By Bhavana Sivakumar
It is the oldest medical college of the city. The college is famous in Tamilnadu for giving complete freedom to the students. A hospital that starts with slum dwellers and goes up to the middle and upper castes in May with the help of AC. Huge buildings in spades. The exterior red colored college building announces itself as 'Department of Anatomy' in Tamil and English. If you go upstairs, there is a small teacher's room in one row, the classroom on the other side.
Inside the classroom, human organs are stacked on glass shelves. Opposite is the dissection hall called the autopsy room. Ten tables were placed in two rows on each side, dividing the hall into right and left. Dead bodies on the tables with burning formalin coating.! Around each corpse were eight to ten medical students in white coats. On the second Saturday and Sunday both bodies were soaked in formalin and bathed in freshness.....!
Sambavi saw the dead body on the table. On Friday, she cut the parotid gland, a salivary gland located next to the ear. The facial nerve, the facial nerve, passes into this gland and divides into five parts - like the fingers of a hand, or like the Indus river dividing into Jhelum, Chinab, Ravi, Beas, and Sutlej. I tried to take that nerve without shaking it with its branches and could not; Must finish today.
The parotid gland was hanging from the dead body on the table. The cheekbones were also swollen. Someone is mowing without knowing how to mow. And it was not this corpse that she saw on Friday……!
Sambavi pushed away from the table. Where is the corpse?
"Have, have you seen 'Dead body'?" she kept asking each table. On that day she was wearing a white churidar and her hair was spread out......!
"What, a dead body is looking for a dead body? '' Some people shouted.
Somehow she found it on the left corner of the table. Arvind had just then gone into dissection.
“Arvind, that is my dead body; You go to the table number four....!''
Arvind stood up. It took a few seconds to understand what she said. The smirk on her lips disappeared in her commanding tone. Arvind and Co were reluctant to give up the dead body with three branches of the facial nerve beautifully taken.
“This is nothing but your dead body. It's a dead body. Go and search where you died.''
Sambavi was furious.
"Don't talk! It was worse than the butcher. How will you feel if you are lying on this table tomorrow and someone kicks you?''
Arvind looked at the table. The table was scarier than the person lying on the table. "Who wrote your dead body?" There's even a stretcher, what are you doing?'' The way Sambavi pronounces the word 'one' is like a Pomeranian puppy jumping up.
Arvind grumbled, Sambavi said, "file a police complaint."
Sambavi grabbed the corpse's right hand and pulled it away from the table and fell head down. "What are you doing sweetie"
Arvind panicked and grabbed the corpse's left hand. All the students forgot their work. The sound of laughter in different waves here and there.
Sir Alphonse had arrived to join the crowd; Brute figure; Assistant Professor.
''Hey, what's this? Sambavi and Arvind were scared by Alphonse sir's roar.
Both of them stood side by side on the corpse's head and looked at him. What will be the punishment?
"Start when I say one two three" Sir Alphonse said, another wave of laughter among the students.....!
Both the students from Sambavi's side and Arvind's side came closer.
After half hearing the matter, Professor Venkatesan sir came. "Why are you pulling your hands, don't you have any decency of discipline?" he asked not angrily, but as a question.
Madam Tilothama, who had been quietly watching till then, got up - another professor. He knows which problem will solve itself and which one needs intervention.
"Sir, Arvind Sambavi did not pull the handle, Aravind Sambavi did not do anything. Therefore, discipline is not a job for deacons.
They are fighting in the passion of shouting
Deadbody's pay damage?
“He's good, he's comfortable”
"Well, what do they think?" Like a laser beam, his gaze swept over the scene and jumped to Arvind.
"Let them solve it themselves sir.
" In one direction the eye moves before the leg moves.
Sambavi persisted and Arvind's team went to table number four. Sambavi ran to get her equipment as the people already seated at table number four started coming this way.
A crow came out of nowhere in those moments when 'Dead body' was left alone. Sitting on the table, the parotid gland was screwed with a bunch of nails. Just carried away!
By Bhavana Sivakumar
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