Friday, July 09, 2004

My Guru , Friend , Philiosopher & Guide - TT

Nopes , I wont be speaking about PC OR the budget or making fun of anything associated with it.You could read about the budget and 10 different perspectives in 10 different dailies.

Instead came across this definition of 'philosophy' ,

philosophy: The ability to bear with calmness the misfortunes of our friends.

I have a friend who has been having a bit of trouble with his tooth since a long time.
(Okie make it teeth.)I have a mail which he sent to some of his friends.
It is a lot of reading , but forget calmness...I was rolling with laughter.
[THE PASSAGE BELOW CONTAINS A LOT OF WORDS WHICH YOU SHOULDN'T READ;IF YOU GET A CULTURAL SHOCK , DO NOT BLAME THE BLOG-OWNER]
[DANGER:ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!!]

I present to you the philosophy of my guru TT ,

A true example for my patent on -" there are bad times……then there are worst times……..”

Well to begin with my story for the worst Monday ever in my life, I’ll give u a brief history on my topic for this email--------------MY TEETH!!!!!!!!!!!

Way back in time, when I was in 2nd Std, I had the most fantabulous idea to jump form 12 feet high diving board into the SP college swimming tank…. alas…with my amazingly bad luck in addition to my juvenile exuberance…I managed to jump ……..ON THE FUCKING FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!…..
The gr8 fall took away my front teeth …ahaaaaa not the “dhooodha che daat”…but the permanent ones !! I was looking like a koala without his front teeth (Koala= chubby= ME in the 2nd Std)

So years passed by, the Doc told me that he cud not do anything permanent as I was too young and my jaw line needed to grow fully …….so till I was 18 yrs……..i had this hopeless secondary cap, but it didn’t interfere in my French kisses with my countless girlfriends in school !!!!

OK …then one morning after many many yrs I was looking like an Oran Gutan….suffering from Mums….i was like gr8 after koala , now this ape …the reason being I had an infection in my gums …spread all along my upper jaw line. This was when I was in 10th Std. I stuck to my denstist …..former dentist ..Mr. Chaugule.

The operation was with the help on a General Anesthesia …..wow it felt so Sexy to be in COMA for the entire day …wow…………..i was feeling like an old man in his 90 ties …..With no legs, no hands …and who has suffered from erectile dysfunction for the past 90 yrs of his life…

So moving on , when I was in the 10th , I got this new cap, fitted beautifully ..none other than by my best friend …Mr. Chaugule …..(He is 4 feet 5 “, has a mole which covers his entire left face …and who spits 1 liter of saliva per min)

All went well till I was in first year Engineering…………the cap fell …luckily when I was home having lunch…….. at that time I had this cool rabied Dog look with no front tooth……

Then I had a bright idea to continue with my so friendly , chutya, aiighalya, madarchot, bin laudyacha dentist Mr. Chaugule ……and as I asked for it myself …worst times were yet to follow….

We mutually decided to go in for a Bridge …i.e. take the support for the two adjacent teeth and fix the one in the middle……the entire procedure took hrs but I had a nice smile at the end of the day……never knowing that this smile was gonna last for a short time period.

Just b4 I was bout to leave for Australia …I had managed to chip the inner side of my 2 major molars………the reason..unknown ( I think I shud give a project to a dental student to study my case & report it to the Deantal Association..i might as well get Felicitated & get some free dentures!!!!!!!!!! Which I am so sure that I am gonna need them)

Well my intellect ….which never deceives me ….prodded me to ones again visit the biggest quack in dental world…Mr. Chaugule …….

I never knew what he did …but I guess he used all his kitchen ware from Tulshi bagh with the help of some carpenters specially flown from Rajasthan….operated upon me with the help of a special Road digging machine………..the Pain and the suffering which I had undergone bcoz of this cannot be expressed in words.

P.S. At the same time he realized that the root canal which he had done earlier was incomplete….so he opened it again with a lathe machine and supposedly retouched it !!!!!

All done…....i packed my bags and went to Australia….hoping that I was a free bird and smiling away to glory………..AHAHAAAAAAAAAA Worst times were to follow…….

