It was a Rollercoaster Ride.


                  That's my simba.

My companion .

Getting a new shoe was a big deal back then.

How i build 6 pack.Home gym.

Notorious med student.


It was exam week.Winter and exam is a painful combo.


My protein shaker

Training sharma at home

Even without electricity,the discipline was always there.

Post written.

The day I knew I failed my exam 29th April.



Memorable holiday


December 3.Exactly one year ago.

Politics

New chapter of life

The place where I spent most of my time


The day I did my video in a different way.

Those days where I had the time to mesmerized the beauty of moon

My alphalagully street

My cheap gym yet effective

Walking on mud seems enjoyable.


The day someone cheated my 4500taka


Yet i made new friends

Real friends

The day i did dressing for a wound on street


My diet food





Sharma



My art


Next day was surgery ospe yet i trained

My herbal tea




Getting a flight ticket was a battle then

Achievement

Leaving the house

Last 2 days


My logbook was actually empty 


My diet food


My cd collection







Last day





Shiva temple

My first apartment

Sarwar mansion


Gc durga temple




Noman











My gym

Our dreams

That last night in Chittagong

Sold everything

Dhaka embassy

The last hotel I stayed in Bangladesh

Leaving Bangladesh for good 

My ponytail

Last selfie with sharma before departure.

Worst and best days


One day, even though I'm no more my memories will be here to cherish forever.
It was a emotional rollercoaster.
Fun , painful, emotional, experience for life.
Today I'm not sure where I'm heading but definitely not according to my plan.
It's time to change everything.

A Dysfunctional Doctor : Housemanship Dilemma




She literally killed my name.Its lakdhesz.🙄 

       






     


"I don't want to work anymore..I feel like quiting.Can we do something else?"she asked.

I felt the same.

"But don't ask me what because I really don't know,"she sighed.

Last night itself, I was assisting 1 emergency lower segment caesarean section pushed from labour room for abnormal CTG and one csec with bilateral tubal ligation.Finished that,went for gynecology OT and assisted ruptured ectopic pregnancy laparoscopy with right ovarian cyst plus unilateral tubal ligation.That was cool but holding and guiding the camera for 2 hour and half was a feeling that word could explain;moreover after a great arm and shoulder workout.
If the medical officer or specialist is good and kind,the day felt great.
It's like learning forward what most won't be able to see in their houseman life but when the mos are bad,it felt terrible..

Whatever it is, everyday is a battle.
Who knows which mo will be there for that day..

Does it worth it?I don't know.
Back in Bangladesh, I used to wirte my own prescription.Even for x-rays,it was very simple with a single prescription but here, numerous forms,we have to request,get scolded..
Again,does it worth the effort?
Toxic environment,less good helpful friends, humiliation,mental agony and unnecessary stress..
All that for that pay?
Working 12 to 18 hours for something less than what my friends that working 7 to 5 earning?

Did i made a mistake or am I at the wrong place?

In Bangladesh's working environment,with such numerous amount of patients, everything was different.I was always in the flow.I don't even feel hungry nor have the sense that time is moving.
Here, I kept looking at the clock.
'7 hours more,4 hours more,last 45 minutes ,hold on.'
What kind of life is this?
Does others from different hospitals experiencing the same?
I saw my ptm friends from different hospitals doing great,going out for movies and dinners, laughing out loud..
What am I missing?
A constant question running in my head that needs an answer.STAT


Why We Are Unhappy with Our Job





"I'm waiting when I can be a doctor
and work in hospital bro,"I told my friend few years ago.
I still remember that sentence.
Few years later,in reality, I'm working in a hospital, infact second busiest Hospital in the country but I'm no more excited about it.
Why?
What's lacking?I constantly questioned myself.
Why does working in Bangladesh felt so great,the feeling that I'm actually saving  lifes isn't here?
What's wrong? That night I realized, back there I touched lifes and was giving hope to someone and I'm not doing it up to my own satisfactory level here.
Hope is a big feeling that many can't give.

How to do the same?
Definitely not in the same environment or for now.Only time could answer that.

So I started asking many about their job satisfaction.
I learnt that almost half of them ended up where they are now without an initial plan.

Those that  actually did achieved what they want, almost 75% of them doesn't sounds happy with their job life.
They are doing it for the sake of money and for the sake of still breathing.

I looked deep into it and I realized there are three fundamental aspect to love your job.

