Last week at the MGA Hospital in Marathahalli:
Me (sounding groggy): Doc! Help... Sore throat.. finding it hard to even talk...
Doc (examining) : Dude, you might have to get admitted..
Me : Hehh? (did-i-hear-u-right kinda look from me)
Doc : The infection looks pretty bad.. I suggest u get admitted very soon..
Me : Are u cuckoo? Get admitted for a sore-throat???
Doc : Well.....
Me : Nothing doing.. Give me a few tablets.. If it doesn't get better within a coupla days, I'll come back and then decide about getting admitted.
Doc : Ok fine, here you go...
That was the last I saw of that doctor.
Well, the conversation was
not exactly as mentioned above.. but the mood was something similar.