Sundarban : Land of the Royal Bengal Tiger & Mangroves!(Part 1)

My visit to sundarban, is dramatic as well as full of thrills. 

Last week I was depressed as hell, and it’s not the first time. Given the emotional and physical stress I was subjected to I think it is completely normal to feel stressed!

So after finishing my ward duty, I returned home at Midnapore.

Next day afternoon, I reached Ghatal by bus with my little sister 👧

Next day morning at 7am our journey started.

The travel was organized by  Obadiah Tour & Travels

Paresh Nagar, Ghatal, West Bengal 721212
097326 97080 .

Journey started from Ghatal Sub Divisional Hospital.

Ghatal Sub Divisional Hospital .
We were in a Mercedes Benz bus, a group of 53.

  All friends and family members! To be truthful I never have traveled before with such a large group! It was marvellous experience.

(More in part 2)

(Image source: my Moto G4+)


Dengue! How severe can it be (part 2)

First day of hospitalization:-

  • When I finally woke up from my dizzy delirium, I found myself in emergency ward of Medical College in my hometown (which is not my alma mater)

This is a peripheral Medical College, anyways as I knew the pathology I was so sure that dengue can’t be this severe! Surely the private path lab who did my blood reports messed up some where! That’s the problem with majority of us young doctors, we have so much confidence in ourselves that we often forget there are 5% cases where things can go wrong beyond our calculized margins!

Platelet count read 19,000, so I was transfused with 5 units of platelet which should increase my platelets count by more 20k.

I was lucky to have been admitted in a cabin, which had both plus and negative points!

Two of my guardians were allowed to stay with me.

And Me : the patient was so weak that was even unable to stand alone due to severe myalgia. And the bathroom was far! 

I was advised caripill which is an extract of papaya leaves and was having general aversion towards food.

There was mild respiratory distress. And fever was coming back very frequently with temperature reaching upto 104 degree F.

Lonely..In the rain!

​~ written by Ms Bhardwaj.

It is raining.

I am sitting in a cab. Safe. Dry.

Going home after a hefty day at work.

Feeling lucky. I could find a cab.

We pause at a signal. Me and the cab.

Drops are winding down its panes.

Windows are slightly fogged.

I remember drawing a heart with my finger.

And an arrow struck through it.

Through the cleared glass, I see a bike.

A boy, in a Yellow Tee and drenched denims, rides it.

Not bowing once to the heavy downpour.

He sits steady. Head held high. As if not for himself.

Behind him, snuggled, sits a young girl.

I couldn’t see her face.

For her face is hidden in the nape of his neck.

Somehow protected from the rain.

He sits upright, so that she could save herself better.

She holds him tight, with her arms around his chest and waist.

One on chest, other on waist.


She is holding something.

She holds a big polythene sheet, in front of his chest.

While he shields her from rain, she covers him with an impermeable layer.

How much they would be helping each other, I don’t know.

For they both were drenched.

I know this but… they both wanted to protect each other.

That proximity, That togetherness, That bond

Made me feel…

I want to be on that bike. Right now.

With a person like him.

Protecting him being her.

Being protected by him being someone.

~ My Most Difficult Time Being Single ~