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IS TRUST SO THIN?Here's a small interesting story for your reference.Let me introduce you Mr. X and Miss Y.Both met for the first time in class Tenth. Friendship started followed by closeness.Became the best of friends.They completed 12th and graduated together & always stood by eachother.They introduced eachother with their families too.But they never got intimated with eachother or in other words you can say they never crossed the border line even they trust eachother blindly.Both were even fine with eachothers friend circle too.Never ever for once they thought about betraying each other's trust.They use to enjoy together and separately too with their close friends.Overall they were in one of the best of relationships with eachother.They also decided that after getting the jobs they will get married and start their wonderful life journey together.They got the jobs and tied one of the most beautiful knots with eachother for the rest of their life.On their first night for the first time they started making out love to eachother and the next thing that happened destroyed this couples life for ever.Yeah the girl didn't bleed and this is hurted the guy badly and made him lose his trust over his newly wedded wife.Is it that much scary part that the guy thought of broking the relationship with the girl whom he blindly trusted for more than 10 years.Why do we expect bleeding from the person whom we love so much and trust blindly. Even she trusted you too and their is no evidence for her to decide if you are a virgin or not.“Believe me TRUST & RELATIONSHIPS are two most critical parameters of life that can be broken easily. And once it's broken, you will lose the faith in LOVE & HUMANITY for the rest of your life.”This story is completely fictional, however you can't deny that you never came across such instances.There are people who still practice weird traditions on the name sake of cultural norms and then we have our young educated generations who also believes in virginity theories.I want to utilise this opportunity to pass on a great lesson to your young generation and I really don't feel shame to pass this worth knowledge.So understand few basics about Virginity in females →Their is a thin layer known as hymen that exists inside female genital openings.Not every girl has same hymen shape and size. Really important to understand this point.This thin layer is so stretchable that even when she is involved in intercourse with her partner for the first time doesn't gaurantees that the male genital would pass through this thin membrane. Hence seriously a bleeding may not happen.Do you see this pictorial representation, the male genital sometimes passes through by the sides of this thing membrane and because of its stretchable nature, the hymen remains intact and hence no bleeding.Mostly girls don't even have a hymen. Another really important point to understand.In most of the cases this hymen gets thicker in nature after multiple intercourse sessions and the women will still be able to get pregnant.Last important point. During natural delivery cases of the pregnant women's, the doctor cut this hymen too that remained intact until now.Guys do share this answer as much as you can so that everyone is aware and we could save someone's marriage.If you have any more questions and wanted to share you opinion on this answer please feel free to do that in the comment section.~AJ

(Apologies for such a long answer, I’d be obliged if you read till the end. I have tried to make it as short as possible.)I rose from death thrice and was still lucky enough to get what I wanted to achieve in my life at the same time!!Okay, quite dramatic I guess, but let me take you through my journey.Brief history - I’ve always wanted to become a doctor, and I was supposed to be appearing for medical entrance exam in the month of May. Everything was going very well, and I was able to complete my course by the end of January. Three months still left for NEET, I had ample of time for revision. I had still not missed a single test and was constantly within 1100 AIR in all the tests. Things were going pretty good.Fast Forward to 15th April 2019 :I suddenly started to have petechiae on my limbs and neck, in which I would bleed spontaneously even with gentle pressure to an area on the skin. I guess here’s when having both parents as doctors creates undue tension and stress. The first and foremost diagnosis by my parents was that I was maybe suffering from Vasculitis. I was pretty scared, but once finding out that the treatment was pretty straightforward, I didn’t worry too much. But the spots continued to grow, even to the extent that squeezing my skin between my fingers would lead to free flow of blood. My studies had already taken a standstill by now, and more than that, due to lack of revision, things had started slipping out of my mind.The medications having no effect, I was taken for a skin biopsy. My father works in SGPGI Lucknow, so I could get it easily done there. For those of you who have ever had a biopsy, or even