How could a man pull out a woman's intestine out of her body without a single pinch of mercy-Kerala's Rape Case Dilemma






Here we go again. Another sensation by the media which will bring the news to the entire world.  A rape case, unwilling sexual act on a woman, forced insertion into her vagina and accidentally, highlight that word “ accidentally’ pulled out her intestines. How do you feel when you read this as the headlines? Scared? Gory? traumatized?  Probably,  but after some time we forget, get norm to it because it happened to someone who is far away from us and go on with our life.
That was exactly what happened to the Dehli rape case. At first the whole world was angry. We voiced out our anger, went on protest, lit up candles, felt sorry and all other emotional dramas we can put up but after the judgement what did we do? Someone worst than a beast walked out freely with a sewing machine and we just nodded in disagreement, and walked away. We gave way to the crime to evoke again. We did not handle the first one good enough that the beast awakened. A law student. She could be a future someone, could have been a good leader who would have made her country proud. Now she is dead. In vain. What justice will do for her? Her character will be questioned, her family will be thrashed with words, we will cut deeper into an already bleeding wound. Womankind will be pushed one step behind again.
Who is the reason behind this? Us. The world. To be more specific, the womankind herself. Why?
We warn our daughters not to wear skimpy clothes. Don’t go out late at night. Do not go out without the companion of a male. Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t this, don’t that. We teach the society to turn against women at every chance, at every crime. We try to correct the roots but not the soil that holds the roots together. When such incidents happen, each and every female in this world feels the pain. At least for a minute, we feel sorry and equally traumatized. A small fear builds up within us, every man we see on the road after that will make us feel insecure. We will be uneasy in our own skin. The fear teaches us to be afraid of crime, correct ourselves but it will not fix anything because a woman’s next step will be pulled back each every time such horror takes place. FEAR engulfs.


Look back carefully, what have you taught your sons? To respect woman? To not raise hand on her? To not harass her? To not look at her private parts like its allowed? Eve teasing? Cyber bullying? Verbal abuse?  When all these so called small crimes happened, we let it go. We don’t even scold our sons because its just part and parcel of a boy’s life. Boys will always be boys. Then it accumulates over the years and leads to rape. Just like eve teasing, rape is nothing. Hurting and injuring are just part of teasing women. That’s the mentality these men grew up with. We let that bad behavior to grow into a beasty act because no one corrected your sons when they should have been. So instead of correcting your daughters all the time,teach some good lessons to your sons too. If they misbehave,punish them so that they don’t repeat it and grow up to be a rapist. Prevention is better than cure. Apply that to your sons also.



Together  wake up and fix this. If a man has all the guts to pull out a woman’s intestine out from a body without a single pinch of mercy in him for the pain that she will go through, why cant we punish him the same way? Is hanging him to death gives the feel of the same pain? Repay a crime the same way it happened. Cut off his genital part, show it to the world, let each and everyone who felt the pain of the girl, feels the pain of the man who commits the crime. Teach your kids at a young age that when you commit a crime, you will be punished the same way or worse than the crime itself. Instead of allowing the fear to evolve inside a woman, let the fear of the punishment builds up inside each man who thinks woman deserves the pain men cause her.


 If you commit crime which is beyond imagination, then you must be able to pay the same consequences.
Pay the pain with pain. Stop injustice towards women. Law must not be biased based on gender.
The next time a man thinks vagina is a key opening that he can simply use anything to break it open, remind him that his penis can be bent and damaged the same way too. Genital parts are not toys.
Plant this into everyone’s mind this time through the punishment that will be given to the criminals for Kerala Rape case. Don’t let another woman die in vain. Today its her , tomorrow it can be your daughter.
Don’t rest the case and give way to another brutal rape.


An article by Thini Selvan



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sorry for that..

