Saturday evening was worth remembering. I went on a long walk in the rain, with my hostel friends. When evrybody were running into their houses and shops avoid getting drenched, we were the only ones walking out, carrying our colorful umbrellas. With not a care in the world, we walked on. Felt like a night carnival, minus the crowd, with spotlights from the lightning and music of the thunder. We walked on talked on about the week, work place gossip etc etc. Got a sudden urge to eat something spicy, and what a luck..the bajji shop was open. It wasnt a shop exactly just a cart with sheet of plastic for its roof, owned by a couple. They cooked up some hot spicy bajjies which we gobbled up without wasting a minute. Then we rushed to an icecream shop to have some, to cool our burning throats. Soon after that we started walking back to our hostel in the darkness.
Was almost midnight, when i just finished my dinner and got into bed. When i just plugged in my earphones to listen to my favorite songs, i heard my friend calling me out loud. I rushed into her room, and there she was lying down clutching her stomach. She was sick and crying in pain. We were all freaked out, where do we take her, what do we do at this hour. I took my friend with another friend to the hospital nearby. To our bad luck the shutter was closed. We banged hard on the glass doors, didnt care if it would break. The guard came running, cursing us all the way, having woken him up from his sleep. How could he sleep peace fully when we were having a nightmare. We rushed inside called the doctor on duty. My friend had a bad stomach and had to be admitted then and there. Without second thoughts and without listening to her tantrums we got her admitted. The staff said they were giving us a special ward, which turned out to be men's general ward. We went in without complaining. The clock struck one, the corridors were dark and empty, the room had a bad odor which further added to the ambience of the so-called special room. My sick friend was almost in tears, when the nurse was poking a needle in her veins, i looked on as the fluid passed on from the small plastic bag hung onto the bed, through the tubes into her veins. Wasn't a pleasant sight. After she fell asleep, i tried to sleep, but there were some other big fat blood sucking inhabitants in the room which weren't letting me sleep.
Soon after the lights were switched off by the ward boy, i could hear the sound of the fluid dripping from the bottle. They sounded like the ticking of the clock. With minutes passing into hours i fell asleep. I could feel the heat on my bare hands, the rays of the morning sun were peeking into the room. I woke up and checked on my friend she was doing fine. After getting her some breakfast,we left the hospital in an hour. Felt great to go back to the hostel, was like going back home. The night before was dreadful, that was the first time i ever stayed at the hospital. Well it was a strange experince, but alls well that ends well. Now that completes my weird weekend. Strange yet beautiful, surprising yet scary. I wish for many more such weekends filled with rain and fun, minus nights at hospital!!
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