Funny hospital stays with my father

Dad was in the hospital again. Another surgery, a minor one. As usual I was there to give him company. We shared a room with this other couple. Guy was being operated, his wifey was telling the world about it. That’s where the fun began. She continued talking to the lady called Mamta while moving

A new world

Change, the constant.

The second jab

You will have to buy another mask.Why? This won’t do.Huh?Let me get this; the mask i wore, a faint off white with light green fused with darker green floral designs – one i bought at a fancy mall in a designer outlet where it sold like hot cakes. The one i wear frequently to meet,

Call me if you need anything

A much-needed phone call.

Twin-sharing bed

Twin-sharing or single, what’s the difference?

My dad’s name, the tongue-twister

What can sharing a name lead to?

Chemist shop conversations

Multiple conversations outside a medicine shop.

Casualty

Little girl wheels by prettyHer eyes shrink, Waiting in eternity Refuse to seeShe is but one more Casual….ty The waiting room of a private hospital – which I still find pricey – held nothing for me. A few oddballs – Mallu couple discussing lunch,  Sindhi housewife dissecting a blood report on mobile, a senior citizen inspecting his bill. Otherwise,