Bad policies that are the real cause of brain draining of medicos.

Respected judges, teachers and my dear friends, I am Mohit Garg present before you to show my strong feelings that its bad policies that are the real cause of brain draining of medicos.

Policy 1 – Headlines from the Times of India: Rural stint for medicos compulsory. Another new policy which the old men sitting in parliament had decided for us. Serving 1 year in a village after spending 5.5 years graduating and another 1 year after post graduation at a salary which a clerk can manage today….Sounds stupid, right? By the time we are 29-30 and start life, we see our colleagues in other fields enjoying life, having all luxuries they require.

Policy 2- Reservation: India is the only country on earth where there is more than 50% reservation. It is extremely difficult to be from an open category, slog it out and still not get a stream of your choice, whereas a person having a certificate stating they were ONCE BACKWORD move a mile ahead of you in life and at a faster rate. I see no reason why brain draining of medicos should not happen.

Policy 3- Slogging 24x7: I don’t think I need to explain this policy. I make this question open to all of you. Would one choose to work 5 days like a donkey and 2 days like a king or to spend all 7 days like a donkey with no rest, not enjoying what we are doing, our aptitude to work. Do you think this ‘chalta hai’ attitude can get us any far?

Policy 4- No evaluation system: In India, your place in the establishment is not verified from time to time. Eg. The time taken to a medico from a lecturer to associate professor to the HOD is fixed at 10-15 years. It is not based on one’s capabilities or their contribution to the department.

Policy 5- Amending Constitution, its child’s play: Unlike other countries, it is easy to make amendments in the constitution. The volatility of the government decides the direction of our life. Joining medicine is like a sword to the neck, we don’t know which way it will sway with the change in government.

Policy 6- Smother the medicos of the future: I suppose when all doctors decide to go abroad, the government will surely come up with a bond of Rs. 25-50 lakhs.

In the end, I suggest you book your tickets now, don’t know if the government will come up with a new policy tomorrow.

Signing Off.

Its been a great year of blogging....I personally did enjoy writing every article till date...the last exams for completing M.B.B.S coming up in about 20 days...So signing off from all active blogging, internet, television, newspaper, guitar, etc.....

Next post in Jan, 2010 (hopefully).....Love.....Mohit :-)

Rosy dreams in hell...

A FEW RANDOM WORDS FROM MY FRUSTRATED, SATURATED BRAIN, DUE TO THE PRESSURE OF THE LAST MBBS EXAMS...

I came here with my rosy dreams
In my mind I had the wonderland themes
The scene would be great I always thought
To act God when life and death fought…

But now, I’ve realized that

Being a doctor is so very tough
Struggling to pass makes the journey all rough
Frustrated you get, psycho you act
Also final year makes you so very fat…

You feel pushed back, as the world walks past
And I’m counting days as it ends at last..

...45 days to go for the last battle with MUHS university in MBBS….hope I get freedom from my tormentors soon..the exams....forever

Oh yes, a few words for a handful of people in college too....whom I can never forgive….
There was a time when I was sad
It was due to the bad time that I had
Depressed I was, you people thought
You laughed over me, abused me, as I fought…

Yeah, looking back on time, it was a long pause
But now I’m back, to the person I was
My confidence is back, my head held high
The change is prominent, you people ask why…

“You guys suck”, I want to tell them
Have you had a life anytime, when?
It is my time now, taste the bitter ginger
Critics, I show you my middle finger….F#@K off !!!

A Biography

It was an honor to be asked to write the biography for a senior teacher of mine to be read at her family get together. That you mam for letting me into your world, you really are a source of inspiration for me.

On this auspicious day when Ganpati Bappa has blessed us all and left to come back again next year, I feel lucky to be spending this time with my dear ones, my family, children, the people who matter to me the most in my life, “my world”…. and so today, I want to share with you all some thoughts from the pages of my life.

