Orbicularis oris, Orbicularis oculi, Massetor, Zygomaticus, Pterigoids, and many more muscles of the face are exposed one by one just as we go on dissecting into the skin of the face and experimenting with the process of ''dissection''. we could use our imagination to full use imagining each muscle separately as all the muscle fibers are entangled deeply to each-other and drawing a proper line and separately identifying each one of them is quite not the job one would be able to do with 100 % accuracy.
Now just as you will read the next stanza i am going to write here, being a good reader as i take u as, you wud clearly draw parallelism between the stanza above and this one below.
Infancy, Childhood, Puberty, Adulthood, Old age and many more stages in our life are exposed to every one of us just as we go on growing in age and just as we keep experimenting with the process, yes the process called ''Life''.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Sunday, June 17, 2007
6)Being a cadaver
Then comes the day when u for the first time in your life go to school. Well in my very own sense being an anatomy student relate it with the day we in our anatomy class dissected the lips of that cadaver. The first day in school is the dissection of the lips after which you can’t smile any more. First few years in school is like the removal of epidermis of the lips when it hurts so much that u cant smile anymore but weeping is completely bearable. After few ears in school even the second layer of the lips – the dermis is dissected and then crying in agony is not possible any more. you learn to bear the pain and try to find ways to get life interesting.
The time when for the first time in your life, u feel shattered comes , the reason may be tiny or huge , no matter , but you regret your whole life. At this time you feel that death would have been kind of more good then the worst kind of life that you are having …. But mind it the cadaver cannot die or can it??? Naaaaa…
The time when for the first time in your life, u feel shattered comes , the reason may be tiny or huge , no matter , but you regret your whole life. At this time you feel that death would have been kind of more good then the worst kind of life that you are having …. But mind it the cadaver cannot die or can it??? Naaaaa…
Saturday, June 9, 2007
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Friday, June 8, 2007
5) Being a Cadaver
Chapter I
The first day of the anatomy class students are taken to the dissection hall and they are for the first time in there lives shown ‘the cadaver’ that they have to be with all the life of there anatomy department. when I was born I was the one who was for the first time presented in front of my parents and people with the declaration that this is the guy you all have to be with all the life u live in the relations department. For the first few days people just examine the exteriors of the new comer in their lives. They just enjoy the feel of it , live every moment of it as if some history has been created. They simply are amazed to the fact how there life has changed and taken such a 360 degree turn. when they touch it for the first time they feel the eternal happiness and take pride in it not knowing whether they will be able to do justice with it in the actual sense of it in the near and distant future .But they just live it and mmmmmm time passes, it keeps on moving…days go by and do they change ??? this remains to be a question for me , for u and for almost all of us ,using the word almost just trying to be cautious in case some reader gets agitated.even if I thought I got the answer ,that was nothing but what I felt appropriate at that particular point of time.
Trying not to be selfish and trying to project myself as a perfect being , I try to write both the good as well as the bad aspects of every thing and when I write the word every thing I really mean ‘everything’.
The first day of the anatomy class students are taken to the dissection hall and they are for the first time in there lives shown ‘the cadaver’ that they have to be with all the life of there anatomy department. when I was born I was the one who was for the first time presented in front of my parents and people with the declaration that this is the guy you all have to be with all the life u live in the relations department. For the first few days people just examine the exteriors of the new comer in their lives. They just enjoy the feel of it , live every moment of it as if some history has been created. They simply are amazed to the fact how there life has changed and taken such a 360 degree turn. when they touch it for the first time they feel the eternal happiness and take pride in it not knowing whether they will be able to do justice with it in the actual sense of it in the near and distant future .But they just live it and mmmmmm time passes, it keeps on moving…days go by and do they change ??? this remains to be a question for me , for u and for almost all of us ,using the word almost just trying to be cautious in case some reader gets agitated.even if I thought I got the answer ,that was nothing but what I felt appropriate at that particular point of time.
Trying not to be selfish and trying to project myself as a perfect being , I try to write both the good as well as the bad aspects of every thing and when I write the word every thing I really mean ‘everything’.
4) Being a Cadaver
Again being purposely imaginative I feel the cadaver that lies on the dissection table in our anatomy department would have lived the same way I live….just trying to retract but never actually able to do so being handicapped by the situation.
The dairy of my life and the cadaver’s dairy matches to such an extent that it made me get into a shocking kind of a situation forcing me to write every damn thing down, giving each and every detail to the best of my knowledge and presenting a full fledged book in front of u so as to make you not relate to me but know me ,me the cadaver, remember???
end of introductory part
The dairy of my life and the cadaver’s dairy matches to such an extent that it made me get into a shocking kind of a situation forcing me to write every damn thing down, giving each and every detail to the best of my knowledge and presenting a full fledged book in front of u so as to make you not relate to me but know me ,me the cadaver, remember???
end of introductory part
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3) Being a Cadaver
Being a boy myself, a simple boy which is just a ordinary friend being distinctly ordinary in each and every reagard takes the place and time which our father deserved and then we grow old enough, a girl too comes in the scene taking our mother away from us, yeah yeah we let it go un noticed too…..oh same reasons…well all this is childhood u enjoy it .some of us realize our deeds and retract ourselves but others simple keep on moving.
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