One fine morning in September, I was brushing my teeth …and when I washed all the lather……..i had a Fucking Hugh Gap when I smiled!!!!!!!!!! MY BRIDGE HAD COLLAPSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which I later found it in the drainage.

I was actually in a state of shock , anger, helplessness ………not to mention the myriad shivya I showered upon him To give u an example of my state…I was like a porn star who just lost his dick ….coz his dog bit it while he was asleep.

So after my anger subsided…I went to an Australian dentist ……to fix my problem ………only solution being was a denture…..coz a Bridge costs about 6 Lacs there!!!!!!!!!!! ( benchot in India we can construct a Bridge across the Krishna river with in 6 Lacs)

Though the denture ( 3 teeth ) cost a lot….i had no choise………..so I was in my 70 ties already at this young tender age!

Time past by …………but alasssssssss horrible times were to follow!!!!!!
Remember guys ….my molars had chipped …ya ya ya ya …..how can they leave me………thanx to my ever so helpful Mr. Chutya Gule ….. I had an infection in both of the molars in November………..the pain I suffered until they were treated was beyond anybodies imagination.

So in November again I visited my dentist in Australia………..when I entered the second time , they asked me whether I was under any insurance……with that sentence only my heart tore my chest and went to India.

I underwent a fuckin Root Canal in Australia …..costing 10 times as compared to India ……….”BTW the Dentist chair has a beautiful VIEW OF THE river”…this was informed to me b4 I was gonna be treated ….i was like …..GEEEEEEEE I NEED THAT …THANK U …FELT LIKE RAPING THAT NURSE IN THE RIVER ..not me ….but by a male Crocodile who hadn’t had sex till date……..yadzhavi saliiii

so I got one root canal done there and the one for the other molar …I was like …I have managed to bankrupt my dad…so I better do that when I was gonna be back in India as it wasn’t paining like the other one………so dad will get some time to make money for the impending treatment.

Thank god that till the time I was back to India..i had every thing intact……..
Then…better late than never ….i shifted from Mr. Chutya Gule to Dr. Govitrikar.

( the sole reason I was seeing Mr. Chutya Gule for so long was that he knew my case since I was in the 2nd Std and we all trusted him blindly)

so Gautam Govitrikar…who is now Dr. Gautam Govitrikar, did my root canal for the other molar …and really did a gr8 job…..

AhaaAAAAAAAAAAA no no no no no ……ajun sampli nahi story …….to my unimaginable bad luck ……..as I had waited for so long to get the root canal done in India….that molar had gotten weak ……hence one fine day last month when I was biting something hard………….CRACKKKKKKKK …the same molar which Gautam just operated ……..Broke ………..Now I am beyond the stage on anger & frustation …I had become a Yogi form Kumbh Mela WHO dances naked in the Mud and who keeps on dancing even if Sonali Bendre & Pamela Anderson are waiting Nude in front of him.

Dr. Gautam ……had to uproot that molar …his efforts to save the tooth were in vain.

THIS WAS MY HISTORY…..KABHI GHAM AND BAAD ME BHI GHAM HI GHAM

Ok , back to the present……………..So the treatment strong-willed by Dr. Prakash Govitrikar was that I had go in for Implants………3 in the front and 1 for the uprooted Molar………..the cost of the process………………………………………………………. …………………………..(I am not typing coz I am DEAD)


Well what happened this Monday during my Implant operation will be briefed later coz rite now I too exhausted to narrate the same…….just for your KI……………………. IT WAS VERY UNPLEASANT….

So dear friends…..this was my Toothy Story …….whenever u guys will brush ur teeth …….u will always remember me ……..no wonder my name is TT……………
If anyone complains bout having a cavity ………..or feels irritated …..please read my story ……….

Lastly …..i am redefining my punch line, I have full rite too…coz I have already practiced what I am gonna preach……

“ THERE ARE BAD TIMES, THEN THERE ARE WORST TIMES THEN THERE ARE FRUSTRATING TIMES, THEN YOU GO BANKRUPT, AND THEN WHEN U FEEL THE FRESH AIR OF HAPPY TIMES KISSING U, HORRIBLE TIMES POUNCE UPON U”
- TT

PS if I have missed anything….i will attach it in my email for implants


P.S. - Maybe its how you view your misfortune.

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