Last few days, I have been feeling emotional, nostalgic and I thought for a long time to share with you all, the thoughts, the hurt, the anger that lay hidden in the deepest corners of my heart. “Zindagi sab ko sab kuch nahin deti, Par sab ko kuch kuch zaroor deti hai ”

I was born and brought up in a very middle class family…enjoying myself…satisfied...happy being the eldest among 4 brothers and sisters…. Like a good daughter, I did everything for my siblings…. loved them...played with them, guided them…gave them all the love that they should have got from their eldest sister.

Time went by, we all started to grow up…school…studies…I was always the hardworking person…I wanted to be the best…I worked hard to be the perfect daughter…set an example for my siblings…so, surprisingly, all my hard work paid off and I stood 16^th in the state merit list in my 10^th std…that was the first time I actually saw “Khushi ke aasun” in my parents eyes…we all were so happy with my achievement…I continued to work hard because I was always ambitious, understood my responsibilities…and by God’s grace, I had the option to go for medicine or engineering both after 12^th…I chose medicine because my father wanted me to be a doctor and I was interested too…So I had no regrets about what life offered me till then…I was happy because my family was happy.

The feeling to push myself to the limit…work hard made me work even harder during my MBBS days and with my hard work, I stood 3^rd in Mumbai University too. My family was over the moon and I felt the sense of pride too…my efforts had paid off…I had every specialty branch available…medicine / surgery/ gynacology, obstetrics but I chose paediatrics by choice… I was the eldest sister naa…I loved my brothers and sisters like kids only…I kept going on, working hard to support my family...my brothers education because we knew we had to help ourselves with whatever resources we had…I educated my brother so he could support my youngest sister…look now…she has grown up to be a dentist…I’m so proud of you too…Till these years, everything was a perfect story, but the family needs were increasing, I could feel the pressure, the responsibility…and I continued my journey working as hard as I could…I then stood 6^th in the DM entrance exam…I was getting gastroenterology which I always wanted but at the same time, I was getting a job in railways as a Class I gadded medical officer…This was the first major sacrifice in my life…I left the DM seat to help my family because they needed me at that time… I knew tough time lay ahead.

As time went by, I felt that it was time I should get married and settle down in life…I should have my own house, family, kids… So I had an arranged marriage with Dr. Joag…a very down to earth person from an average middle class family like ours…Together, we started of with our married journey…arranging funds for the house…taking a loan…running a pathology lab in Nalasopara… A normal middle class hard life story…but the shocker came when 6 months after marriage, I was diagnosed with a brain tumour…though it was a benign one, it left us devastated…Meanwhile, we also went through the problem of infertility…I underwent treatment, got pregnant…but we came to know that it was a quadruplet pregnancy…we both accepted it…But after 4.5 months, all 4 had an IUD….It shook our world and I started to understand that life doesn’t give you everything what you want…no matter how good a person you are…I began to value life more…wanted to make more out of it...Till the 3^rd decade of my lifetime, I was satisfied in spite of what  I went through, hardships, sacrifices...it was fine.

But then, life took a 180 degree turn…my world turned upside down…I lost the elder of my 2 brothers at a young age of 26 due to SJ syndrome...I was broken…Then in 1996, I lost Dr. Joag in a car accident…I was left alone…shattered…I couldn’t understand what was happening in my life…was it really happening with me, I asked God? Why? …I didn’t get my answers…all my dreams were shattered in front of my own eyes like a pack of cards and I couldn’t do anything…But that women instinct to embrace motherhood kept asking me to move on in life...however hard it was and so meanwhile, I adopted my niece…Then I met my current husband Mr. Jhadhav who had lost his wife too and had 4 children…We met and he asked me if I was ready to accept his 4 children along with him…I didn’t know what to do…Then I thought , may be God wanted me to move on too and he had given me back my 4 unborn children whom I had lost….with a family…another chance at life and here I am with you all…I was happy again…forgetting my past…accepting it as destiny, life went on happily…But my world broke apart again when I lost both. My mother and father in a span of 1 year...I was angry with life...It was too unkind I felt…I was helpless but I had you all with me as my support and I love you all for that…