Lakdhes

Cyberbully -by a kiddo

Somehow, time made him came across my path.He's an interesting 22 years kiddo who crosses border everyday to earn a living.Well life is hard,but he smoothed over the hardness by updating his Fb status.This guy must be a real example of a keyboard warrior.
(Some people that over loved me might feels that I'm doing the same thing.If you know me,you will knew that we both aren't the same.)
Making the story short,he flirted with my sister's friend and she said something offensive about him 'which is to good to be true ' and boomm,shit started.





Lets look at some of his art work.









Dont know what shit he talking about.




and this status was for my sister. ๐Ÿ˜
It means ask about me in my school and the place im living,then you will know about me.If I ask my friends(who is also an ass I guess),he will pour ?? on your face.

??= acid   ๐Ÿ˜ˆ 


Pour what?Next time be specific brotha.haha..he must be a small time don who working hard to earn a name as badass ash*le by promoting on Fb.





Ok shit got real.

I dont give the rights to anyone to say such things to someone related to me.



Ok,let's see how strong his balls can hold the air pressure ⚽









 ๐Ÿ˜ And the next moment after we talked(which he said he dont have any problem at all and settled -๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿ“Œpunctured,if you know what I mean).๐Ÿ’ƒ

๐Ÿ‘‡ his status regarding me.As if he let me walk in peace.



Haha,damn fake Fb hero. ๐Ÿ‘น




If you can't  be real,at least dont be f@cking fake on social media.He was fake even in real.He asked sorry when my cousin went n met him.Aperumm yethukee tambi.. ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

lakdhes

Largest Stadium


While watching the game,I wondered which stadium is the largest in the world..the Rungrado 1st of May Stadium is a multi-purpose stadium in Pyongyang, North Korea, completed on May 1, 1989. It is currently the largest stadium in the world, with a capacity of 150,000 and occupies 20.7 hectares (51 acres). The stadium can seat 150,000,which is the largest stadium by capacity in the world and the world's 12th largest sporting venue.

Lakdhes

A strange sunset.


All of us have stopped to stare at a beautiful sunset at least once in our life.. Why is it that the sky looks like it's bleeding when the sun goes down?
As the sun sets, the light must travel through more of the atmosphere before the rays get to you. By more atmosphere, that means more molecules which scatter the blue and violet light. If the light's refracting path is long enough, the blue and violet lights go further than our eye can see. This leaves the pink, orange and red colors for us to look at. So that's why sunsets are usually pink, orange and red.

Lakdhes

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious~ Special Note for Toxic Relationship








Today,I learnt something new about muscles-Muscles cannot push.They can only pull.๐Ÿ˜• When something on your body is “pushing,” it’s actually because another muscle is pulling. For example, when your push something with your arms, it’s actually your muscles in the back of your arm pulling the elbow.



At last ,it's weekend .Lots of thing piled up for the coming week.So,I thought this is the time  to clean my table.While cleaning my drawer,I saw an old RM1 note with something written on it with a pencil with a date on it.It was 19th Feb 2010.

'Bhai ,darwas kulla bla2,' I heard a tired voice and loud bangs on the door which literally woke me from my nostalgic recalls.

I walked towards the door with my hot coffee and the one buck note in my hands while the anonymous  guy continued to slam the door.

'Wait!' I opened the door.
It's the filter water guy,Partha.Drinking boiled tap water is still unacceptable since the arsenic contain is high and the colour and odour of underground water obtained using a boring machine is awful.The good thing about the water supply is that it's free of charge.-No water bill every month.
The bad part is,the sound pollution created by the boring machine which is damn fucking annoying especially at night.At times,even I have to use the stairs all the way to 5th floor,Im grateful that my flat is soundproofed from the annoying sound.

' I've been knocking for two minutes,'Partha said with a pity face for carrying the water jug all the way to 5th floor.That reaction usually cost me extra 30taka as his tips.

' It was not even twenty seconds ',I sighed as I carry the 5 gallon water jug without spigot.

