The Wheel of life keeps turning, old men goes and new men emerge, same as the trees blooming flowers in summer and shedding leaves in winter. This is a must for life to go on. But as human nature is, we hold on to the things that were and wonder about the things to come.
Growing to become a “man” is process rather than an incident, in my childhood “Which I am nostalgic about” I always looked at manhood as a huge statue, that only needs physical growth to attain, I thought with size comes wisdom, wealth and strength. But now I am starting to realize that grownup me is just layers of life experience over my young me and physical appearance is nothing but a ticket to the stadium of manhood, but your life experiences are what makes what you are inside that stadium, the players being watched , the crowd or the guys in the VIP room.
With manhood comes many cons as pros, the most notable thing that every child should be told is to do mistakes while you are young, when we get old, mistakes are just like ugly scar in the face.
With manhood comes responsibility, it is the time we become caregivers rather than being cared for especially our parent. It is time we think of others other than ourselves.
In conclusion, Being a child then a man then an old timer is way of life, we may try to deny or resist but that is how it was and would be. Accepting is the only answer, if you cannot accept it just keep your feelings inside and try to look like you know what you are doing.
Through whole this year and Through 3 Different rotations (internal, surgery and peds) Today was the only day I was inspired , As I heard somewhere, "To stimulate life, leaving it then free to develop, to unfold,herein lies the first task of the teacher." and today I have witnessed the True embodiment of this statement, {{Thank you Doctor,}} Unfortunately this happened in the last week , I wish it happened earlier for that it was all what I needed.
But as they say it is better be late than never come, This tiny act didn't just made my day but it helped my subconscious to forget all those bitter memoirs of handful, relentless and harsh rotations. Some days those rotations were not about teaching, they were all about humiliating this naive young, knowledge seeking pupil, They were about breaking the candles inside me and my fellow classmates, rather than trying to lit them up the , Those God Forbid rotations were responsible for igniting our defense mechanisms rather than our offense mechanism, they trained us to switch off like a robot or hibernate like some animals do, they made us cheer and go with the flow, nodding our heads with acceptance although there was many inconsistencies .
Today's little incident restored my hope which almost was near being lost , it restored my faith in medicine and studying medicine, it refreshed my mind and was a real eye-opener. I believe it is for such moments life exists, indeed it is. For such moments I wake up from bed in the morning, study for exams and do anything related to medicine .....
It would be unfair not to mention the name of this wonderful Doctor, but it would be unfair also to take this moment from me, So I am keeping it to myself, for that when I read this in the future my mind will replay that moment....
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