why getting beat up by russian hooligans isnt so bad

- you get the attention (though it becomes a hassle the moment another repeated question turned up- yeah i know they're concerned,it's just that i've reverted to the kinda antisocial guy who likes being alone and be oblivious to the surroundings,even blogs..it's a process,which is not really recent, and has nothing to do with this story)
- you get free food from visiting friends
- more time at home!(i didnt have to sleep in the crappy hospital wards -miraculously only bruises and swellings)
- more free time!no need to study, repeat classes..hehe
- which means i can cook more...
-eat more..
-play games
- sleep more
- i have a pretty good reason to postpone stuff, otherwise i'd have to find excuses for my usual procrastinations...hehe..i'm not sleeping, i'm 'recovering'
- you can say 'it wasnt that bad'
- you walk the same path- you're brave ,you trash talk about russians- you have a good reason to,but if you dont hold a grudge- you're kind


what really happened-

we were walking through the sakura park from detskii sentr (we're having acupuncture classes there) to our house near the vokzal..about 3 guys walked past us casting glances, we felt something fishy..
in front about 20 metres were around 15 other russians...usen cautiously said we should run..i told them to run to the right..
the next moment the ones behind attacked us..fortunately we were mostly ready..
i blocked a few blows (fortunately i was attacked 1st), and managed to hit the guy on the abdomen,making him move back a bit to our front(my 1st and only counter attack, which probably didnt hurt too since the jackets were thick)... then i noticed the other russians in front starting towards us.meanwhile zam was attacked too and i went after him...somehow he managed to escape, this part is a bit blurry, but we ended up in the lane on our right, running..i was a bit far behind..and looking down i could see shadow of 2 pursuers right behind me,from the only lightpost still working..i tried quickening my pace, then the worst happened- i fell down (probably the mud,ice or snow) on my knee..the last zam saw of me my hands were still up blocking them away..but some still tried to follow my friends so they ran to a nearby theatre (where there's light and more people)...
meanwhile i realised that they've surrounded me, and i bailed out and took a fetal position on the ground.. so they kicked me, the most dangerous of them trying hard to kick my head..others just kicking..i managed to stay conscious, and heard them chanting somethg that rhymes with hitting...and mostly tried to convince them that i wasnt conscious while covering weak parts as best possible..
*thankfully it was dark, and they didnt have any weapons (one of the things i was afraid of, which is why u should never provoke any more or fight back too much when they're too many),and the thick winter gear helped, also, any longer they would have actually managed to break a bone or two,but Alhamdulillah they didnt
so they stopped and ran(they didnt take anything!)..after a few moments i stood up,getting ready if they were still there, and convinced that they were gone, i went for things that fell of..
subcionscious i somehow caught everthing that fell off from me (my gloves, snowcap, glasses) and was still holding some of them..my glasse were crumpled up into a ball without the lenses.rather comically i reshaped the frame and tried to wear it (u can interpret it all u want), and asked a passing couple to get me zam's files which i knew fell somewhere..
so the ordeal was over, but the night was not..i walked back home, but as i found out that my friends were still in front of the theatre i went there and waited for the police with them...muddy and with a gash on my right forehead which suspiciously looks like the soles of a boot..more on my wounds later
we went around on the police car, and found a group of >15 people drinking in the park, but they denied everything and i couldnt see nor recognise them, even when i went to them face-to-face (my poor eyesight of 0.6 is a really big disadvantage)
i didnt write any police reports, and we went home, where we called an ambulance..we found out that adib from 4th course was also attacked abuot 30 mins before us..i met him at the hospital, as i got my x-ray...
i might have written too much, so i'll fill in on anything if you wanna ask

the wounds:
- the worst one was my left knee as i fell down hard..it had a deep cut and swelling
- of course the injuries to the head are quite bad, with the large boot-mark gash on the forehead and a swelling on the right parietal parts (upper mid for u non-medic geeks) were equally bad (it's my head!), and i was repeatedly and quite viciously attacked there..alhamdulillah there were no fractures nor neurological symptoms, and i think i had defended my head quite well (hehe self compliments again)
- pain in my lowest left rib at the back, probably it had been hit hard quite a few times, i'm certain of it..but, no bruises nor swelling on my body,miraculously..
- bruises and cuts all over my face, ears, forearms etc..
- my right eye swelled up and while subsiding produced a painless hematoma similar to that of being punched in the eye...i imagine a disturbingly gruesome sight esply with that big gash for some..(i can see their expression, duh..)

all have healed well alhamdulillah,other than the residual pain (which hasnt decreased and is really a bother when u travel) and the pain from the tetanus injection (muddy wounds..) on my right back, which makes the pain on my back a symmetry of right and left..aah the wonders of modern medicine..
i dint bother to put any ointments btw..hehe

i'll show a pic taken that night if you like, but ive got to sleep now...tata
dont let the russians scare u...it's really not that bad..

ps: if i've got the time to bother, i'll update more on the circumstances and my opinions about that day..
PPS: ayah,the report is done through the U and i'm having a little trouble getting a copy, so pls wait a bit more..insyaAllah i'll get something, i'll try..