' Is that a tamil song?' Partha was curious listening to the AR Rahman's beats that I played in the room.
' Yeah',I said.
' I love tamil movies and I love Prabash',he continued without knowing that Prabash is a telugu actor and ended his sentence with his smelly burp.

I took 100taka from my wallet to pay him without respond much.

' What's that? ' he asked pointing to the 6 years old ' ancient' note that I'm holding in between my fingers along with the cup of coffee.



' It's Malaysian currency',I said without showing him much.

'From your girfriend ?' Partha made a smart guess looking at the note  with his eagle eyes.

' Sort of,yes,' I smiled sheepishly.

' You both not together?' he asking more than he should looking at my unpleasant reaction.

It's been two month I'm staying alone since all went back for holidays  and a few minute conversation with a real human wont do any harm I guessed and decided to treat him nicely.
'No ,it's during schooldays.Now no more.' I ended his curiosity with a docile personality .

' Don't be sorry,' Partha said,trying to be understanding.

 I smiled.'No, I don't Mr Partha,' I shaked  my head with a smile.
' Sometime,I felt it's karma .You will love someone who doesn't love you,for not loving someone who did,' I continued .

'Karma??Bullshit ',he yelled.I think he too had an ex.
' Those that killing and robbing others are living happily and you're feeling karma will hit you for having an ex,'he said with a soft smile.


' No Mr Partha,she might felt happy when she see her ex get cheated on by the person they left you for right?' I said while sipping my coffee without even offering one for him.

' Does she worth living together?' Partha asked.

'Hehe,nope,' I replied instantly .

' Do you regret for losing her?'Partha continued his interview.

' No I don't.In fact I don't even think of her,' I said.

' It means,she isn't worth to regret right?'Partha questioned me.

'Hehe,yap.I can't marry a girl with such mentality and live with her together with my family.She will chase them out soon.Those old days were mixture of good and bad moments.But the bad days was a mental torture Mr Partha.I don't need a girl like that ',I nodded with a no regret smile as I felt the warm guilt free fuzzy feeling of having set my own rules on how to live my life in me for the first time.

' That's great.Don't feel for someone who means nothing for you now.The most heartbreaking part is watching them become a stranger right infront of your very own eyes.You knew the sound of their laughter inside out,and now their laugh sounds unfamiliar.That someone you knew so well is now someone you used to know and that's what hurts the most', Partha started his emotional counselling.

'No Mr Partha,honestly I don't have such feelings at all..No sadness nor regret.I don't even remember her voice.Better people and good memories replaced everything,' I continued.

'Good,good.If she feels as you imagined earlier looking at your hard time,it means she still couldn't get over you.It means you're one piece of great company.That is why some people still can't get over it.Does she have a boyfriend now?' Partha asked.


' I think so,I don't even know,'I said while had a glance around cluelessly  since I don't even have time to think about her.

' Some people are reminder of everything you used to be and that is why time made you to let them go.You can no longer keep looking back when you have soo much further to grow.No looking back from now on,' Partha wagged his right index finger saying that.His eyebrows went up and down as he spoke,in sync with his single medium size row of ash on his forehead.I wonder how the ash is still there on his forehead after all the sweat he produced.Mine would vanish the moment I step out of my house.Climate is that bad and warm.

' Yes Mr Partha',I nodded as I flipped the S.K Bhattacharya's surgery book which was on the table beside me while Partha folded his hand looking at me.


' I'm sure you had learnt lot of things all this while.When she herself isn't the perfect choice,then don't worry about what she or others will talk nor think.It's funny to see people enjoying their pseudo plain joyous moment looking at others.When people keep stalking us,it means we're someone irreplaceable and people will keep looking at something that they can't replace at any cost all the time'.Partha gave his opinion.

I shook my head and stand like a defeated toy salesman but deep inside I felt everything happened for a reason and I'm really glad that I don't have to spend 40 years more with a noisy and gossip enthusiast.

OOOpppppsss....Thank you God for saving my ass.



