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The art of being sick

There is always a time in mans life when viruses attack.. Brutal viruses that plague the human body and fill it with a modicum of fate called as Illness.. Recently I had this divine chance of being subjected to this attack of a female virus by the name of "Sardi ".. She came into me with a smile... She had all those tricks.. she was sexy she was cute and I fell a victim to her.. She had all those charms making any man her victim and I fell for her... The first attack was on my nose.. Soon enough Random YDMU Yucky Dripping Mucus Updates were constantly being release from my nasal cavities for the benefit of the common folk.. Soon I had to sooth my body by constantly doing Shhhh.. hurrr.. I mean taking back those drippings back to the nose.

Soon enough there was an uproar in the immune system.. Alert Alert... Subway Eating, beer Drinking,Fat Food Loving,Part time Raw food Loving,Asshole Body has been attacked by Viruses.. Tu.. Tu .. Tu... Sirens were blurring all around.. All the foods turs sipid once your infected with her.. She has a charm over your body forcing your body to commit sins like Eating some Medecine made out of peoples Arm Hair ( I dont know what those cold medecines are made of So I assumed) . The pills turn out be made out of Dead Nazis ashes with bloody farts so their smell as well as their taste are super duper Yuck... Then comes the turn of the Steam thrower.. you induct ur face to go through a grueling process called as Steaming your Nose to get out of this predicament.. now you turn ur head to and fro like a Bull but no awail the steam hits u on the face and fights with the internal chota chota cute cute organisams.. and tries to give you relief.. but nooooo those organisams wont budge and they dont want to move out of ur shitty body.

Boom there comes fever, You collapse like the piggy out of a robert frost poem but sometimes you feel like Being in a subway sandwich eaten by a over drunk Aussie throwing his boomerang around but which doesn't come back to him... ok enough with the references...Now u whine and cry for you cannot move and your body is hot like Peeing yourself .. So then you have to sleep in blankets and make them wet ( With sweat of course) .. and soon you start feeling a bit better.. Now if that doesn't happens you go to a person ( he is named doctor) who looks at you with contempt making you feel if your from a lower religion or caste and says 50 Rs for a bloody checkup.. I ask him doc where are the good old days when you used to charge me 10 bucks.. he said beta.. Main huu idhar hi bachpan sey Pachpan tak.. main bola ja kauwey idhar main bukhar sey mar raha huu aur tujey bachpan sey abba key dhol ki padi hai...

So this is what you have encounter when you fall sick but this sickness is nowhere to love sickness or sea sickness or God help me me whatever sickneesses man has encountered in his life. How Do you like being sick? Drop me some comments so that we can together make this the shittiest blog on the planet

Adios Amigo.. Astala Vista baby.. Ja Anda Bhurji Khaney jaaa