I am alive.
Not alive as in experiencing the Icelandic colds or doing the African safari or living the American dream etc but alive as in breathing and standing on my feet. If the past few days are any indication, I would've been dead by now.
What started as a bout of fatigue from a long drive in the hinterlands on a car clearly not suited for the purpose, turned into a case of acute diarrhea and I suddenly found myself shitting all the time for almost 5 days. So much that it hurts to even sit again on a pot.
And since I dont trust doctors in general and dont go to them for minor ailments, I suffered the attack of the bowels.
Thankfully I was forced to take medications and I am on what seems like the road to recovery. I am finally able to work on my computer again. This means I would resume work on Nidhi Kapoor's story and the new idea that I have had. And this does not mean that I have started to trust the medical profession again.
This post, is to let everyone (whoever cares) to know that I am back. Thank you for asking.