After going through all this struggle, hardships, sacrifices….I have seen a lot of life…how difficult it is…it teaches you everything…you get something and you lose something….that there is a price for everything…I have done everything in my capacity to balance between my career and family…Life has taught me a lot and I have come a long way…and it would have not been possible to go through the wonderful learning experience without all your support and love, of course…From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you for being there for being there for me…I love you all a lot…and so my journey continues with 1 thought… “ We never have what we like, we never like what we have, still we live, love and hope that some day, we will get what we love or love what we want !! That’s my life ”

Thank you

Schizophrenic You?

My frustration has crossed its limits after so much time of remaining away from CREATIVITY while preparing for my prelim exams coming up in about 20 days…so thought of coming out of my blogging hibernating shell to write a few words.

A thing that I keep wondering time and again and have tried to find an answer to is, “Are we all schizophrenic, are we all having a split personality, being 2 minds in 1 body? ”… Over my experience of 22 years with the little psychological and spiritual knowledge that I have, I think the answer to that is in the affirmative….not all of you might agree to it…but nevertheless.

We all have both, the Devil and the God within us. On a rough day with nothing going our way, after a fight or an argument with a friend or a family member, after scoring not so good marks, etc…..the frustration that builds up, brings out the devil in you. He is the one who makes you unhappy, feel alone, lonely and tells you how sad a person you are. That is the time you feel the need of “ a someone” to talk to, to shout at, to get your frustration out…then you try to look back in time ….happier times….sad times…time spent…life lived …which makes you sulk even more. The only good thing I think about the devils expression within you is that it makes the person more artistic to express himself… with aggression…with sorrow…mixed feelings… For a writer, it reflects in his words…. for a painter, in his colors and so on.

On the other hand, the God within makes you a confident cool dude…be a charming person, people enjoy your company at the time you are smiling, making others smile…you are vibrant with positive energy. After all, who wants to be a company to a broken, sad, lost out soul? The God within makes you feel good about yourself, be at peace with the world around, the work you do in the day, enjoy the daily routine…spend the day without a fuss, any argument …and in the end, gift you a night, well slept.

I am writing this because I’ve been going through a lot of mood swings these days…Long hours of studies, lack of recreational activities makes me think life is so boring, mundane…and to add to that, my increasing weight and puffy face sitting at home, my sinking eyes having to study all day and my increasing baldness make me more frustrated at times making me want to run away from this field of medicine…so I look towards extra-curricular activities like blogging, guitar ,photography ,etc and end up wasting a lot of time….after all, everyone deserves a break for themselves which is very difficult to manage in the life of a final year medical undergraduate. There is so much I want to do in this life “which begins so late but ends so quickly”….For some reason, I am in a hurry to begin life early...spend time driving, riding, playing tennis with my best friend Aniruddha, making music with band ignition, writing, gymming, photography, painting, dancing…it’s a long list.

But the next moment I realize that if I stop looking for happiness in such extra-curricular activities and study a bit more, may be I can save 1 extra life!!...after all I’ve worked so hard to be where I am today.

I am desperately looking for the solution to such oscillating thoughts in my pendulum brain… God, please help me find“ The Middle Path” – Be ENLIGHTENED.

Prize winning Jingle' 09

This was my jingle that got me the second prize in the INDIAN ASSOCIATION OF PAEDIATRICS jingle making competition on ORS (oral rehydration solution) –OFFERS THE REAL SOLUTION.

