My Bloody Bipolar Mind

I cut the dead body like a butcher. Though the incisions were medically and forensically correct, they were merciless, fast and forceful. I made a Y shaped incision from the shoulders up to the pubis. I was in extreme hurry to take out, see and study the organs. I took out the organs... the heart, lungs, liver, spleen and kidneys. I saw them and studied them meticulously.

I was with my girlfriend Namita, who was repeatedly asking me to leave the post-mortem section as it was not allowed for us, final year medical students but I did not listen to her. I was a final year MBBS student and it was not right to go to the post-mortem section and cut a human body but I was so curious I could not resist. It was hypomania! It was my bloody bipolar mind!