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.

to be continue..



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