Bache ko ulti hai, dast bhi hain
Body mein paani kam hai
Sukhi hai, aakhen bhi
Bacchu bhi bahut nam hai

Toh ORS ghar mein laao
Ek litre paani mein milao
Bache ko tum pilao
Improvement dekhte jaao

Kyunki, Body mein jab ho Sodium,potassium ki kami
ORS har jagah milta,sabke liye sahi

Toh ORS ghar mein laao
Ek litre paani mein milao
Bache ko tum pilao
Improvement dekhte jaao

Bharosa hai doctoron ko bahut ispe
Kitni jaane hain isne bachai
Ulti dast se nipatne ki hai yeh
Sabse sahi davai

Sarkari asptaal mein aao
Apne bacche ko dikhlao
Sahi ilaj phir tum paao
Aur muft mein ORS le jaao

Kyunki, Body mein jab ho Sodium,potassium ki kami
ORS har jagah milta,sabke liye sahi

Toh ORS ghar mein laao
Ek litre paani mein milao
Bache ko tum pilao
Improvement dekhte jaao
Improvement dekhte jaao
Improvement dekhte jaao……

Last Post ?

Hi Friends …..It all started as a coincidence that I found 3 poems written way back in 2002 with which I started this blog…Gradually, over the last two years, it developed as a hobby and it became a part of my life …I told you guys that I would come up with something good by the end of this month, but I’m sorry to say, that it won’t happen….this seems to be my last post for this year…Suddenly it has hit me that I have only 2 months remaining for my prelim exams and I have the entire final year portion to finish. I am sure that like me, many of you too feel that there are two paths that life shows you…one is the path that you really want to walk and the other is the one you should walk….till now, I walked the path that I wanted to but I realized that it keeps me away from the commitment that is required in the profession of a doctor…I think that my temporarily stopping to blog (which I consider very close to my heart) might just help me become a better doctor…Look at the photo above, can you guess whether it’s a sun rise or a sunset? People, wait until January because in the new year the sun will rise again on my blog, till then, its time for sunshine to light my road to be a good doctor.. Signing off….Love…..mohit....

My Bad

Hey readers, really very sorry…..thanks for complaining that off lately my blog has become more and more personal….the usual flavors about various aspects is long missing….my posts reflect too much only about my life and the way I feel… It may be just because I was trying to push myself for the final 7 months of turmoil remaining to finish with my basic M.B.B.S course….. I may have become monotonous lately coz I’ve not been watching television, or reading newspapers for a long time now(the secret of my inspiration to write), no time for it actually… Exams coming up…will surely keep myself updated about current events after that..…and will not write about LIFE for a long time now ….. So wait on people till around 29th of this month, when my written exams end…will surely come up with something you’ll all love….catch you all later ….. Wish me luck…

Missing Pieces of Life's Puzzle.

12 days to go for my mid term exams…..I am studying, but with a shallow heart…I feel a sense of emptiness in life, a sense of missing something…..just now I got a message from my teacher & my friend Dr. Prayag (who I know one day will be one of the best cardiologists in India, I know ,he will) which said, “I want to go back to the time when getting high meant on a swing…when drinking meant apple juice…when dad was the only hero…when love was mum's hug…when dad’s shoulder was the highest place on earth…when the only thing that could hurt were wounded knees…when the only things broken were toys…when goodbye meant only till tomorrow…now we realize life has changed so much.” …..tears trickled down my eyes….this is what I was feeling…. I found the answer to my emptiness…this is what I’ve missed.

Today, my grandfather fights for his life everyday with congestive cardiac failure with LVEF of 20 % post two myocardial infarctions, bilateral renal artery stenosis , chronic renal failure, hypertention, diabetes…. Still after his angioplasty I am here 1400 km away….on the road to be a doctor…helpless…my tears don’t stop…I tell my family there to be strong…..but deep down I’m scared of the reality…the sun sets in everyone’s life one day.16 years that I’ve been in Mumbai, I don't even remember spending 100 days with him, yet I remember every moment spent with him…..today when I should have been by his side, the tough path of medicine that I chose is not so flexible to give me too much time…a medical undergraduate’s life is demanding.

