Down the memory lane

Waiting for my fingers to type all that I remember about you, I find my fingers adamantly questioning your worth. What if you turn out to be another waste of ink, of paper & effort?
I have trapped you in mind long enough. It’s time for you to go. You were worth my mind all along but now you must find your safe haven amongst ink and paper.

The pride of universal donors.

“You know, you’re a universal donor” back then I had little to no knowledge of what it meant but I’d brag around my friends & tell them how special my blood was.

One fine day in grade 10 we had a chapter in Biology that included a small portion about blood types. It sparked enough interest in me to finally get the hang of the term ‘Universal Donor’.

My blood type is O negative and so is my dad’s. But my mother has blood type O positive. Almost all my family members on my father’s side have O negative blood type. Hence, it wasn’t difficult for me to figure out why I have it.

Now, why are there different blood groups?

The three blood types namely, A B & O were discovered by an Austrian Physician, Karl Landsteiner which earned him a Nobel prize in 1930.

Later others discovered the AB blood type.

The underlying factor that separates blood groups from one another are ‘Antigens’.

It’s the coating around Red Blood Cells (RBCs). There are 2 main antigens found around RBCs; A & B.

While AB blood group has both of them, O blood type has neither.

Another common term that we come across quite often is RH positive and RH negative. What exactly is RH and what do we mean by + & -?

In our blood there is a collection of 45 antigens called Rhesus. The name has come from the Rhesus monkey which led to the theory of evolution of mankind from monkeys.

To be more specific :

The Significance of Being Rh Negative or Rh Positive. In 1937, Karl Landsteiner and Alexander Weiner discovered a new blood type: the rhesus blood type, or Rh factor. The rhesus protein is named for the rhesus monkey, which also carries the gene, and is a protein that lives on the surface of the red blood cells“.

Source :

The significance of being RH negative or RH positive.


, if you’re RH + : you’ll have all 45 antigens but if you’re RH – : you’ve none. This is the simple meaning behind RH and + & – .

This blood type comes with its own set of pros and cons. I’ve seen my aunts having problems during pregnancy because of their blood type.

However with every problem there’s a solution now thanks to the advancedments in medicine and technology. A woman with O negative blood type can get RhGAM or RH Immune Globulin injections to prevent their immune systems from producing antibodies when they’re pregnant with a child that has RH positive blood type.

Well, now comes the fun part! Myths pertaining to RH negative blood type always fascinate me even though some of them are as absurd as linking our lineage to aliens. Yes.

The one population with high density of the gene for RH – blood type are the Basques from northeastern Spain. Considering them RH – dates all the way back to Cro-Magnon ancestry going back to upper Paleolithic period.

While other possible sources of RH- blood line could be the aliens. Some people believe that they genetically engineered or even mated with humans and hence here we are, RH negative blood types!

But the fact that our DNA make-up is very much like any other human being who has originated on planet earth contradicts the myth about aliens.

At the end of the day it’s just a blood type, positive or negative, A B O or AB with pros & cons just as every other blood type. Yes, we can donate blood to all types but only receive the same blood makes us unique and may even be termed as a setback. But I think being human has its own pros and cons. While there’s study that suggests that each blood type should follow a particular diet I believe that eating healthy & drinking lots of water should suffice whether you’re RH+ or RH-.

As a child most universal donors probably feel proud due to the fact that they’re different than the rest.

But there’s greater satisfaction in doing something good with what you have rather than boasting about it. So, donate and help others in need.

It doesn’t matter what your blood type is, universal or non-universal, someone out there is definitely your type.

Links to the sources I used:

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Different blood types.

Ancient origins.


The picture with the quote is from one of my favorite songs called ‘Monster’ by Paramore.

Here’s a link to it : Paramore-Monster

Don’t get too close

Don’t get too close,

You’ll either end up broken or break a soul.

The greatest point of vulnerability for me has always been getting people to know too much about me. I’ve always been happy knowing less and understanding more about them. I want them to be the same way with me. But things don’t always work out the way you want them to.


See the light,
They say.
It’s within,
Learn to embrace.

I did,
I failed.
In between,
Is where I rest.

There’s no light,
There’s no dark.
All that there’s in sight,
Is a grey mark.

I’m happy,
Not sane.
I’m lonely,
Not depressed.

I’m me,
In a strangers body.
I can love,
As I die every minute.

Blackness took,
A vital part of me.
While the light,
Blinded my soul.

All I do,
All I think
All I feel,
Is nothing but grey.

#2 The story of a thorn

Every thorn has a story,
That no one wants to hear.
But he was more than eager,
To get even a glimpse of it.

He was willing to prick,
His finger over and over again.
He would bleed for her,
Till death came by her hands.

She was by no means,
Moved initially.
But his constant fight,
Brought something to life.

She started seeing things,
She had forgotten long ago.
The fragrance of roses,
Began to feel like home.

But she was still captive,
In a dungeon of guilt.
And he stayed adamant,
To never let her leave.

With time,
She forgave her crimes.
For she saw no hope,
In letting go of the rope.

He dragged her above,
From beneath the ground.
With the first ray of sunshine,
She was born anew.

Though she was still a thorn,
Prickly and headstrong.
For all the good reasons,
She couldn’t be a tender rose.

She found love,
Despite what she had become.
She had a come a long way,
From being held down ‘gainst her wishes.


#1 The making of a thorn

She was fragile enough,
To let her petals bleed.
A mindless little rose,
In a desert of thirsty travellers.

They stripped her of her color,
Shattered her roots to the core.
Myriad of travellers came by,
But none stayed by her side.

Her tenderness dissolved in thin air,
As her leaves began falling.
In place of a vibrant rose,
Life birthed a merciless thorn.

Not a stranger went by,
Who could deny her charms.
Nor could they resist the pain,
She’d inflict upon them.

Every man pricked his finger,
There was no mere escape.
The sight of blood trickling,
Had her immensely satisfied.