From 2007 to 2008-turn,turn,turn

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
This year's purpose has been mainly internship so most of this post shall be dedicated to that.

A time to be born, a time to die
Sept-Oct was the time for Obs-Gynae...actually conducted a few deliveries. :-)
And death is a necessary evil when one is in this field

A time to plant, a time to reap
Plant the seeds of studying,reap the fruits of results,I hope.

A time to kill, a time to heal
No time to kill.goes against the Hippocratic Oath though I see a person breathing only because of the machines,I wonder if that kind of life is worth it.
As for healing,my contribution is not as much as I would like it to be...but all in good time,part of the Greater plan,I hope.

A time to laugh, a time to weep
Laughing and weeping is a cyclical thing according to some.But yes,internship has had its share of ups and downs;the instances are too numerous to count.

A time to build up,a time to break down
New friendships(which I hope shall continue) have been forged over here.
A few old friendships have fallen by the wayside which I do regret but I can't stay up long

A time to dance, a time to mourn
Dancing...hmmm.Never in public though I have been planning to join salsa classes.
Which reminds me..my guitar's gathering dust.A New Year's Resolution post-internship.

A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
The gathering of friends has been scattered thanks to yet another exam.But hum honge kaamyaab ek din,we hope.

A time of love, a time of hate
Such strong emotions...don't have the energy for them.My life's ambition is to find ways to sleep when I'm on call.

A time of war, a time of peace
Times of war,unfortunately have becme all too common nowadays which is why we savour the times of quiet and happiness,
The rat race nowadays,is more equivalent to a battlezone...a time of peace I need to just stand and stare,to recharge my batteries.

A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
Embrace the moment,it is a present to you.
But Carpe Diem does not work every time.

A time to gain, a time to lose
Experience I gained,beyond my dreams.
Internship has always made me beam
But the loss I suffered was twice as keen
For Appupa I would love to again have seen
He left us so suddenly,I have to say
I would give up everythin to spend with him just one more day.

A time to rend, a time to sew
Rending,it is done with the scalpel.An eagerly awaited rotation..just three weeks more.
Suturing(translate sewing) of CLWs I have done in spades.

A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
A time for peace...aint that very true.In a volatile world,with the threat of the mushroom cloud on the horizon,it holds special meaning.
And in these times of extreme stress,with heinous crimes and gory incidents now become a daily news feed,one hopes that the White Dove will soon spread her snowy wings.

To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven

Over all 2007 has been a mixed year.One with some euphoric times and yet the year of my greatest personal tragedy to date.

Salud 2007.
You have been a landmark year...one I will never forget.
Liff As I Know It!

Que sera sera

Diclaimer:Anything I say or do till January 20 cannot and should not be held against me.
Examination fever has apparently reached my cerebrum and I'm a bit delirious,I guess.Those of you who haven't had the distinct displeasure of meeting me should have figured it out by now,I'm busy studying and that has been known to affect the brain in profound and mysterious ways.At least,it's cured me of the poetry phase but don't get too used to it,I might get back to that once this profoundly traumatic time has passed.
Chinese water torture is the popular name for a method of water torture in which water is slowly dripped onto a person's forehead, driving the victim insane.Well,examinations have that beat well and good;I've always said they were invented by the same bunch of guys.That relentless progress of drops hardly compares to the mental trauma of watching the seconds tick by for yet another examination,yet another bunch of questions that hold the power to alter the direction of the rest of your life.Sometimes,I feel that my life is a series of never-ending examinations and my refusal to take them seriously is just another defence mechanism.
Well,sleep deprivation is supposed to be a form of torture too and I have that down pat...so big freaking deal.Pull up your darned socks,girl...Get used to it!Chug down some caffeine...that's supposed to work for sleep deprivation whether professional or academic.
On the brighter side,Modi won the Gujarat elections and Benazir was assassinated yesterday.Yes,I know,that's not really cheery but exams loom more menacingly than the iceberg that sunk the Titanic.So anything which can take my mind off that is,frankly speaking,a relief.
As for the title of this post:Y'know,when I was a kid,I thought the girl in that song was called Sera/Sara.Yes,I do not have the heart of a poet.Hence the choice of career;it's guaranteed to get your head out of the clouds and back down into the trenches splattered with visceral fluids.
And I'm actually too tired to care,whatever will be,will be anyway...obsessing about it aint going to change a thing.But,studying just might,so hasta la vista,amigos.
Liff As I Know It!

Of Interns And Boycotts

A self confessed workaholic I profess to be
A boycott didn't seem like my cup of tea.
But this I must confess
The fun in it aint any less.
A rural internship is a thought ambitious
But how it'll work makes me curious.
For one can't treat all with love and fresh air
And paracetamol and water are the only medicines there.
But now I begin to digress
That isnt the the issue I plan to address.
For if I start with that I'll go on and on
And you,kind reader,a nightcap will don.
From slogans and posters to a candelight vigil,
To prevent the passing of an unfair bill.
Street plays and protests we've done them all
Hoping that someone will hear our call.
But my sides they threaten to split
For so laughter-packed have been the minutes
Of working together towards a common aim
So that our studying doesn't go in vain
For as the government keeps increasing the years we have to learn
At this rate,parents and their kids will be co-interns
And a PG degree will take new meaning
As per the current polictical leaning
A resident doctor they will then propose
To mean a doctor living in every household.
Oh!Why are all these silly rules inflicted on the medical profession
By the guys holding the winter session
For one would think that it those who make such laws
Should be docs too so that they'd know the flaws
For these were not the rules we agreed to live with
When we entered medicine,they weren't even in the fine print.
They say Service before Self and I agree
But for that,under my belt,I require a few degrees
But if the Ministry has its way
That will be many decades away.

Liff As I Know It!