...."...THE PROLOGUE..":......studying Medicine was no mean effort.......rather Herculean....in tht u had to be a Sage nd control the bearings of ur ever uncontrollable faculties, which was in consonance with the admission age of 17 to 20, roughly....for such a tender age already harassed by a tough Entrance system of cut throat competition...look at the amt of input one had to put in in the first two decades of life.....firstly u had to be a Gud Boy(...I believe Girls were always presumptively Gud...)with a routine approach at school level....always living upto the expectation of ur Guardians, teachers. nd frnds....the frnds circle was the ultimate benchmark of ur success....if u r succesful in the Eyes of ur peers, browbeating thm every now & thn at every nook & corner & opportunity...u were the champion of the future.....or if U r Vanquished repetitively, still, tht honed up ur existing skill for the Future sparring act of Real Life of the Imminent Future....in tht way.....the environs were competitive & it was survival of the Fittest.....to Grope an entry to this bedazzled spectre of Competitive Learning was not fraught with risk.....u cud be a casualty for Life if u didn't knew whr ur Heart lay.....!!!!......thn thr wud hv been a long grapple with Jargons to fall in line with the gushing stream of Learning....the youthful decade of life proved a perfect foil to rise upto at least some semblance of a mark.....had it been now in the 5th decade I wud thrown in the towel with disdain & disregard, perched up on a boat ,sailed along the tide ,fishing merrily with the Starry Fay above....but Alas, the youthful spirit was indomitable nd was ever ready for a one on one spar with books, exams, examiners & ridicule....!!!!.....Robert Bruce & 'Failures r pillars of success' was the ever perennial thought pervading the atmosphere....tht some day we shall overcome.....!!!!....Overcome we really did....nd the training thus gained pitchforked us to Life's many a battle with Elan....!!!!...it is better to be ridiculed, mauled & tattered to smithereens by Examiners after examiners to make a mighty personality of a Caring Service Provider....tht of the Doctor....!!!.....now after such a haloed training in Life the askance rate frm the Real wrk field is wel met nd cake walk shud I say for most of us......!!!!...this the time to thank ur peers, environs, Institutions,Teachers nd for the unstinted support of ur parents......for without their Competitive edge...one wud hv come a Cropper.....(...to be Concluded...)
.....Rojnamcha...!!! the Indian Ocean Diary having being initiated in 2010 is very close to Heart....journey of an Indian Doctor's service in a remote land...!!!
Thursday, April 16, 2015
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