Madeleine

2014-03-21
20:39:11

Happy Holi!
 
Last monday we got a holiday, believe it or not, since Holi was celebrated!
It is one of the oldest and biggest festival celebrated mostly in the north of India, and the celebration starts on the evening by lightening a bondfire. The next day is the main day, and is called Dhuleti. On this day people throw colors on each other, dancing to music and wish each other Happy Holi!
 
There are many stories behind the celebration and it has changed over the years. Earlier it also used to be a special rite performed by married women for their families happines, wellbeing and  for the full moon. But the celebration is maninly about the victory of good over evil and true devotion, about forgivness but also a way to welcome the spring which happens mainly in the north! In the south of India people worship the love God, Kaamadeva, on the day of Holi.
I didn't get a propper explanation though about the reason why people throw colors on each other. Not even from my Indian friends. Someone who can give me an answer on that?!
 
 

 
Holi was celebrated in many places in Manipal! But I went to KMC Greens with Jeeanie and met some one my classmates there! It was soo much fun:)  
I had A LOT of problems to get the colours of thought, and I still got some pink spots on my eye brows, and my hair is still coloures red and dark brown.. We had clinicals the day after, and a lot of my college friends gave me an extra look, teachers just smiled when they saw me...
 
 
 

2014-03-12
14:13:12

omg...
 
Apparently I locked in my roomie this morning when I was going to the clinicals, and forgot that she was still sleeping in the room....!!! And so she had to call down to the Akka, who has the spare key... Gaaah! Hahaha:) Am sooo sorry Ally dear!! How could I've forgotten you...
 
 
 
 
 

2014-03-09
10:51:00

The Indian Man
 
 
Yesterday I there was a lot of thoughts and frustrations that came to me regarding the Indian man... How does he function? What's going on inside his brain? 
People say that women are diffucult to understand, but hey, The Indian Man is about to drive me a bit crazy. And no, not in a very physical way.
The thing is that I can't even put words to my frustration. And so I found a very interesting blog which I kind of felt related to, Decoding the Indian Man, feeling that am not the only one trying to understand him.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

2014-03-07
21:34:00

When words are not needed
 
I had my last posting at K2, orthopedic ward today. 
I told an old women that I would cut her nails if she wanted me to.  And so I told her that I would be back again soon and do it.
Well, I didn't exactly tell her that. But with a few words in Kannada I knew that she understood that I would go and then come back again;)
It's really, really tricky to communicate some times,.. No, a lot of times.. But when you end up in those situations when not much words has to be said to explain something, a feeling or whatever.. that's when you find the beauty in communication between two people.
Words does not always has to be said for two people to understand each other. Could you call that a type of love?!
 
So, after I had done my preparation (after following all the principles of the nail cutting procedure which was taught by our teacher. Yes, cutting nails is not just cutting nails..) I went back to the old woman. And when she saw me she stretched out her hand towards me as she wanted to tell me "There's the girl that is going to cut the nails for me, had here's my hand". 
My heart melted... 
 
 
 
 

2014-03-02
17:54:28

Charity, of course!

She had been admitted to KMC hospital for about three month, when she finally decided to leave her life on earth.  Many of the fourh year students had taken care of her during their paediatric posting. And so they got to know the girl and her family very well. After their daughters death, the hospital did not agree to handle over the body to the parents until they had paid the total hospital bill. This forced the parents to sell all their land to be able to do that. When the student got to hear about the parents money issue, they decided to start an voluntary collecton of money from us college stuents and faculty that would go directly to the parents.
Loosing a daughter is bad enough. Loosing a daughter plus their whole source of income can't be described in words.
 
Nursing is more than giving injections and changeing bed sheets...