|10||Posted by Sarbjit under Anecdote, Incidents, Life Confrontations, Personal, Sarbjit|
“The Bangladesh Eye Flu”
It was probably sometime in 1971 when I was around 12 years old that there was a very widespread epidemic of eye flu christened Bangladesh Eye flu. It was probably named so because this was brought in by the huge influx of Bangladeshi refugees into India around the time of Indo-Pak war. Very infectious, every third or fourth person seemed to be getting it.
As boarders in PPS (The Punjab Public School, Nabha, Punjab, India) there were very few ways of getting away from classes. Worse still, probably the only way to be able to go home during regular school days was if we got very sick. This Bangladesh Eye Flu was like a gift from God. Those who were getting ‘red eyes’ were sent home immediately because of fear of spread of the disease.
These kinds of ‘gifts’ however have a way of playing hard to get, really hard to get. I and some of my close ‘associates’ just wouldn’t get it no matter how hard we tried. We even tried touching the eyes of the inflicted individuals and then touching our own. Nope, it just wouldn’t happen. Damn ! what do we do now?
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“Who Am I?”
“Who am I?”
is quite a,
A regular guy,
with a perfect family,
or a perfect guy,
with a regular family?
|04||Posted by Sarbjit under Life Confrontations, Personal, Sarbjit|
“My Tryst With God”
( Sarbjit Singh )
I was born in a Sikh family and religion was an integral and important part of life. My father was an eye doctor and my mother was a convent educated girl from Malaya (now Malaysia). Though important, our religious rituals didn’t go beyond getting together in the evenings and reciting from the “Nitnem Gutka”, a collection of five religious prayers. My father however, did try to read through a couple of pages of the Guru Granth Sahib, the religious book of the Sikhs every day. Though religious minded or should I say spiritual, he was not a fanatic and believed in interpreting religion logically.
I was a very curious kid from ever since I remember and wanted answers to all that happened around me. My father would try to answer my questions whenever he had the time. Besides medicine, (more…)
|04||Posted by Sarbjit under Humor, Life Confrontations, Personal|
“Give them a finger, and they’ll take the whole hand”
(One Act Play based on real life incident)
Receptionist on the phone:
Sir, I am calling from Dr Shamsher Singh Eye Hospital. Is Mr Kirpal Singh there?
Answer: No such person here
Receptionist: But this number was given by him to the hospital. He was supposed to come for eye surgery today at 7.30am. His surgery is scheduled for 10:00am. It is already 9:30am.
Answer: Ok, he is coming.
Man: My name is Kirpal Singh. I have come for my operation.
Reception: But Sir, you are too late. The surgery list is over.
Kirpal Singh: I was busy. Do my surgery now.
Reception: Sorry Sir, that is not possible.
Kirpal Singh: OK, do it on Monday morning.
Reception: Sorry Sir, It can now be rescheduled only for next Friday.
Kirpal Singh: You think I have no other work? Do it on Monday.
Reception: You can speak to the doctor.
Doctor: Yes Mr Kirpal Singh. How may I help you.
Kirpal Singh: Do my surgery on Monday. I am busy on other days.
Doctor: Mr Kirpal Singh, we are doing your surgery free of cost under charitable clinic.We are fully booked on other days. We can schedule your surgery only on Friday. If it doesn’t suit you, you can get it done elsewhere.
Kirpal Singh: OK Sir, I’ll come on Friday.
|30||Posted by Sarbjit under Anecdote, Life Confrontations, Personal, Sarbjit, Story|
After examining the relevant car papers and finding all in order, they started to ask some mundane questions like; “Why the jeep’s headlight glass is not blackened in the upper half?” “The car number plate is a little small.” etc. etc.
It was by now obvious to the couple that thepolice were just harassing them to get some bribe out. As the policemen discussed something with their officer who sat in a small cubical on the roadside, the young couple started to have an argument. The wife suggested that they give a little bribe and then they could be on their way. The husband would not budge from his committed stand of “No Bribing!”.
|26||Posted by Sarbjit under Anecdote, Humor, Personal, Sarbjit, Story|
I was to be startled by sudden movement of something on my still dangling leg. As if by reflex, my hand, with all the energy and quickness,went down to grab my thigh. I suddenly realized that a small little brat rat had ventured into my pajamas and was going up towards the forbidden area. What nerve and balls does this rat have?No, no buddy. This is a no entry zone. I jumped and shook the leg and the whole body as if being electrocuted. Before I knew it, the rat had beaten a retreat and had run under the bed. I took my slipper, the only potential weapon that I had near me and banged it against the bed and on the floor trying to scare the rat out.No, the rat wasn’t coming out.