A long forgotten journey  like

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious 

-the  longest least used english word..wait then what about :Methionylthreonylthreonylglutaminylarginyl -the largest known protein ๐Ÿ˜•
It's ok titin will do.

Lakdhes
















Heart Problems


Some images related to general examination of cardiovascular system.


Palmar xanthomata which is a features of hyperlipidaemia.๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ”



Osler's node is rare manifestation of infective endocarditis.These are red and tender ,raised nodule.While Janeway lesion which looks alike as osler is painless and doesnt occur to vasculitis but septic microemboli. 











Splinter haemorrhage in infective endocarditis


Cyanosis



Raised JVP


Clubbing


None of the pictures are mine ๐Ÿ˜†
Sharing is caring.








Lakdhes




When Someone Hates us ,it means We're Growing.. ๐Ÿ˜


 I finished my forensic viva and walked towards the stairs and my phone vibrated.

And I saw this message in our whatsapp group.The group consist of all the boys studying here.

Haha,read till the end.Its interesting ๐Ÿ˜†.


It saying that if you dont have talent why you stealing other people's talent.and Im sure everyone can understand the second line.The ending is a dialogue from Tamil movie-he might be premgi's fan.



I was blurred for a moment.3 days back,the same so called friend messaged me asking about his cert to my number privately but for a picture he messaged me such a way in a group consisting of many people.Fuck  human.
He said the picture was featured on Insta and I stole it.
And I checked his Insta ,the latest picture got like 14likes and he claimed 'his picture' was featured.Who give a fuck.
He asked me where I took it and I said during Rfst time which was in March 2013(I uploaded these pictures at that time and its still here in my blog)
But he said he too took at rfst but in 2014.Like what the fuck..We went there for the same shit and he even posted it later on Insta like during May 2013..So I asked him if he took mine and simply forgot and trying to blame me..haha..
The thing is, that picture is nothing.Any one can take something like that.If you're a friend,you could ask me properly and if by mistake it was his picture,I could simply ask sorry and remove it even from my blog post which dated March 2013.๐Ÿ˜’
He claimed I might screenshot it from his Insta few days back and uploaded it.Damn.When I sent the blog's link~he vanished.They didnt even like my pictures so I removed them,3 years back.And he said I removed them 3 years back to steal his picture now.~after 3 fucking years.Its like Ocean Eleven's robbery planning period and I sucks at it.-he caught me(but he wasnt even in my followers list )
Maybe his 7th senses told him .๐Ÿ˜‚

Hmm..whatever it is,those words made me felt so cheap especially when a 'friend' of mine said that after a tiring viva..He's super talented I guess.That is why  he sounded  like im a piece of shit ๐Ÿ’ฉ  .


My friend once told me,if you could show an ugly place nicely, that is talent.I tried ๐Ÿ˜Š
Soon will come out with good pictures and thanks to his nasty words in the group that day ☺ ๐Ÿ’ช

A screenshot that will make me smile after years.When someone hates us ,it means we're growing.. ๐Ÿ˜


Lakdhes

What will be your Last Wish?

I'm a loner.I do things alone;
in my own terms.

What could be the scenario if you die in a week from now?
Well,I dont care much about it since Im not afraid of death and Im not going to die soon either.I was reading a post and suddenly felt this.




    'I wont die now'
Thats how most of us feels right..But still,you heard your phone ringing at night.When you answered ,you got the news that your cousin just met with an accident and he's no more.Your cousin might thought the same too right,but his no more.Its like you cant predict your future ๐Ÿ˜•.Recently my sister was messaging me  saying that -'we will get to gather during holidays with our kids in the future bla2'..
What if I couldnt make it till there..
Its a 50:50 probability right..Haha.Its fun,lets be prepared.๐Ÿ˜†
What shit I could miss if I die in 3 months..
All this shit started since I read this -

Major earthquake warning http://www.express.co.uk/news/science/661052/SCIENTISTS-fear-the-Big-One-is-COMING-as-four-major-earthquakes-strike-in-48-hours
 16 April 2016


The first thing crossed my mind,
1.I will miss my cousin Jagen's wedding.
2..I couldnt see my twinie get wed lock.
3.I wont be able to treat my mom and sis for a grand shopping.
4.I wont be able to see the upcoming Marvel movies.
5.I will miss my aunties.
6I will miss talking with Cyn.Thats all I can recall for now..Hmmm..What will be your last wish?


๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ช
Lakdhes

The Evening When Asteroid killed the Dinosaurs.






When I was thinking back about the earthquake, I wonder what might happened that evening when asteroid  killed the dinosaurs.Pity Amargasaurus.
And like how the fuck human knows about the site etc..My thoughts wanders..

Chicxulub  is an impact crate buried underneath the Yucatรกn Peninsula in Mexico.The center is located near the town of Chicxulub, after which the crater is named.This is the site where the asteroid parked and ended dinasour's legacy.




The crater was discovered by Antonio Camargo and Glen Penfield, geophysicists who had been looking for petroleum in the Yucatรกn during the late 1970s. Penfield was initially unable to obtain evidence that the geological feature was a crater, and gave up his search. Through contact with Alan Hildebrand, Penfield somehow obtained the samples that suggested it was an impact feature. -shocked quartz .

Shocked quartz is a form of quartz that has a microscopic structure that is different from normal quartz. They formed under intense pressure (but limited temperature).




 The presence of shocked quartz proves that these craters were formed by an impact and a volcano would not generate the pressure required.So it's definitely not from volcano and thats how they proved the whole shit.


The asteroid, which had a diameter of about six miles struck the Yucatan peninsula and left a crater( Chicxulub) measuring 12 miles deep by 124 miles wide. It seems the collision wiped out about 80% of the Earth's species alive on Earth at the time.Thanx god I born in 91.๐Ÿ˜†




L@kdhes


What Shyness does to an Introvert





Today during a medical camp conducted by Mexchange sponsored by Magical Light foundation Singapore,I saw this boy.Maybe 7 or 8 years old,sitting at the corner of a bench,eyes full of questions but no guts to come forward and ask.I felt like I saw myself in him.I dont know what people term it but it's an unpleasant feeling inside and I could realized it from his restless motion.You feel like screaming,fuck you go stand behind but something in you will tell you,-its okay just leave it and stand..

You never  actually voice out for your rights.During my schools days,whenever we won any games like hockey or cricket,the next Monday I wont go to the school..Its like,I dont know why I did that ..Shy to go on stage and get the medal infront of everyone?Or what people might think about me?Look at his hair?His pants?Even if two friends talking and laughing about their boyfriend when u'r on stage and you somehow by God's grace saw it.That's it.The mind will create a whole fucking scene in your head and wondering what they smiled about?One thing you sure is,its definitely 100% about you.Peaceful sleep isnt an element at night on that day.I remember an incident which happended during  form 4 days.The teacher,I still remember her  name..Cik Mariz Liza.Nice name.She was my class teacher as well as my English teacher.So she's the one that have to handle us.So we was having 'selecting class monitor session ' and by some fucking bad luck,my friends choosed me.I told the teacher that I will be the assistant and  made her choose Jimmy as the monitor.The fear of what people will tell about your voice when you have to greet the teacher once she or he enters?I dont know.English,communication ,talking whatever shit comes with it isnt my cup of tea..and today when I see the journey I had travelled,I felt like I regret for not being myself and made fault assumption that Im an introvert.No body does actually.Its the voice that talking inside.The voice that ask you to be in your comfort zone all the time.Its like if you kill it,thats the moment when your life will start.

And Cik Maria Liza hates me.My introvertic imagination or its true?I dont know.-and I dont care about it now..You will too,soon.



LAKDHES

There is a Life after School and it's sucks!

