward 12 on Saturday which was supposed to go on till Sunday morning 7. Ward side-room is as sidey as it sounds; it’s certainly not the best place to celebrate one’s birthday.

But we had a nice time. Some friends got a huge cake at around 11:45pm Saturday night and quietly slinked into the side-room without her knowledge. The cake was amazing! Vishaal and Mansi had meticulously planned every detail to surprise Nirali. Nitya was armed with her camera.

Coming back to the topic – Rujul cut a huge piece of cake and stuffed it in my mouth. I think I was talking too much. That was a ploy to keep my mouth shut. It worked real well; but the cake was heavenly and my mouf managed to gulp it down in no time.

Did I say mouf? Sorry. It’s difficult to talk when your mouf is full.