Picture this- White apron sporting people all round you in a building where your nose can't help but inhale air that's redolent with medicine -like smell. . It's a hospital I’m talking about, right?? Right, but not in the sense you think its right. I am the poor patient alright.
Paradox1- I’m wearing an apron too and looking thoroughly professional when in real life I’m thoroughly not so.
Paradox 2- The people around me are engineers (and not doctors as you guessed).
Paradox 3- The place is a pharmaceutical company and no real hospital! I go to a hospital when I’m sick. But whenever I visit the pharmaceutical company I GET sick.
I'm supposed to go to this place each day of the coming 6 months - ideally. To hell with ideality, I go there for no more than 2 days a week.
Picture more- The time is 1 o'clock in the afternoon. I’m gearing to get out of the sickening premises of the pharma company. I’m moving towards the main gate. I meet a pair of 1 and a 1/2 month trainees from some PTU college (I’d made friends with them that morning itself). They are coming after having a look at the various company processes. this is how we converse:
T1(looking disappointed): "22g Chemical engineering tan barbadi aa!!"
I: "Kyon 22 ki ho gya, why're you talking so strange??"
T2:"dass yaar ehna nu supervisor ne ki dassye saanu huni huni. . "
T1: "22g tuhanu pata hai chemical companies like the ones producing pyridine are bund paaadu. some of the side effects of chemical exposure in those companies include infertility!!!!"
T1:(hand moving towards the groin and easily finding what he was looking for, shaking it vigorously)" ehda ki banu 22g???"
T2:"hor pher ehdi ghar waali eddar bhajju te meri waali ne wi hor banda phad laina!!"
I: could only laugh at their antics.
T1:" bund marao, i'll run away from india, chemical engineering nu thudda maar dena appan."
We all laugh heartily.
I continue to move towards the main gate, get out and smell the fresh air- what feel!!! That's life. My eyes share the feel too- In the distance I see the hills and the clouds over them makes them all the more enticing. I wish I could run off the road and outta the rickety PRTC bus to those hills- that'd be having the time of my life!! Alas, some things are made only to be cherished from a distance and so I sit in the bus and just let my eyes savor the beauty, and let my mind take a plunge into all the fantasies of the hilly adventures! Someday, I’ll make them true!
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2 comments:
Awesome description ..
It is good that you have to attend it only twice a week...That convo with ptu students is cool...
As usual.. a very detailed and awesome description.. and i know that it smells like hell in pharma industry yar.. just one word - Pathetic..
anyways, hor experiences bare dasda reh !!
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