   




Few years back It was our first day in college.What might be our mood that time?First day of college life definitely turns everyone into an enthusiast newbie.I don't remember the first day of my school life.I wonder how many might still remember their first day of school, crying and looking for their mum. Even college life was sort of that kind of feelings.The first day of college in a complete foreign soil full of barbaric humans will definitely make you realize that you still need your mum even when you're 19. It's just that we are grown now and crying on the first day of college isn't a way of adolescence- at least not infront of your new batchmates. Your story might become a dark history and you never want to listen it during your final year.Luckily we didn't.I didn't perhaps.

Enthusiasm and pseudo-thrills that we created through our imagination was remarkable.Thanks to Kollywood movies for all the beautiful college life segments.Unfortunately,at that moment I didn't know that subconscious mind can't differentiate between reality and imagination. It was a tough 'stain' that still hard to remove from our dreams; until today . The first lesson I learnt in my first class during my first day in medical school was never sit at the last bench.So, at least during lecture, I must sit infront. That was my 2 minutes mantra when I was walking from the dissection hall to the lecture hall.It wasn't that far, but it took few minutes because of the unorganized walk along the corridor by the students here.So what might happened? I only managed to get a place just three rows front away from the last bench.Things never happen as we wished, that is the universal law of expecting.



Ours wont even look this good.


When I was ready with my pen and note book, the Sir came.



 He looked unembellished, in his late 40's with a nerdy glasses, a typical lecturer straight from Satan's cave. He was one indeed. His sinister smile was his trademark .The first question he asked, 'how many foreigners are here? Raise your hand'.If you were him, you could see about 20 raised hands while all the local student's head turned towards us, scanning and counting in their heads.I noticed some of students from our group of 20 seems proud of themselves.The proud smiles were there on their faces as if they going to receive a medal .Meanwhile the remaining us looked nervous -and I'm one of them.The sir asked us to move to the middle of the lecture hall;to the stairs.We were clueless for a moment.The lecture hall was in a mourning silence .Moment next, he uttered few words and linked it to his college life.He narrated us that he studied in UK and the people there treated him bad because he was a foreigner.We were standing in the middle, holding our pen and books, listening to him with full attention. It was interesting.

In the climax, he asked us,'Why should I treat foreigners well when I was treated such a way..?' So we got the point there. His story, the lecture, even that day itself isn't interesting anymore.It wasn't our fault in the first place.I was just 3 when some Britain junkies bullied him.It wasn't his fault too.He was gifted with such an annoying face that ended up with people bullied him.He asked us to sit on the floor and follow the lecture. Some of the Malaysian girl showed 'seriously??' kind of face, while the boys just goes with the tide like an emotionless statues except this boy from Ipoh.I don't remember his name then.I only met him once and he was abnormally friendly.. He was seriously down and his facial muscles couldn't hide it.Who wouldn't actually? You wore your new fresh whitish lab coat and the reality was you have to sit on the floor..The floor that hundreds of muddy and dusty slippers just walked onto- a pair of it was mine, just replace the slipper with shoe. With his nicely ironed blue shirt and polished black shoe, it definitely wasn't a pleasant morning for him,and us..and definitely not a good start for any student..




Old yet painful.

So that is why Im going to recall some of my schooldays moments through pictures taken in 2008 in my next post.8 years passed already and it feels like a long time.Hmm.


Lakdhes
               

Hackers


Some itchy hand. ๐Ÿ˜…



Another Day to Live Hard-Largest Earthquake of my Life




The day started slow and lazy yet we went all the way to Anderkilla to design and print the banners.
Collin in action


Magical Light Foundation 





Vaccines used in Bangladesh




Skipping  all that,it was about the earthquake.Like it was the largest I have ever experienced.Basically I experienced them before in the past but the thing is ,those times,I will be too lazy to move my ass all the way down and come up again.It's like the fire alarm during school days.It rang,student gathered at the field but you will never see your school actually burning.Even a little sight of smokes will be invisible to our eyes-it never been there.That's how I felt all the time about earthquake.





