Hi today am going to start writing many good, bad,normal, abnormal, para normal, embarrasing and anything worth writing and remembering sometime later.
- Lets see, hmm where should i start from??how about my birthday onwards. Ya thats it.
I was born at a hospital in Pandalam, Kerala. That day there were 42 births in the hospital; me being the only boy that day. I was a cesarean. After my birth ; mummy will say now, i was not crying (Which is bad because a normal kid should be crying!!); so SLAP!! slapped the doctor on my baby bottom and waaaaaaannnnnn.. i started crying confirming that i was a very normal guy but just needed some motivation ;-).
Mummy saw that it was a Baby boy and papa taking me in his arms scanned through me to see any visible birth marks. And there it was below my armpit a light brown mark (now my official identification mark). As my papa was awake the whole night when mummy was undergoing the operation, he went to freshen himself up.While my mummy was shifted to a room from OT. When she gained her consciousness and took the baby, to look at me, she had a shock of her life .... it was a Girl!! She screamed at the top of her voice getting everybodies attention. Papa had just arrived by then; and got to know what had happened. With his naval (He was in navy back then) presence of mind ran and closed the gate of the hospital. That time they saw, me being taken inside a taxi by a family who tooo were there in the hospital for their child's birth. She was assisted by a nurse who was supposed to get me bathed. Papa went Slapped a powerful slap with all the anguish he had. I can just imagine!! my god wat a slap that would have been. She must still be having the mark i guess.(But no thats not possible. Because she is not alive now, she was pushed into a well by her son- quite a unbelievable story Right!!). So thats how my Swapping was prevented. Later on they got to know that the family was expecting a boy but they again had a girl, so couldnt take it anymore and went on for such a drastic step, and after swapping they were planning to go to Bombay that very moment in the taxi. So had it not been that moment i may have been in a totally different world and surrounding. Well, whenever I tell this story, it generally ends with comments from everybody that i would have been somewhere in Bombay; but for a second it sends shivers through my spine-"what if I was really swapped??"
- Lets see, hmm where should i start from??how about my birthday onwards. Ya thats it.
I was born at a hospital in Pandalam, Kerala. That day there were 42 births in the hospital; me being the only boy that day. I was a cesarean. After my birth ; mummy will say now, i was not crying (Which is bad because a normal kid should be crying!!); so SLAP!! slapped the doctor on my baby bottom and waaaaaaannnnnn.. i started crying confirming that i was a very normal guy but just needed some motivation ;-).
Mummy saw that it was a Baby boy and papa taking me in his arms scanned through me to see any visible birth marks. And there it was below my armpit a light brown mark (now my official identification mark). As my papa was awake the whole night when mummy was undergoing the operation, he went to freshen himself up.While my mummy was shifted to a room from OT. When she gained her consciousness and took the baby, to look at me, she had a shock of her life .... it was a Girl!! She screamed at the top of her voice getting everybodies attention. Papa had just arrived by then; and got to know what had happened. With his naval (He was in navy back then) presence of mind ran and closed the gate of the hospital. That time they saw, me being taken inside a taxi by a family who tooo were there in the hospital for their child's birth. She was assisted by a nurse who was supposed to get me bathed. Papa went Slapped a powerful slap with all the anguish he had. I can just imagine!! my god wat a slap that would have been. She must still be having the mark i guess.(But no thats not possible. Because she is not alive now, she was pushed into a well by her son- quite a unbelievable story Right!!). So thats how my Swapping was prevented. Later on they got to know that the family was expecting a boy but they again had a girl, so couldnt take it anymore and went on for such a drastic step, and after swapping they were planning to go to Bombay that very moment in the taxi. So had it not been that moment i may have been in a totally different world and surrounding. Well, whenever I tell this story, it generally ends with comments from everybody that i would have been somewhere in Bombay; but for a second it sends shivers through my spine-"what if I was really swapped??"
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