A couple of mornings ago, when I was in a hurry to reach college as soon as possible, I got a paper cut which led to continuous bleeding for a few minutes. Reaching college was so important to me that I did not even bother to give it a second look and by the time I saw it again, the blood had dried. The cut was a deep one as compared to others on my finger. Paper cuts are quite familiar and frequent with me. [:-P] By the end of that day it was still hurting so I thought maybe I should pay some attention to it then with all the works done. One of my hostlers suggested that I should put on a band aid. It would be fine, I said smiling at the thought of band aids. As a child I always wanted a band aid stuck here and there on my body. If I look back then I can proudly say that I have never put on a band aid on my wounds. Yeah! Never at all. ‘I am hurt- spirit applied- wound burn- let it dry by itself’ was a rule applied to me. Source - Google I remember doing stupid thin...