Khoon Chala

मी आज रक्तदान केले… ह्याचा अभिमान वाटतो : I donated blood today. It feels great.

That’s what the shining red and white badge said. When MoodI organised Khoon Chala, the blood donation campaign, it was something I appreciated whole-heartedly, but something I was equally sure I didn’t want to be a part of.

I don’t know why I had an inhibition in the first place, but I had pretty much decided I won’t go for it, despite it taking place in my hostel lounge. By the time it ended though, I was pretty much regretting having not donated blood.

Anyhow, when, on 23rd, the camp was again set up in H3, I decided to go for it. The kind guys asked me to fill up a form and forwarded me to the Doctor, who enquired about my disease history in the past year, which turned out to be satisfactory for the situation. From there, it was on to the temporary beds they had set up. He asked me to look away, and I felt something piercing my arm (obviously, now), something being stuck, and that was all. He said I could look now. I thought the donation procedure was over, something that was just pure scary. I mean, if that guy could take out 350 ml blood from my body in a matter of 5 seconds, it was indeed something to be horrified about. Thankfully though, the process had just started, and I felt real stupid for thinking otherwise. Anyhow, the entire procedure took about 10 minutes, with blood slowly getting collected in the standard plastic container (it contains anti-coagulant solution and was kept on one of those kitchen balances, to keep track of the weight). I was asked to lie down straight and hold a rubber ball in my hand, which I was supposed to pump to facilitate blood flow. After chatting with the guy for sometime, I found it best to listen to music while the Khoon Chalaa.

All in all, it was pretty copy-book style, and after the bag was full, he asked me to continue lying down with my legs bent close to my body (so that the brain gets sufficient blood). Some blood oozed out from the prick, but after some time, it was all pretty patched up.

It was time for Tea and Biscuits, and I happily munched on a packet of ParleG. In the meanwhile, I got my certificate and blood donation card (along with the badge I could flaunt), which mentioned that I could donate blood again after three months. That card also enables me to claim blood in case I need it in the future.

The whole thing was done very nicely, and you do get a pleasant feeling of satisfaction and happiness. The folder that they gave talked about how Human blood cannot be synthesized in the Laboratory and how there is a great deficit of blood which leads to many deaths which could have been prevented.

The blood loss is corrected in 24-48 hours (in volume) and the RBC deficit is filled up in about 56 days. Some people believe that donation actually stimulates Bone Marrow to produce new cells, which leads to a cleansing effect, but all concur that Donation does not cause any harm.

Do donate blood if you get the chance.

EDIT: I read on the Internet that blood has a shelf life of about 35 days, something I was quite unaware of. But, the demand for blood is so high that no unit actually reaches expiration date. Puts the whole thing in perspective, doesn’t it?

7 Responses to “Khoon Chala”

  1. Rajashree Bothale September 24, 2008 at 4:07 pm #

    You wrote very nicely. Hope this will inspire many more to donate the blood.

  2. Hakuna Matata September 24, 2008 at 9:40 pm #

    Donated blood last month for the first time ever. Was hell apprehensive about it but yeah, it went good. I was particularly caught on with one of the captions we came up with for an awareness poster — It had Gotham city and Batman in the background with ‘ You dont need to be a superhero to save lives! ‘ on it.

  3. Antariksh Bothale September 24, 2008 at 9:43 pm #


    Yeah we have that too. This year’s Mood Indigo registers have the same punch line!

  4. opti October 9, 2008 at 12:42 am #

    that was a magnificently written ..
    and it definitely will inspire many ..!!

  5. Anonymous October 14, 2008 at 6:16 pm #

    Nicely written, your writing style is flawless.

    I have a suggestion for you – Don’t you think that you need to use this perfect writing style in your Orkut ‘about me’ as well. Rather than being a self-obsessive dog that you are, barking – sorry basking – in the chains of self-praise, if you find words to explain what’s really you, it would be fine.

    You are not KVPY scholar at the first meet, you are not an IITian dog firstly, yoor being something doesn’t define. It’s what inside you defines you. Having such a lucid style, and still not being modest tells your shallowness.

    What you have speaks so much that I don’t get a chance to hear what you are!

    If you delete this comment, then surely you are a bitch – a sexually infertile bitch – who is so coward that it can’t withstand his own criticism.

    I love you and I am a guy.

  6. rajeshwari December 3, 2008 at 11:46 pm #

    Bravo.. very well explained about the procedure and after effects to those who fear of blood donation… great job.. God bless you..

  7. Abha Avinash Kulkarni May 23, 2013 at 12:42 am #

    Your article has uprooted my fears. I’m looking forward to an opportunity like this. @Anonymous: Instead of pointing finger at others,why don’t you look at yourself? You have so conveniently crawled under the blanket of anonymity that you really don’t have the authority to call anybody a coward and the language you’ve used – it’s atrocious! Misogynistic!

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