Even a prawn will  cross their f*cking hands infront of me ๐Ÿ˜†


I was eating my prawn  that I cooked  with rice after many days.It's like I completely avoided carbs and my metabolism went haywire started taking and storing the fats around the hips at the same time I can see visible vessels underneath the skins.It's dry,I trained like fuck but when it comes to eating,I sucks.It means my body is thinking that it actually starving of lipids and started to store it.So I started to give it some carbohydrates so that when I cutoff the rice after a week,the lipolysis will  be better than now.



Recent study suggested  that elevated lipogenesis is not the primary cause of obesity in Psammomys obesus,an Israeli sand rats as lipogenic rate only markedly increases after obesity is already present in hyperglycemic animals.
Obesity and diabetes in these rats occur with the sequential transition of animals from normal insulin sensitivity to impaired insulin sensitivity, accompanied by increased adiposity, prior to insulin resistance and obesity, in a manner similar to susceptible human populations.So take care of your carbs intake too,not only the fats.If not you will die fast.Im sharing my story now because I didnt  die yesterday either.Means I still have some unfinished jobs on earth.๐Ÿ˜†

 It felt like the bed was moving like a slow and rapid seesaw.(that's how my six senses sensed it at that moment).This time I felt I should go down leaving the house.I never even bring my passport.All the doors was moving,all the sliding windows opened themselves and I heard people screaming ,reciting Quran and I even heard the kids started to cry when the lights went out suddenly..The sound of the strong wind from the narrow window gaps made it more scarier than any other earthquakes.It was dark but my phones was there with me to safeguard my escape to the ground~with shorts and with an unwashed hand with rice grains still on my keratin layer๐Ÿ˜.




Earthquakes ๐ŸŒ‹


Luckily no one was injured in that partial dark stampede.By the time I reached first floor I realized that the tremor stopped and the electricity came back from no where revealing me with with my shorts and unwashed hand .It's not only the largest but embarrassing one too. 
~here people see shorts as sexy I guess.I still remember how people looked at us when we  walked with shorts on streets during our first year.They look at you as if you're walking in underwears like the guy in Borat.

And later I learnt more about the origin of the earthquake.

Magnitude - 7.2
Region MYANMAR
Date time 2016-04-13 13:55:17.6 UTC
Location 23.12 N ; 94.89 E
Depth 131 km(BBC said 140)
Distances 177 km NW of Mandalay, Myanmar / pop: 1,208,099 / local time: 20:25:17.6 2016-04-13
75 km SE of Mawlaik, Myanmar / pop: 44,540 / local time: 20:25:17.6 2016-04-13

The shaking felt across the region including me ๐Ÿ˜†.The 6.9 magnitude quake took place at a depth of around 140km -a depth that saved many  life  perhaps.Since it happened on ground,-no tsunami ๐Ÿ‘ŒHmmm..Looks like God gave me another day to live hard.๐Ÿ’ช



That evening.. ☺


Lakdhes




A day in Life

Don't feel like writing much.So let me summarize my day through pictures in a chronological order.
๐Ÿ˜Š


Day started with a blessed weather.
557am.




Bunch of expired medicine.Have you ever wonder what will happen if you eat an expired medicine..๐Ÿ˜† Do your research.Dont be lazy.If I write it here,you will forget the moment you close your chrome.So read yourself and store the info for long term.











Figure out what this picture means from my previous posts.



The best  booster I ever used.~Stanabol X Superior 14







I burnt my chicken ๐Ÿ˜













Experience the sound yourself.





Sun is setting.






Library 



Hospital again



Emergency ward 

Ortho ward .



N at 1217am,no electricity๐Ÿ˜ง.-thanks to high speed yet cheap Grammen internet plan.Better than Malaysian telco mobile data plans.





Lakdhes












Cases Rejected By Other Clinics