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Kids run.. fall down... get hurt...
Ok ok.. that happened to me too.. thats why all that intro..
So let me just get to the point.. I had fallen down once and had wounded my knee.. a wound that kept opening again and again coz of a lot of other various accidents... The scar still shines on my left knee... Blink blink it goes...

So.. ya back to the story... I had once fallen down and wounded my knee.. and it hurt like hell... damn hell... and then as it had dried up i fell down again and hurt the same place.. and again one day when it had almost healed i scratched it against my rough sheet and it opened again.. OOwwwwwww........
And so on and so on i went on hurting myself at the same place again and again.. after about the sixth time i started taking extra care and under my strict vigilence my ripe round wound started healing.. slowly but steadily..
Ya u guessed it right.. todays blog is about the seventh time...
We were at ma grandmas place... and it was coconut plucking day.. there were about 100s of coconut lying in the grounds that we were gathering around..
As always we were having damn fun picking up coconuts and throwing it up at the already collected stack from farther and farther..
and after the work we get tender coconut treats..
So me and bro were at the work.. me limping coz i couldnt [well wouldnt] even bend my knee properly as it pulled and hurt..
and as it all neared the end i stopped doing my bit and started my fav job of ordering me bro round.. and as always that got us into a fight.. Me screaming at bro from the balcony and he shouting back from the grounds..
Suddenly he lost temper and threw a coconut stalk..[i dont know what it is called.. but i meant that branch kinda thing with a lot of stalks on which coconuts ang themselves..] at me.. well not exactly at me.. he just threw it my side in anger and it flew across the yard and grazed .. right again... grazed my almost healing knee..
And Voila... there it bleeds again.. great.. it hurts like hell again.. like last time and the time before that and before that and before that...and so on..
My mama took one look at it and tired of the same scene over and over again.. told my bro to take me to the clinic near by and dress the wound.. enough of neospirin and dettol..
So we set out.. got there.. me feeling elated even with all the pain.. i m gonna have a bad looking white band-aid bump on my knee.. ooohhh.. everybody is gonna ask me bout it.. what would the kids from school say.. wow..
and through my tears i was giving interviews of how i went through the pain and what was my experience..
God i dint know what dressing was.. all i knew was it meant applying medicine and tying it up..
The doc sat me on the consulting bed.. and her assistant came in with cotton and tape and some kind of a liquid in a small bottle..
Ok .. its gonna be a liquid.. the better.. it would be soothing..

She looked at my bro.. he looked back.. then both of them looked at me while she took a generous amount of the liquid onto the cotton.. i looked at them.. why were they acting weird????
Then she smiled at me.. i smiled back.. and she dabbed the cotton at my knee quite suddenly..
Ooooowwwwwwwwwww...... a sudden stinging pain went through me... up to my head...
OH MY GOD... its like a 1000 needles being poked into my wound.. and i scream.. loud...
and.. whats that happening at the other end of the room???
I cant believe this.. My loving bro is laughing... LAUGHING.. his head off... WA-HAT????
How could he..? His laugh rang throughout the room..."Ha Ha Haaaaa.."..... his head thrown back clutching his stomach...
and i was still screaming...
The lady just went on saying.. 'nothing beta, nothing..' as if..
I couldnt even see properly even though the work was going on on my knee..

The wound stopped opening with weird accidents after the 8 or 9th time.. now only the scar is left...
But my bros laugh still echoes in my ears... He had the best laugh always.....