Mincing Words - Not !!

Hello everyone! I hope you all are doing fine. It already is the fifth day of 21 days lockdown and the differences between the last five days or maybe the coming days seem to become more blurry as the lockdown proceeds. I feel the major reason for that is is a lack of routine which I had been following since the beginning of my life. I am pretty sure that I was this free only when I was less than 3 years of age. Since then, I have been under a very strict schedule of the school, sports and working hard to get good marks for a better future. I know many of you might have been following a stricter schedule or might not be following any schedule at all but I feel that this lockdown will make us realise no matter how redundant our schedules were for a third party, they still made sense. It was that schedule which made me get up every day and go to work. Nowadays I keep on forgetting days and dates when I get up in the morning. All this seems so unreal as there has never been a day whe...

Hello everyone! Today is the Day 4 of the lockdown and I hope all of you are feeling fit and fine. I am hopeful that most of you are not bored at your home and enjoying a good time with your families. As compared to the other three days, I had a pretty average day. As I decided yesterday I started my day pretty early with a small training session for all the residents who are to be posted in COVID-19 screening clinic. Although, most of the instructions which were given in the training session were the same as before with some extra added instructions according to Government's Advisories which have recently surfaced.  The thing which I would like to discuss today is - Fear. Fear of the unknown, to be more precise. When I woke up in the morning I suddenly realised that I was in the middle of a pandemic and was about to be posted in the middle of the positive cases. I believe a metaphorical battlefield. The gravity of the situation gripped my mind. I will not deny that my...

Society strikes back again. It looks as if all the things I mentioned in Misunderstood Girl  (Click it) were not enough. It had to go for a person's identity and individuality. Sometimes I think, Why do people think that what they think is absolutely right and there can be no other thought regarding that particular matter?  Most of my posts are written after research (as much as I can do). I never write when I am angry or am being influenced by any kind of emotions. I feel the blogs or any kind of post which I give should be self-explanatory and easy for everyone to understand. They should help them to change their point of view which is what they would do after a stimulus for thought. This is the first time I started writing because I got angry over certain things. I got so angry that I felt like punching in my almirah but I have learnt it the hard way that it is not the best way to vent anger.                   ...

As per the contrary belief, Microbiology is not just a theoretical subject. It's is one of the most dynamic, ever-changing and wonderful medical subjects I have known. It not only consists of a great deal of benchwork for daily diagnostic tests but also has a lot of potential to just be a research subject. When I entered the department I was subject to various basic sections as I have already described in Micro me!  (click it) That frustrated me a little, but to my surprise, I feel that it was something very important for me to be a complete Resident in my department eg. Sample collection and transportation is a very important part and influencer for quality reporting in any setup.                                                                                   ...

The thought which inspired me to write about Misunderstood Girl is from the real-life events of someone I know. A person who has been close to me since the start of my residency in Microbiology. Obviously, I won't reveal the real identity of my friend but would still like to present my views on the hypocrisy, oppression of women in the 21st century and the way girls are misjudged and misinterpreted.  Scene 1 -  I met her on the first day of our admission. Sitting with her dad, filling one of the many forms which we had to fill to get admitted.                                                                             I went and asked her about certain doubts which I had while filling mine. It was an instant friendship from that moment on. I say this because when the first da...