For the first time in my life, I was in a hospital. It was quite an experience for a person like me who has never been there, believes in human adaptability & natural healing and is quite lazy too

The hospital was all fine and not at all like what I had imagined and read in newspapers. But I didn’t quite like it. I didn’t like the need to get checked. I hated it.

I was having lowgrade fever every other month. And some people said it might be something serious. So I was there to get tested for anything other than fever. I don’t even understand the names and effects of those disease! They have taken half a syringe of my blood. Will be applying some chemistry over them to tell me what chemicals (they call it medicine) I need to take.

I was thinking if it turns out to be serious, then… I don’t want to die