Disaster occurs!

Even before I could relive my experiences at the examination, the dramaticness of events at home increased hyperbolically each passing day, so much so that, notwithstanding the magnificiently elaborate arrangements at home for my pregnant sister, they seemed abhorrently pathetic even by my middle class standards. So, we all rush to the hospital. Now, dramaticness multiplies a million fold. Why? Just read ahead.

Let's assume you are a guy in the mid twenties. Let's also just assume you are single. You need not fret. It's just an assumption. Now, say you are silently and quite unassumingly warming the bench outside the labour room in a huge corporate hospital. Suddenly, a beautiful nurse, looking just like your neighbour's daughter whom you had strange feelings for, walks across and asks you sweetly, " Uncle, What's the time?". How do you feel? How can you digest the moment when the lady sitting beside you giggles in sadistic pleasure? What do you call this? What do you call the sacrificial ablution of a man's dignity? I would call it DEP. Disaster of Epic Proportions. And a person who doesn't suffer from post traumatic stress is then honored with the title SED, Survivor of Epic Disaster. He is also nominated for the next year's World's most rock hearted young head-in-the sand award - Male. Hw would I feel after all this?

Suddenly and pretty appropriately, the idea of shoving her silently into the forensic laboratory of the hospital and subjecting her to lie detector and brain mapping tests occured. I wanted to desperately know the truth. However immediately, the Honorable Supreme Court's lambasting of these two procedures also came to mind. I resisted. I persisted. I gulped the yell, for the second time in as many weeks. Why me? Was I the only unfortunate male in the entire group that was bench warming? Perhaps, yes. Perhaps she was hallucinating. Perhaps I really look like an uncle. I didn't know. But I knew for sure, this event would ravage the vitals of my brain for the next few days. I felt like running away. But I was hungry. So I waited for lunch. I then slept.