Mincing Words - Not !!

Hello Everyone! I hope all of you are doing fine and well. As we all know that there is a pandemic upon us, as a medical professional I would suggest all my readers to follow the instructions given by their respective State Governments and Central Government of India. Before I dive into my first day of the lockdown I would request and urge you all to share your thoughts and experiences of the lockdown in comments or in the e-mail provided in my profile.  Today I woke up to a new India. A country which despite its many different ideologies has united to fight a common enemy - COVID-19. A country which comprises of numerous religions, massive numbers of languages and superstitions coming together to believe in scientific facts. For the first time in my life, I saw this colossal effort by the population of a country to make sure that they fight disease. I know I am young and there have been bigger outbreaks but I am sure of one thing that this is the first time any disease has ...

Hello everyone! The stimulus to write this particular piece came to me from a situation in which my wild style had landed me. Here I talk about a particular point which comes in everyone's life. A STAGE SET TO FAIL  Yes, a stage set to fail. When we wake up in the morning we never think of the surprises which are about to come our way in the course of the next twenty-four hours. Mostly, we never anticipate events of the day i.e. how will they unfold? What new changes will they bring in our life? What will be the consequences of those particular events in our future life? We always feel comfortable in assuming that everything will be fine and if a problem comes it will be tackled to the best of our abilities. This is how we live our lives with our eyes and minds closed. Still, there are times when our work, our ego, our ethics are challenged. There are times when for no fault of our we are trapped in a situation which builds up a stage on which we are ...

The inspiration to write this blog came from the very same person who will be secretly in my heart forever. Yeah, I am talking about 'Her'. She inspired me to write this not in one but in many ways. Before I dig into the matter of the blog I would just like to say that it is not her story which has inspired me but the way she moulded her life and the way others around me do the same. It just makes me wonder what all I did to survive the last three decades and what else is required for me to inculcate in my life to be a successful person. A person who is happy both personally and professionally.                                                         Being born in the family of intellectuals is a double-edged sword. On one hand, where it is the best feeling to be surrounded by people who are an encyclopedia of information in a...

Recently I experienced a loss of someone very close to me. Although it made me extremely sad but also made me think about things. Things like what is life? What are we doing every day i.e. while we are at work or just sitting around and chatting with a friend or are watching a movie in a theatre/home or just hitting the pub at odd timings and coming back late on a Saturday Night? Yeah, I know there are many other things which we do apart from the things which I have mentioned but I thought I would list the most common and generic ways of passing time in everyday life.                                                                             Coming back to the point from where it all started. By 'it' I mean my thinking process of thinking things i.e. looking at grey areas of life. It...

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...

Have you ever seen a toothless human sitting in the shades of some temporary roof in summers just beside the footpath which leads to your office? Have you ever observed those people who have been so oppressed in their life that they obey any instruction given to them in stern voice by anyone? Have you ever met those people who are too poor to have proper meals but would serve you food of your choice if you visit their house as a guest? I have. I write and dedicate this write-up to all those I mentioned above and also to the ones which I meet in my day to day life.                                                                      The purpose of it is not to discuss the problems in the system which has lead to this. It is not even to blame the system. I write today because I have been inspired and motivated...

In this particular write up, I would like to go random. Normally, when I write something I have a rough draft. I organise the write-up and correct it. Then publish. This time I have chosen a topic which actually makes me nervous when I write about it. It not only makes me worried that how people will perceive me (or any other human whom they can relate this write-up to) but also makes me a little apprehensive as the Devil I talk about today is in me. It grows stronger and stronger when I talk about it. It becomes more and more satisfied as I feed its ego when I write about it. Still, the need to write is more than putting that Devil to bed and not talk about it. I say that because it resides in each and every one of us. Some of us see it and let it lead us in life. Some of us despite having it make sure that it is suppressed all the time, then there are those who know how to use it at the right time and the right moment.                  ...

Leaving from a very long and tiring duty towards my mess I felt that I was Old and Alone. While crossing the main road (as we have to; to reach the other part of the campus) I took a step down from the sidewalk. The left knee buckled and I almost fell on my face on the road ahead which was full of traffic. The feeling of being old was pretty obvious from that but soon after the incident, I realised that none of the people (my batchmates) around me came to help. Not that I particularly wanted them to come and pick me up but enquiring about not getting injured was at least what I was expecting out of them. Before you judge me, read me a little further. I am no fool who would count this one incident as a reason to write about this topic nor am I a man who is particularly sensitive to share feelings and someone who wants others to pity him. These are just some feelings which I like to describe to my readers from time to time.               ...

Walking down the path towards my canteen in the research centre, cursing my teachers as well as my seniors for doing something wrong (or maybe right) with me. Thinking about how I had to regain my health and to be fit again. Preoccupied with many thoughts. Many scenarios for evening duty playing in my mind. Many facets of it which made me think constantly that how I had reached where I was. Thinking deeply about some of them and superficially about others (making a mental note to deal with them later). Thinking about how my life would have been different if I was born in a different country or with different ambitions I was stopped by That Old Lady.                                                                                               ...

CHAPTER 3 It took me some time to come up with this write-up as I was seriously confused about what to write. Confusion is there because of the millions of things I have done, experienced and taught to my pet. Initially, I thought that I will complete the story in three different blogs or dlogs (as I call them), but lately, I have realised that it is almost impossible to share my love for animals or this particular animal in just three write-ups. So I have decided to further increase the number to four and make an attempt to write about my experience.  Dog. Pet. Jugnu and Dog. Pet. Jugnu 2.0 described my experiences about initial stages of bringing a new family member in. As they were very concise that's why I have taken certain liberty at this time to describe in details about my feeling towards the whole thing. So here we go -: As I was saying having a dog at your house creates a totally different kind of environment. You get to see all the changes happening at ...

Although I am not an expert in doing the right things as great personalities like Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King etc. still I think I shall discuss here the right path which everyone should take in life. It is not something which comes from within but a discipline which has to be inculcated in life and made part of it. Ofcourse, some readers might think that it's a little boring discussion so let me make an attempt present it like a story. Just give me ten more lines.                      Let's talk about getting up in the morning on a typical Monday and going for work. For us doctors, it's really easy as we have no Sundays but sometimes that laziness prevails in us too. So, when we get up on a Monday - the first thought that comes to our minds is - I wish I had a reason to miss my work today. The point of discussion here is not why that thought comes in mind as it is a matter of discussion for a different write u...