A Journey From The First To The Last Bench!
This blog won 1st Place in the All Pak Blog Competition, 2017 in Humorous Category.
By Anum Khaliq, Final Year MBBS
When I entered the med-school
after bearing sleepless nights and matchless hardwork in matric and F.Sc, it
was like a dream coming true. However, my era (time) to date has rightly
compelled me to say that life in a med-school is not more than a set of
missions and u have to accomplish most of them without any *leavemealone or
*betterthanwalking cheat-codes! :p
Lets have a look at how I am a
sucker at most of things! You can always grab a cup of tea before starting!
“I have, mommy”
“Seniors nae tang tau nae kiya?”
“Nae kiya”
“Allah hafiz”
“Yeah, do wake me up before
sunrise!
And Allah
Hafiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiizzzzzzzzzz” (I have a bad habit of slanging “hafiz” I always
do!)
Was my first conversation with my
mother on my first night in hostel. A conversation in which worry was clear in
my mother’s voice and fear was evident in my tone since tomorrow was gonna be
my first day to KEMU, Dream of many,
Destiny of a few, and I had not developed a habit of waking up on my own
as yet.
Although the night passed without
any seniors trolling the corridors thanks to the new hostel building we get,
yet I had a trouble in sleeping and hence a trouble in getting up! I remember
Going to the washroom where all basins were occupied rather over-occupied :p I
kept standing there doing nothing for next 5 minutes when a friend of mine
said, “Kya dekh rae ho jaldi mun hath dho! Dair ho rae hae”. And I exclaimed,”
Ab mein itne saare logon k saamne daant brush kroon” :p
And she bursted into laughter.
What she said in the reply is not cool enough to be written publicily!
I was a total failure at
waking-up early in the morning!
2. Mission 90% Attendance:
When I reached university (on my very first day), a whole bunch of new-comers was coming out of Anatomy Lecture Theatre and my eyes became wide open!
“Oh My Goodness! Pehla lecture ho
bhi gya! Ab tau pakka attendance short ho jani hae” (yeah that was me being
over-dramatic after having missed my first ever lecture) :p
And in my sorrow of having missed
my first lecture I missed the train of new-comers heading towards its next
destination leading to my late arrival in the next lecture which by the way was
of psychiatry and upon reaching there 15 minutes late I was like, “Ab yahan bhi
attendance nae lgni” It was only revealed later on that the first week was an
introductory week for us to get acclimatized with the environment and
attendance of that week did not matter much. Anyhow I felt like a total failure
at mission attendance cuz we go to university for attendance above all, don’t
we?
3. Mission First-Bench is mine:
Upon entering the university as a
theeta the urge to sit in the first row was high! From getting up an hour early
for the first lecture to pushing everybody aside while shifting from one
lecture theatre to the other to writing my name on the back of first bench I
tried everything. Every single attempt went in vain. I always ended up sitting
in the third last row sometimes even the last! Again I was a complete failure
at mission-first seat.
4. Mission Anti-Ragging:
In my early days I never got
fooled or ragged by any senior. I felt like a Gunther in this domain. We, I and
my room-mates, used to be cautious much to keep the door of our room locked
thereby surviving the attacks of seniors many a times until one day I was
leisurely talking to my mother on phone in the corridor with the door of my
room opened when I felt mysterious roaming of some monstrous-creatures i-e;
seniors. I hung up the call, rushed to my room, slammed the door, bolted it,
screamed “seniors are here” and turned my face to my room-mates just to notice
that the zombies had already reached home! :p Anyhow, they turned out to be the
coolest seniors ever! But, I felt like failed again!
5. Mission Sath Sath Parhai:
Being a born-theeta I made this
firm promise to myself that I would continue my parhai with the same zest and
zeal I used to have in matric and F. Sc. So my struggle in hitting the spot
right on target in this field started with taking notes during lectures,
getting every damn slides from the lecturers and reading every single detail,
buying the original junqueira for histology, doing general anatomy from four
different resources, downloading the original version of Grey’s Anatomy ( I am
not talking about the TV show here) :p and the list is long and gets funny and
funny along! :p
Well, I appeared for the
cell-module assessment and I attempted all the MCQs on In Pin Safety Pin basis
was proof enough of how I was a total failure at sath sath parhai.
6. Mission Stay Focused:
I Have always been a fan of
“Regularity defining Perfection” So I decided to stay motivated for my studies
back in first year. But gotta say this university atmosphere is always
lingering with distractions and I am kind of liable to all kind of
distractions! I mean this blog is a proof enough of my misery! :p I cannot
maintain focus! :p
7. Mission Getting through without red-mark:
Well that is every body’s dream
to go through all the tests and professionals without any red mark or
reattempts. I decided to pass my
tests by hook or by crook! :p Honestly I have tried my best to say “this is my
area” by the end of the day. But we all have our ups and downs! I happened to
have passed all the tests in my first year except for the last one- the test of
GIT! :p Well, that was a bad day! Anyhow I moved forward with “Frankly my dear,
I don’t give a damn” look on my face. :3
Anyhow, the list of my missions
is long, and the list of my plans on getting done with my missions and list of
how I failed at every single spot is even looooonnnnnger! So lets just stop the
writer here! Unlike many others who work hard because of infamous slogan of
“buss yae char saal agay aram hae”, I worked hard because I wanted to get what
I got! Gotta say this that medical life is full of its charms and glory! The
momentary problems are toubles we face every day are not worthy enough to be
categorized under the heading of “problems” In my opinion, pain is felt when
you see your loved ones in pain and loss happens when you lose your loved one!
Every other hurdle that comes in your life is just to boost up your energies! J
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