watched one happening, you would know it is one of the most painful procedures. I guess after a trauma and a delivery room, you’d hear the most excruciating cries from a biopsy room. As expected, it hurt a lot, especially after the effect of the local anaesthetic had worn off. Much to my plight, it pained so much that I wasn’t even able to lift a book or even turn page, forget practicing with a pen and paper.Things had planned to go totally against me. The biopsy report came back absolutely negative, but to our surprise, the spots had now become less frequent, so in the end it was believed that the medicines were finally working. My studies had already gone down the toilet.The dreaded night of 3rd May, 2019 :3 AM in the darkest of the night : I woke up from my sleep and found myself shivering even when the room temperature had been around 32 degrees. The thermometer read ‘103.4 F’. My exam was 48 hours away. I woke up my parents. They thought the fever was due to exam stress and anxiety. I too believed the same and tried going back to sleep. Two hours later, I was still awake and was feeling even worse. Took my temperature again. The fever had risen to 104.4 F by now.Seeing such high a temperature, my parents had started to worry. Even after repeated doses of paracetamol and other antipyretics, my fever didn’t go down even a bit. By the afternoon, it was decided that I should be put on a drip and given paracetamol intravenously in combination with several other antibiotics.4th May 2019 : It had been almost 24 hours and my fever had not gone down even for an hour. I was completely exhausted, and it was apparent by now that I’ll never be able to appear for NEET the next day. IV meds continued through the day, and even after trying my level best I wasn’t able to sleep that night.5th May 2019 : Fever still at 104 F, I don’t know what struck me or gave me strength that I decided to sit for the exam even with an IV and a bottle attached to my arm. My parents were just not ready to let me go. After an hour of constant crying and cursing on my side, my parents succumbed and let me go, with the assurance from my side that they would be waiting outside and I will contact them if I felt dizzy or unwell.On my way to the centre, the sun was at its peak, and in the scorching heat I felt extremely unwell and dizzy, to the point I thought I’ll fall dead even before reaching the centre. I had still an IV running, with the bottle in my father’s hand. At a place where there’s an inspection stricter that an airport, it was obvious that the security personnel wouldn’t just let me go with all the stuff I had brought along with me. I waited till the the last drop of the IV had coursed its journey from the bottle into my arm. I still had to carry my meds and water into the class, even though instructions were clearly against it. After much persuasion, with sharp five minutes left to Two o’ Clock, I was allowed to go in with a handkerchief and my medicines, the water was to be provided by the school authorities.One final shot before I went for my examI did whatever I could have done under the effect of 3 grams of paracetamol and a handful of other tranquilizers, and I was constantly cursing God and my luck. The paper was quite easy, but instead of giving me hope, I felt that everyone would score extremely well and I would definitely be way out of the race when the results would come. I wrongly filled many bubbles, left many super simple questions, messed up other ones and just waited for the exam to be over. All the stress, heat, fever and pain had drained me completely, and on my way out of the building I fell unconscious. I was rushed to ICU-Critical Care Medicine, SGPGI Lucknow. I was lucky enough that my father was a professor there, else the chance of getting an empty bed was second to none. Not to exaggerate, but the chance of coming out of an ICU-CCM is one in twenty, and even then, it would be too considerate an estimate.I don’t know what my parents went through in those 4 days during which I lay unconscious on an ICU bed, I could only imagine them cursing themselves, praying to God to save their son and asking for forgiveness even for the mistakes they couldn’t have committed in their dreams.9th May 2019 : I slowly came back to my senses, only to find myself surrounded by IV pumps, ventilator, infusers and several machines whose names I can’t even recall now with several leads glued to my chest. The first thing I saw was my mother sobbing at one corner of the room, and even before I could utter a complete word, she came and held my hand only to burst into complete tears. As I learnt through the course of the day, I had went into hyperthermia and my enzyme machinery had started to shut off, leading to a dozen of complications including electrolyte imbalance, acidosis, anaemia, seizures and loss of some reflexes. I had dodged death once already by now.Opening eyes in a new environmentI was surrounded by a dozen of IV pumps, ventilator, infusers and several machines whose names I can’t even recall now.My fever had not gone down even by then, even after