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Tuesday, 30 April 2013

dream

she came flying
i was down lying

on the muddy marshes of all my problems
with my feet and hands stuck in the swamps

she hugged me tight
and i went on a flight

with her into to skies and above the seas
and i crossed the mountains,and all the ways

and then it was the sunrise
and she was gone to my surprise

i looked down on to the marshy problems
i was lying on the hard plateau of my experiences

she was a dream
yes she taught me to dream.

surprises (in my relationship)

i love surprises
i love coincidences
i just pray , that each moment may
be a surprise and a coincidence
but alas! to my surprise, the only surprise that visited
is the lethargic boredom of the obvious and the expected

My Driving Licence

I got a license today
To drive a car alone
To break the traffic rules and also
To verbally abuse my co-drivers

MEDICINES, RELATIONSHIPS AND YOU!

Okay! This is my personal experience. Before being into this relationship counselling that i am doing, of course in a small scale non-profit way, i used to be in this relationship. My girlfriend suffered from depression and OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder). And she was on pharmacotherapy for the same; she was on SSRIs. Just like most of the relationships, our had tough times too. I couldn't take it then. It was my guilt for my family, being born to an orthodox (rather semi - orthodox) Indian family. I couldn't take it. So i being a medical student then (and a half - doctor), decided to gulp some SSRIs myself.

I opened my pharmacology textbook and saw the first SSRI listed. It was fluoxetine. I liked the name. And of course i read about the adverse effects and the drug interactions. I went for it. There were occasions when we fought rather literally ( for we were kids, i presume). And then i couldn't take them. I gulped double doses of prodep (fluoxetine). I don't know if it was a placebo effect or real maniac attack, i just went uncontrollable one night.

Okay this is what happened. I was walking on the road in our college campus, and i found a nice bouquet lying on the road (it probably had a story to tell, mostly a rejected proposal). I could see it smiling at me. And i picked it up. I just told my friends that I am gonna give this to the girl i see next.

Now a little about me, I was this shy boy in the class, who really didn't talk to anyone. And people were surprised to know that i was in a relationship with a girl who had problems with her mood who was a year elder to me.

And here I see a girl coming in a blue shirt and a black jeans and walking towards the hostel. I walked towards her and gave the bouquet to that complete stranger and said "this is for you!" (Nobody who knew me believed this; now i even i doubt if i could do it though i don't regret it ;) ). The petrified and surprised girl took the flowers and went away. (Later i realised that she was my friends brothers girlfriend ).

I was still laughing loud until i saw the mirror. I saw my face and I asked is this me?

Well now here is the question. I had social anxiety. Or probably still have it now, though to a lesser extent. That was what i meant when I said I was shy. Now fluoxetine at a dose of 10 mg - 20 mg is sure a treatment for the same. The question is does these drugs change the person who you are. If someone on these drugs love you, would they still love you when they are out of it?

A debatable question. My opinion is, we must limit the liberal usage of these drugs. I mean for conditions like minor social anxiety. CBT (cognitive and behavioural therapy) is a very good alternative for social anxiety.

Monday, 22 April 2013

THE ASHES OF MEMORIES

I wrote, the things big and small
I wrote, the sadness and laughter and all

The things known and unknown
and the poem was my very own

i decorated it with imagination
there was no room for speculation

i read it again
and i read it again

then as usual i scratched it
deep and wide across it

not satisfied i tore it into pieces
and put it with the wastes

just to burn it later

just to burn my memories

just to burn my memories.....