Sunday, May 14, 2006
Am bleeding !!! :)
I have a bleeding finger and for sure it was not induced by me.
It is for real. It is just plain fact that it is induced by some one.
The culprit is not alive for a fact and the bleeding is not alarming. LOL
Yesterday I passed in front of a house of one of my cousins.
He deals with export of prawns to Middle East and owns a number of mechanized fishing trawlers, to name some of his assets.
A freeze truck was parked in front of the house and my cousin was standing beside the truck. He saw me and waved me to a stop. I know that it will be hour before I can escape from him if I don’t excuse myself with a lame reason.
I stopped and told him that I have a guest in my house and that I will visit him before the end of my vacation. He looked at me quizzically, prying my face for a clue to see if I was lying.
I made a straight face and his face muscles eased. While he was conversing with me I noticed that the freeze truck was being loaded with something in neat cartons from his freeze room, constructed right near his home. I asked him what they were loading and he said it was shrimps. While saying good bye, he told me to wait a second while he moved over the freeze room and I could see him gesturing to his workers pointing at me. He came back with a worker, carrying a plastic packet and told me to open my trunk explaining that he has some shrimps caught on that day and it was for me.
Well fresh shrimps are not easy to get so I thanked for his good will.
It was another ten minutes till I reached my home. After parking I was inside to change my dress.
Now I remembered the shrimps.
I was in the garage taking out the plastic bag of shrimps.
I made a visual inspection and saw that it was not tiger prawns but a variety smaller.
I thought of stashing it in the freezer but I remembered that it was fresh from the catch.
Instead I was tempted to have it for dinner.
I took a handful from the plastic bag and placed it in a pan thinking that it will be hell of a job to clean and de-husk the lot.
The taste of fresh shrimps was enough to make my laziness go away.
I took the second handful…then I felt the sting, a sharp pain on my fingers. It was like the sting of hornet or a wasp…sharp like a pin.
I took of my hands off the bag and inspected it. It was bleeding and the stinging pain remained.
I never knew that shrimps have fins or horns so sharp. I was wrong as you can see that though they look harmless, they can sting you.
I washed my hands with soap and water and the bleeding was not visible now.
I put all the shrimps back in to the bag again except a few of them in a plate for you to see.
I am not going to clean it today. Today it's destination is the freezer. No way am I going to clean it with my bleeding hand.
Now I looked again at my hand.
It started to bleed again.
See for yourself the culprit and my poor finger too.