being kept in a cold blanket for three days at a stretch. I was being given even stronger drugs to bring my fever down with a combination of drugs for malaria, dengue, cold, etc. The freezing blanket was replaced with sponges with ice cold water, which later led to bilateral lung consolidation, which basically meant that water had started accumulating in my lungs due to constant cold and supinate position.An endless array of tests were conducted on me ranging from CBC to gene profiling to repeated bacterial cultures, most of which came back absolutely clean. My platelets counts had fallen below 80k, my haemoglobin had gone down from 15.4 to 6.1, but these two things had no relation to my illness, atleast that was that was apparent at that moment.Being admitted into CCM comes with another set of challenges. Most of the patients around you are terminally ill, and often have dreaded bacterial, viral and fungal infections that have an almost 100% fatality rate. Once into CCM, I was being pumped full of high grades antibiotics and antifungals like meropenem and amphotericin (each dose costing around 18k).A ray of hope appeared as my fever began responding to the medicines finally, even if it went down for an hour although after a full gram of paracetamol. The result was that my liver took a toll and my S-ALT/AST were already 50 times the normal levels. Keeping in mind that the liver heals remarkably well, my parents thought I’ll be out of the ICU in a couple of days.16th May 2019 : Severe lung collapse, severe hypotension, electrolyte imbalance, severe hypoxia, dizziness culminating into seizures. Followed by atrial fibrillation, I was shocked thrice before I came back to life for the second time. Immediately afterwards I was put on a ventilator (NIV – Non- Invasive Ventilation). I had already two venflons on either of my hands, and even those were falling inadequate to transfuse all the medications into me. I was still under NIV when a need for a Central Line was put up.Venflons vs Central LineI was consistently going in and out of consciousness. I couldn’t eat or drink water or go to the bathroom. I had to be given water by squeezing a sponge in my mouth. I never felt so pathetic in my life. Thanks to the profuse sweating and almost zero food intake for over a week, I had lost a lot of fluids and blood proteins (albumin) which maintain the normal BP. My BP had gone down to 60/88, and was no longer high enough to be measured by NIBP (non-invasive BP - cuff measurement). Then came another extremely painful procedure in which I was put on an arterial line to monitor my BP directly through the radial artery.Still having not found the focus of infection, I was put through another very painful procedure of bone marrow biopsy. I won’t feel ashamed to admit that I cried at the top of my voice through the entire procedure.Drugs kept getting added and slowly spilled over to two pages. Every thirty minutes, I was being transfused some or the other medicine, ranging from NORAD to Human Albumin to a dozen of antibiotics and antifungals.Sure enough, even the biopsy report came back negative. This has been probably the lowest point in my life till now. I was so distraught, depressed and fragile that I was more than happy to accept death than going through all this for even one other day. I cried the entire night. Had I been able to move my hands or lift myself up, I would have disconnected the ventilators and all the machines at that very moment.The doctor under whom I was being treated also happened to be my father’s best friend from his college times. In the beginning he often said to me that all this was due to stress but in the course of the treatment, I saw fear and hesitation in his eyes. Once when I was conscious, I heard him telling my father that how hard it is for him to treat me as he had seen me like his own son and he just risk taking drastic steps. He placed his hand on my head and said(I still remember those words clearly), “Jis bhi bhagwan ko maante ho, bass uska naam le lo.” (Take the name of whichever God you believe in.) At this point, I felt it is over for me.The following evening, a blood test and an echo confirmed I was going into acute multi organ failure involving the heart, lungs, bone marrow, liver and kidneys. I had an enlarged spleen, enlarged right atrium, missed beats and loss of awareness about my situation and surroundings.The news of me being extremely (read terminally) ill had spread like fire across the entire hospital, and even to my coaching. Almost everyone in the hospital started visiting me, talking to me as if I wouldn’t be able to see the next morning. Due to the lung collapse, I had almost lost my voice. I felt like shouting but just couldn’t.I hit rock bottom, when the Director of the Institute, Dr. Rakesh Kapoor (who is also the HOD of Urology, in which my father is a Professor) came to visit me. I had known him since I was a child, and to see him pity my condition was beyond what I could handle. Only tears rolled from my eyes. Also, he came to visit me every day, gave his precious time to me till I was out of