1.The feeling that you
have control over your day,
and that your actions are
important.

2.The feeling that
you are good at what you doing.

3.The feeling of
connection to other people.

Research showed the happiest, most passionate
employees are not those who
followed their passion into a
position, but instead those who
have been around long enough to
become good at what they do. On
reflection, this makes sense. If you
have many years experience, then
you’ve had time to get better at
what you do and develop a feeling
of efficacy. It also gives you time to
develop strong relationships with
your coworkers and to see many
examples of your work benefiting
others.

It made me realize, don't follow your passion but bring your passion into your job.

I learnt that all main ingredients for a satisfying job are lacking in my case.

Then I looked into high achievers, athletes, millionaires.
They woke up early, don't party,they follows a strenuous training and discipline that restricts them from enjoying a normal life..
But why they're not miserable?

What's missing here?

In their case, it's not about the main 3 aspects.
It's about the end product of their hard work.

Fame and money.
Fame isn't just merely being known by many, it's actually the sense of appreciation that they received.
We humans are social creatures and we seek that in our daily life.
From spouse,friends ,work place and to be honest, everywhere . That's the root of social media's success.

And then I saw the other groups..They carefree YouTuber, travellers, artist that enjoying what they're doing..
Here some aren't that famous or rich  but they're are doing something that really peaceful..

I concluded.
To be happy with your job and life,

The intra aspect:

1.The feeling that you
have control over your day,
and that your actions are
important.

2.The feeling that
you are good at what you doing.

3.The feeling of
connection to other people.

Or focus with the end product:

1. Big money
2. Fame and appreciation
3. Peacefullness

You decide which aspect you want to incorporate into your life.

Infact it's time for me to decide as well.

It's Not Worth It

I looked at the patient.
17 seconds ago, I explained about Stark and Zeeman effect to her and how she could make use of this quantum energy to heal herself.
18 seconds later,my superior created an impression infront of her that I'm good for nothing.

'Don't utter any words,' my inner voice reminds me.
4 explanation letters in 4 weeks is more than enough.

Standing there, I recalled what my friend told me..
"Remind yourself of your purpose of you going to work everyday, because eventually you will forget your purpose of living n doing medicine because of housemanship."

9 years of sacrifices doesn't seem worth it at this point. At all.

Among all creation, humans are God's biggest mistake.
A human is the one that causes pain to another human.

How do you escape this paradigm?
I questioned myself everyday.
Maybe everything happened for a reason.One day ,when we connect the dots ,we will know why everything happened in the first place.
To bring us close to what we really want.


Dream of Reaching Forbes 30 under 30



This post is actually a continuation from this post:
How to apply for housemanship in Malaysia.

So on the 4th day,the motivational lecture starts.
It wasn't motivational to be honest.
So the dr asked us to share our name, college ,our anticipation,worries and excitement.

It was my turn..
I stood and introduced my self and my Chittagong Medical College . I'm the only one from Bangladesh.
I started with the exciting part.

"To be honest there's nothing to be excited about ,"I said.
They laughed.Deep inside, that's what I felt.2nd busiest Hospital in Malaysia, what's there to excited about.To learn new things?
Come'on.That's what we did in med school.
We can even learn from less hectic hospitals after all.
But as Bangladesh,this hospital too created an impression for me.
'I didn't choose them,that country and this hospital is the one that picked me.'
There must be a reason but I hope destructive people won't come into my life again like my ex and few terrible toxic friends.
Maybe that is why I kinda isolate my self from everyone here.
Here,they seems fine.Few of us really became good friends.Friends with same mindset.Raiys,Hiri and Thiagu.The rest too seems good and kind.That's how everyone been in the beginning but time will reveals them.Just at time, it's too late.You're already in your damage zone.

Even now while I'm writing this, I didn't go out with them for lunch instead I went to library .
"To do something remarkable,be alone"Tesla said once.
But don't be lonely.

I'm the only black sheep here.My friends here kept asking me 'why are you alone,why are you being different, join us,talk to girls,be friendly . . .'

I used to be like that.Today,I don't know all that.I'm not sure what's happiness.Fake smile,loud talking,pictures with boy and girls, socializing in a shitty manner and post it on Ig?
When I visualize it,it didn't bring a single drop of happiness.

