From Back pain to Parkinson

 

 

Ravi Ranjan Goswami

1.

 

 I rang the doorbell of my house. ketaki opened the door. 

She asked," Have you fallen somewhere. ?"Your clothes are looking so dirty."

I said, "Yes." She looked worried.

I further said, "Don't worry. I am fine.No injury.

I inquired, "Where is Lovey.'

"She is sleeping." 

"I will have a bath," I said and went to to the bathroom.

That year was 1995. Then I was working as a customs officer at the Chennai international airport. That was an unforgettable day, but I have forgotten the date. That had been a tough night at the Chennai airport. Normally flights operated at night. That night hundreds of Haj returnees also landed. By 6 am day shift officers arrived and I came out of the airport.

I picked up my scooter from the parking area and started for my residence. I  was very much tired and drove slowly. After three km from the airport, I had to take the right turn to go to my residence at Nanganallur.

I could never recollect the moment when I fell down with the scooter. A few guys lifted me and took me to a roadside clinic. I had no external injury so I just sat there for a few minutes and came to my residence.

I told my wife about the incident. She was concerned. I told her not to worry as I was fine.

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: Ravi Ranjan Goswami
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.06.2020
ISBN: 978-3-7487-4521-1

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