Critical Care.I was being looked after a team of doctors from every field, cardiology, immunology, nephrology, oncology, endocrine, neurology, haematology, urology, you just name the field and the doctor was present, yet no one could discern what I had. Amidst a sea of suggestions was to shift me to AIIMS, Delhi. I was already being treated under doctors who had studied from AIIMS, and was at a place with facilities as good as AIIMS-D, risking a journey through no man’s land was unimaginable and unreasonable.From nurses to CCM doctors, I was termed as the all-rounder-patient, the mystery disease boy. The place had started to feel like home, and I’d spend my day chatting the sisters and doctors up !Since I had signs of vasculitis, the popular belief was that I was suffering from some autoimmune disorder (maybe even sarcoidosis). The normal course of action would have been steroids, but because of the unusual presentation of the disease, it would have certainly lead to a point of no return.It was finally decided that I would be given IVIG for 7 days to basically shut my entire immune system down so atleast the fever would go down.Day 2 of IVIG Therapy (21/05) : Since my CT and MRI had already come clean, the doctors devised a clever plan to find the focus of the infection. PET-CT is one such procedure in which you are injected with a radioactive glucose substitute (FDG) and then you’re put through a special CT scanner. This test is usually used to diagnose and locate cancers because cancer cells are very active metabolically hence the corresponding areas light up on the screen. It was found that one of my cervical lymph node had increased in size. The need for biopsy was felt again but due to the location of the node (right over carotid), it was not possible. (Thank God). I was put through a slightly less painful procedure of FNAC (Fine Needle Aspiration Cytology).Day 7 : The IVIG had slowly started to show it’s effect and my fever came well down to 100F, but the temperature still was far from normal.30th May 2019 : In the evening I developed a sharp pain in my head and all of a sudden things started to look blurry. An emergency consult was called, which revealed that I had developed Uveitis, which would have led to blindness if not treated immediately.The only treatment was with steroids, which was the only one thing I was being kept far far away from since the start. Nevertheless, I was started on 300 mg hydrocortisone to be continued with 60 mg prednisolone with the known danger that this would backfire rather quickly and quite lethally. By luck, or otherwise, I didn’t develop any further complications, and even my fever went away completely.3rd June 2019: I was brought home to be put in isolation. Sadly, the same night my BP plummeted again, and back was I into the CCM one again.5th June,2019: I was still admitted when the NEET 2019 result came. I was not expecting them to be even good, I had not for once checked with the answer key and I didn’t even know what I’d done in the exam anyways. Around 7 PM, I received a call from my brother that I had scored 623 and secured an All India Rank of 3614. After days of despair, hopelessness, darkness, pain, misery, and discomfort, this was the first ray of sunshine to fall on me. At least now I knew I would be able to pursue my dream.I was kept there for a another week on NORAD and Albumin before I was discharged finally on 7th June 2019.Me walking after over 30 days of lying in the bed, (Clicked by my father, for him these were my new-old baby steps ! ) I had lost so much strength that I was even unable to stand straight for even 20 seconds. I even had trouble balancing myself for the first few days.The journey from there on hasn’t been easy either, but now I feel strong, confident and happy than ever before. I’m still on a high dose of steroids and I’m still facing a lot of consequences that come with it (hypertension, breathlessness, decreased immunity, hot flashes, etc.)After several low points including two drop years, I’m in my dream college, Dr. Ram Manohar Lohia Institute of Medical Sciences, Lucknow.WHAT I LEARNT :Probably the best message I’d like to give is that God Helps Those who Help Themselves. Had I lost hope of getting better, had I lost courage and strength to give the exam, or had I been satisfied with my destiny, I would have never been able to realize my dream. You should be determined enough that even mishaps should not throw you off the track, you should be confident enough that even stress should not be able to able to belittle your efforts.We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet. This experience has made me confident and fearless about life. Now when an endeavour seems too daunting and stressful, I retrospect could it be worse? Whatever you want to do, do it now. There are only so many tomorrows.I still remain undiagnosed, and a legend tells me let the unknown be unknown. I live in SGPGI Campus itself, and I meet all the doctors who had treated me all the time. A concrete diagnosis hasn’t been formed yet, and to them I still remain the miracle child !