Create,solve,help someone with something, silently enjoy the tree,walk slowly and observe humans..
That's give me a sense of peace and purpose.I don't know if I should label it as happiness but I wasn't sad while doing them.
Me ,my thoughts,my questions and wonderings, universe ,526hertz , frequency,how dna works,how bacteria can be smart enough to resist antibiotics.
If there's a carbapenem-resistant enterobacteriaceae outbreak,how can I solve that unsolvable..How magnetic field change brain neuroplasticity,how nootropics make me smart etc etc etc..This is in my head.
No family,no love,no friends ,no enjoyment,no other thoughts.


When I observe humans,I sensed;
Some are walking in pain,some with tears,some are sad,some are temporarily happy(a couples giggling while walking),
some are worried about the next moment,a kid that cursing his sibling for beating him,some are sincerely doing their duty,some waiting when the work will over,some a father to some,a mother to some..
Human are amazing and full of compassion.
Sometimes I pity them.
Sad for their innocence.It's not ignorance.It's their innocence.
When circumstances and another human bring pain to someone and they're living happily,I wondered why God still never punish them.
Maybe a simple one day or one week punishment isn't enough.

"Your anticipation please,"the doctor's voice woke me up from my day dream and wondering..

"It's will be hectic,"I replied.
"What I'm worried about is,the rules are strict here,"I said.

Deep inside, I'm not worried about all that .I realized it moment later.
The only thing I'm worried about is,with busy schedule,how am I'm going to achieve my goals..
'Forbes Asia 30 under 30.'
I only have less than 16 months before I'm 30.
That's the only thing brothering me other than how am I going to see Pallavi.

Next morning I saw in my dream..

'Change goal to plan.'

Wow..Goal at times seems impossible because the direction isn't clear..
But plan,with a good sequence of action and adaption,you really can achieve them.

Plan properly,and do what you have to do in 16 months in 6 months.Even if you can't accomplish it,you would accomplish half of that 16 months stuff in 6 month.
That's like saving a lot of time you know.

Sleep seems a problem.
How to sleep more..?I asked my sleep.
Sleep early .If you sleep late,ur sleeping period seems shorter.Sleep more and do only thing that matters to you plan.

But how to sleep right on time?
That's the biggest problem.

Next moment,I searched lazada and bought melatonin.
Solved.

Maybe everything is figureoutable in this world with a proper plan and mindset.
If it's isn't then it's a fact.
But Forbes and Pallavi aren't .

When I saw my friends here,who are local graduate, it's kinda culture shock for me.I don't understand all the short forms that they were using
Pka,mot,kkp,bla bla..
Back in Bangladesh,be it tb,hpv positive we don't use gloves nor mask..
Here the level of hygiene is super strict..
Was worried how I'm going to cope up..
Then I realized, this ho period will never come again in my life..Who knows.. next 2 years later I won't even be in this hospital..worst in Malaysia..
Enjoy it, make it a show time.
Everything will be fun, adventurous and new phase.
Not everyone could be a doctor.That's what I learnt from the past.Be it my ex nor friends.Only selected people became a doctor.The rest didn't make it.Maybe they are happy with their life but the feeling of can't make it will be there forever.
To live with clubbing,going out with friends, chilling in a group is common.Any one could do it.
To live a life of purpose is a whole different creation of god.
If you're a doctor,then you born to be a doctor.It was in your star even before you born.Otherwise you wouldn't be reading this.

Let's set the atmosphere on fire.
It's SHOWTIME.

First Week as a Doctor





Click here to watch.

I tried NASA and Isro but since they rejected my application so I just changed my mind.Running away isn't the best option because wherever I go,there will be someone with terrible attitude.
Stay on ground ,fight the battle and win it.That's the way living a great life.
After all, I'm a Hindu.If being dark is weak,then turn it into strength.
Blood of a warrior is always there in our gene.This is nothing.
It means war and it's just the beginning.

The only soothing thing here is babies.

First Posting :O&G |Lessons







"Why you choose here?!"she asked.
I silently looked at her,"I didn't.This place is the one that chose me."

"Don't think you're different because you're graduated from BD,okay?!"she left.




Back then,my O&G HOD won't let us boys to examine the female patients.Only viva questions.
At that time,it felt like a blessing.
Only the girls will suffer.

Today,it doesn't feels like a blessing anymore.
It made me realize something.
Whatever situation that bring temporary sense of contentment for us will never nourish us in long run.

At the same time, whatever situation that's seems petrifying initially is a blessing in disguise.




Cases Rejected By Other Clinics