A day in Medical College

Continuation of Blowing my Own Trumpet

                Chapter 3
The first class I attended was Anatomy.All my childhood dream about college life shattered  the moment I saw the 'prison'- so called medical college.

'So this is the place where I'm sentenced to five year in prison',my mind voice monologue inside.

This is my first class,but I came here a day before for registration and other formalities.We were brought by an agent.A big fat Indian lady,mother of all fraud with an ugly boy hair cut.I never knew that  all she said was a lie until I came here.Till this day,I always wish to dedicate all the vulgar words in this word specially and solely for her.

We went to a hall which they claimed it as The Meeting Hall.The whole building looks like a building that was left by British Colony few decades ago.It was seriously that old -and bad too.Just a two storey building with few blocks joined together.I wonder if this building will stand an earthquake that registers 2.0 on the Richter scale. A part from this old building,the college had a very large government hospital.Despite a huge hospital,it still look dirty with a bad architectures. The wall and the surrounding look so dusty.I'm sure that anyone allergic to dust will die within five minutes once they enter the building.Only God knows when is the last time they paint the walls.

Within 15 minutes inside the hall,a college staff rushed in and asked us to run outside,away from the college.It was such an adrenaline rush situation.To my horror,I got to know later that someone called the college administration and informed that there is a bomb in the college,right inside the meeting hall.-the hall that we were in few minutes ago. 

Thank God it was just a prank to postpone the final year exam.If it wasn't,then my story would end that day itself or comes with a different story line.I would name it  'A day in medical college' then.

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Blowing my Own Trumpet

Continuation of Journey between heaven and earth

            Chapter 2

A fat Malay man,in his 40's with Transnasional  uniform, holding a piece of white paper came to check the passenger.He scanned the paper and passenger simultaneously with his big round eyes.From his appearance,I could make a smart guess that he is the driver.
'Semua sudah naik?' he asked in a loud tone.
No body response verbally to him.All just looked at his face for few second and continue doing what they were doing before-nothing.

I just batted my eyelids as a reply to his question.The driver played a lame P.Ramlee song and started the journey.I just covered the window with the curtain since it was an extreme sunny day.I guess this will be the weather condition until  April because the Sun is directly above the earth's middle line.Few minutes later,I started my usual  routine,day dreaming.There were few question kept repeating in my head.Will this work?What if it doesn't?Another disappointment?I try to calm myself and try to take a nap.Well,being complicated and over think are God's gift to me.Since I'm a Piscean and numerologically my birth date is 20,so I'm a number two guy.

Basically being a number two case(that's how few girls addressed me once)I always over thinks,being restless  all the time,can't stick to a decision and many more negativity within me,Maybe that's my nature but putting blame on my zodiac eases the guilty feeling in me.In the future ,I will ask my wife never deliver my kids on any number two dates like 2, 11 and 20. At least  my kids will leads a peaceful life.How did my life as medical student start?During my secondary school time,I told my mother that I would never leave Penang to further my studies,Now,I'm a final year medical student from Chittagong Medical  College,Bangladesh.

People look down on me when I told them where am I'm studying.It's up to them,but just by being a medical student,the total number of stitches that I had given up to today-304. Uncountable finger amputation ,5 lower limb amputation,numerous biopsy,mostly breast tissue and lump biopsy,assist 7 appendectomy,various trauma surgery,vaginal delivery and cesarean section,4 skin graft and more which I can't recall now.I done most of it during my 4th year..Fortunately nothing goes wrong-so far.

Being a student with this much of experiences is priceless. No medical student would done this.Maybe for many,they might feel that I'm blowing own trumpet,but this is the placed that gave me priceless memories which I will never get at any other places. How this happened ?A deep question arises in me.Since it will be a long journey,jumping into my dream world would kill some time I guess.


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Journey between heaven and earth

A journey of an ordinary,below average,middle class Indian medical student..

               Chapter 1

It will be a 9 hour journey to reach my destination.I still can't believe that I'm actually doing this.
FA is my seat number.Luckily,seat by the window same row with the driver's seat.The bus looked half occupied.I don't know whether this is the total passenger that going to travel with me or the bus will pick up more passenger on the way.However,it doesn't  matter since I got a comfortable window side seat.I didn't notice much about other passenger except these two.

One was behind me and another one was the same column  with me,on the left side.A teenager with a cap and headset already 'parked' on his head.He wore a black T-shirt with a batman logo on it.His music was blasting beyond his headset.Maybe the volume is at maximum. The passenger behind me was a Chinese lady,maybe about 40,with a nerdy spectacles looks like a veteran school teacher.All I can see was a pink girlish umbrella and a nice handbag.She noticed that I'm looking at her,I just smiled.She  stared and literally hugged her handbag.Maybe my charming smile threaten  her.It never surprise me.That type of face reaction is quite normal for me since I'm a Hindu.Being dark skinned guy is a minus point for me to make friends with strangers.

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