Joy...

I looked at the date of the last post that I have entered and I realised that it has been more than a year.The truth is I have never been able to come up with something worthy of been put up on public display.

I have been a medical student for the past 3years.I had joined this course with idealistic expectations of serving the humanity,easing the pain of people and bringing a differnce to their lives.Sadly nothing of that sort had happened in the first year.Then we got on with our clinical postings.Except for Medicine,Pediatrics and few other postings I rarely felt the passion that I had hoped to feel for myself.I kept on reminding myself that it was a noble profession.. one which people kept close to the status of the Almighty and one which called for the humanity in oneself rather than mere talent or skill.

However two weeks back we(that is 11 of us) had our casuality posting.It is in this posting that one gets to acquint oneself in handling medical emergencies.People came with stab wounds,RTA(road traffic accicdents),acute breathlessness,abdominal pain so severe that they were virtually rolling about their beds.We saw men big build and strong ,often men in uniform with tears in their eyes all asking for a mild relief in the severe pain that they were goin through,we saw children with gruesome injuries who were just too young to die.. but still died anyways,we saw old people nearing death but still afriad of death in equal measure... and we saw people with so much suffering that all they wanted was to just die and relieve themselves of the pain they were suffering.

Since it was a casuality most of the times it would be a duty MO OR house surgeon who had to take care of the situation.A specialised doctor would be called in only if the situation demanded.Most of the times even we had to step in doing odd little things for them.And we could see the the sheer joy and pride in their faces when they were able to save them from the brink of death or to relive the pain they thought will never end.In a small way it would also fill us with joy..joy that you dont get when you watch a soccer match or a movie.. joy that youdont get when you win something.. joy that you dont get when someone gives you a complimentthat it was an UNPARELLELED JOY that was eternal and long lasting.You can read the hippocartes oath how many times you want.. you can read articles about the glory of medical profession.But until you experience for yourself you wouldnt even come close to knowing what that joy means.Mind you.. I still havent throughly experienced that joy..But I now know that no matter how many sleepless nights I spend.. no matter how many hours I toil and sacrifice..its still worth experiencing that joy...


I would also think of bringing people who commits thse crimes and showing them.."This is the guy whom you stabbed.. this is the child you drove your van over..how easy was it to commit these atrocities.. but how difficult is it to give tham back that normal happy lives that they once led..how difficult is it to wipe away the tears that their mothers have wept."One thing I can vouch for is that no matter how good a doctor is most of the times he can never bring that perfect human that GOD created.I also request you to not to be self destroyer as well.We see people smoking themselves to death.People whose hands and feet have been amputed and yet continue to smoke.. people who still drink to point of not recognising the mere joke that they turn out to become.. You wouldnt realise the importance of life unitil you realise how difficult it is to give it back when you are about to lose it.....