Motor Cycle Diaries 3

"Ma'am, I wanted to meet Dr. Abhishek?"

It's not a morning time this time and I am on my client way. It's 1.30pm but weather is like dawn. Rain had it's wings all over the earth last night. Clouds were still showing signs and earth was smelled like a chocolate cake. I should have been back home taking my lunch but how can you say NO to client and especially when he is a well educated doctor?

Doctory is a profession I respect the most. I see cleanliness from the top of their single hair to the bottom of their ankles. Hospital was big and structure was like that of modern.

"Park your shoes outside" - Banner welcomed me. After cleanliness, boards are the second thing you observe in any hospital. It has been taught in schools, don't deny the doctors!

Hospital looked more beautiful when a beautiful girl was on reception. She immediately dialed some numbers and asked me to take a seat. I turned back but where's the seat? Patients all around. Oh, I don't want a company of patients especially I am supposed to show my energies to my client. Not at all! I chose standing at reception!

Free time and professional-cum-poet is a deadly combination! There were lot of boards (instructions) I can see.

On the extreme left of reception, two helpers were seating - "Nursing Station". I wish my train never stop at that station. Who does want to pass time with nurse? Yukk! They come with injections.

First label I liked there was "theater" though it was an operation theater. Somehow this Bollywood lover loves the word theater anyhow he face it.

If you go a little straight on the porch, ICU welcomes you. Caption was there as well - "Don't come without permission." What the hell? Who would like to come even with permission?

"Sir, Dr. Abhishek is calling you. Please come this way." - One girl took me to his cabin.

The moment door opened, I see one more label on a door behind Doctor's chair. "Dark Room." Perhaps it was an X-ray room. Else, for patients its obviously a horror room like they call it only - dark room.

Doctor was very warm and kind to talk. I greeted him on his grand new opening and took my leave. One more labels were waiting in the front outside - "CSSD" I don't know what does it mean but wished it could have been CCD? Perhaps because of this filmy character, today I am not a doctor.

Next I kicked on my bike for some hot bhindi sabji and few chappatis! Opps! I can't resist!