Twenty Six

It’s been long since we last met. Yes, just like Pott says correctly, life is full of shit. After going through a lot of personal trauma in the last 3 months or so, I think I’m finally out of this huge mess. It’s taken a lot of toll, but I guess everyone doesn’t get it on the platter.

I hope that others who are still not out of this shit find their way soon. It’s terrible being in there and I’m glad I’m out before any visible scars. Strangely, some people who have got whatever they needed are still not satisfied and are eager to jump into shit again and again. Ewww.

On a better note, there would be some good Os’s coming your way in this ‘season two’. You may probably have to refresh your memory and I’m sure you all won’t feel like fish out of water on this page. I hope happier times are here again, for not only me, but everyone out there.

Until next time – remember to churn your food after putting it in your stomach. You can’t trust anyone these days.

Twenty Five

(In case you have a poor memory, don’t worry. Refer to cartoon no. 22 to experience the Eureka moment.)

This cartoon makes me nostalgic and reminds me of my first year in medical college, especially because the convocation is around the corner.

This week and the next is going to be busy; lots of work needs to be done in order to organise a good convocation and come up with an interns yearbook. Time flies! But then, life goes on. Year after year, we’ll have Gonecases taking up medicine and writing their experiences for others to read.

Someone recently said that only those who have enough time or are intoxicated enough can come up with something as crazy as Os. I totally agree. Which is why I have concluded that the best life is the one spent in a quiet corner of the earth, where there is no rat-race, no rushing to work, no pushing-shoving and there’s enough time for oneself. I can’t imagine myself being so busy that I cannot do what I feel like doing.

Peaceful, eventful existence.