Not common, but a recent one.A new scam that's going on at Instagram and other social media. - http://reliance-jiocoin.comNormally, these kinds of scams involve are based on the assumptions that the person (or victim) is performing all the actions on a smartphone and is naive enough to believe that with a couple of clicks, can get a lot of benefits.Bear with me as I go technical with this.Notable points & Overview:It's a Ponzi scheme - Asks you to invest a significant amount and resources in return for certain "benefits" [Ponzi Scheme]Asks for your personal information - Full name, Email.Page source reveals that it's a pre-built template.After "registration", it redirects you to another page which claims to give you "free" coins in exchange for you “spreading the word”.3 Coins for each referral.10 Coins for each "sponsors" app downloaded. They might as well be Malware - Banking trojans too. [Top 10 Banking Trojans for 2017: What You Need to Know]A simple click on "Invite Friends" redirects us to WhatsApp. (I tested this in my PC environment.) Here's the code:http://whatsapp://send?text=*RELIANCE JIO COIN LAUNCHED* JIO COIN has been launched at the initial price of 100 rs per coin *Register before 31st Jan 2018 to get free JIO COINS*-->http://reliance-jiocoin.com/?ref=4164100811 Breakdown of the steps I followed:Opened the link shared: http://reliance-jiocoin.comObservationsMy browser tells me it's not secure. This warning does not necessarily mean the website has been compromised. It is a precautionary move by Google to inform website visitors their browsing and communications are not encrypted.[HTTPS Update: Google Chrome Displays “Not secure” Warning on More Websites - Spry Digital]“Register before 31st January 2018 to get free coins” — Trying to create a sense of urgency.2. A quick look at the page source (CTRL + U) gives us a bit of clarity that the whole thing is a predefined template. Anyone can get these things online for free or for a small sum of amount.3. In order not to give away my original details(for obvious reasons!), I decided to use a disposable email address[Disposable Email Addresses Demystified] - 10 Minute Mail - Temporary E-Mail4. Registration with random and fake details.5. Post registration, we’re redirected to a page called as ‘freecoins.html’The page gives us 2 Options:Invite friends to join the same scam and get 3 coins per friend who joins.When clicked on “Invite Friends” button, it turns out to be a WhatsApp message like this:6. When clicked on Download apps from the “Sponsors”, we are taken to another page wherein there are a couple of “apps” - which actually are links to different advertising websites.7. For testing purposes, I clicked on the first link - Appmantra. The page seems to provide a fake Mobile Security Virus Protection Scan while asking for your mobile operator type for subscription.This in fact matches perfectly with the official website of Appmantra - The best content for your mobile phone8. A quick background check of the page - freecoins.html, shows us this:Snippet 1 shows us the draft for the WhatsApp message that could be forwarded when we click on “Invite Friends”.Snippet 2 shows us the link to which we are redirected after we click on “Download Apps”.9. I ran a VirusTotal scan on the url and it was marked by one of the scanning engines as “Malicious”10. After selecting the “Continue Button” in the Appmantra page, it redirects us to another advertising page - Pupamedia.comAfter which I stopped.Key observations:After the first page, you’re not asked to give away any personal information. This could lead us to the assumption that there might be other malicious practices at work in the background.You email can be the starting point for many other scams or attacks against you.Have I been pwned? Check if your email has been compromised in a data breachWhy Cyber Criminals Want to Get Into Your InboxDifferent Ways That Your Email Address Can Be Exploited by HackersIt has been mentioned that each coin costs Rs.100 yet nowhere are we asked to pay for the coins.The same pattern applies to many of such schemes out there. The recent Amazon go and PayTm cash coupon scams on Instagram are a good example.This is a good example of a Chain Letter [Chain letter - Wikipedia], a message that attempts to convince the recipient to make a number of copies of the letter and then pass them on to a certain number of recipients (either a predefined number or as many as possible).Common methods used in chain letters include emotionally manipulative stories, get-rich-quick pyramid schemes, and the exploitation of superstition to threaten the recipient with bad luck or even physical violence or death if he or she "breaks the chain" and refuses to adhere to the conditions set out in the letter.Today, chain letters are often sent via email messages, postings on social network sites, and text messages.Here’s a YouTube video published by the channel “Tamil News Live” with different look on the same scam:References:Reliance Jio’s cryptocurrency JioCoin: How Mukesh Ambani plans to use blockchain to tap into IoTChain letter - WikipediaDisclaimer:The focus of this post is to address the scam and its workings so that we stay aware of such things.My mentions of any of the above services or websites do no imply my personal support or endorsement or any such activity of the kind.All the images are screenshots taken from my personal devices and do not imply any copyright infringements.Suggestions and corrections are welcome.There are many such scams out there that we inadvertently fall prey to. Let’s ensure that we and our peers do not fall for them.Updates:Spell check and Grammar check.Reference update.Formatting.CorrectionsUpdate: 27 January 2018The website has been taken down. I observed that it was hosted in Github Pages.Two news articles claimed that this was a fake website.Reliance Jio Coin: Beware of this fake websiteReliance JioCoin: Fake website pops up after proposed cryptocurrency plans