A person doesn’t feel so bad when he does not have something in life but it feels worst when he has something and it goes away…this is what happened to me….I am not looking to sympathy…but it did not stop me…it only gave me strength, more courage to fight life…I realized that this is what life is and this is how it is meant to be…a fight to the finish….I studied hard all these years in spite of all the hassles in life ….to be on the road to fulfill a dream that I saw since school ….but feeling sorry for what all this hard work and my tough times have taken away from my life…..my childhood, the time I should have spent with my family, playing without worry, a sense of everything being perfect, a feeling of a father telling his son, “ Don’t worry, I’m there”….I didn’t get it….my parents, my brother were going through the turmoil too....I kept working harder with a smile on my face, burying the tears… I wore a false mask…but continued the journey ….walking the path only in hope of good time in the future….

6th February'2007, my dad got a heart attack…10th February midnight ,I remember standing outside the ICU receiving calls for my birthday as I cursed God for the Birthday gift that he had sent me….my world had broken apart, all dreams shattered…Over the period that followed, I had broken down to the core …depressed….. Next two years, I was no longer interested in my studies….I couldn’t take it any longer…the real Mohit had slowly been smothered by life….but today, with things looking better and thanks to few of the God sent angels in my life (they know that), I feel like getting back to what I was…to be the real me….the kind of person I am from mind, body, heart and soul…..

But the feeling of the missing pieces in my life’s puzzle will always remain because I know that time is gone, never to come back again…..leaving memories…forever…I wish I could go back in time to relive those lovely moments that have become history....I wish I could :(

My False Mask

Sick of hiding behind my false mask
Where will life take me is all that I ask
Thinking and crying that I’ve been outplayed
Time to rectify too many mistakes that I made.

It took me so long to find the leading light
My dark side laughs over my sorry plight
Confused and shattered my heart is in pain
Time to pick the pieces and start all over again.

31.05.09

Repenting

I took it so lightly
Walked through it blindly
Not realizing what it meant
Crying now only to repent

Why did I act like a fool
Forgetting my dream since school
Running behind applause and fame
Were the hardships I faced,to blame?

Too expressive was then the child in me
Away from reality why did I be?
I shall toil now with determination and fire
I pray, I conquer my deepest desire.

-TO BE AN EMERGENCY PHYSICIAN ONE DAY.

Mind Freak

I’m a mind freak doing what I like
I’m a mind freak cruising on my bike
I’m a mind freak flying like a bird
I’m a mind freak unplugged from the world

Don’t tell me I’m different, I know that’s a fact
Had been always like this & weird I don’t act
The hidden stranger in me is what I want to find
You can too open the doors to your closed mind

I’m waiting, don’t know when our company ends
Feel so happy that we’re not the best of friends
Why you say, I’ve changed over the last few days
It’s just that I’ve stopped living my life your ways

I’m a mind freak doing what I like
I’m a mind freak cruising on my bike
I’m a mind freak flying like a bird
I’m a mind freak unplugged from the world

Free Spirit Unleashed

This article….no its not an article…its my current frame of mind and I didn’t want to miss writing about it because I know it is what will keep the fire burning within me…..off lately, I’ve been feeling great…..in fact on a high every moment of my life….These days I just feel that the free spirit that I claim to be (many don’t like it …but I don’t f*****g care about it) has been unleashed…..I feel stronger more than ever and really want to take life by its horns….may be it’s the hangover of living life everyday while I go to college on my cruiser bike…my love…. whom I call ‘Mercedes’..or post Band performance at the college festival….we did really rock.

I just feel that these days, I’m letting my soul show on my personality…this is who I was always and I am……care free….living every moment…leading a life where there are no rules…following what I preach, “APNA KAAM BANATA, BHAAD MEIN JAAYE JANTAA”…..doing what I feel like….not suppressing any of my deep desires of writing ,music ,driving ,riding ,playing ,photography ,etc … loving to be hated by some geeks…Later laughing over them, it hardly matters to me…being the bad guy…..MISCONCEPTION FOR MANY ?? …..LOOKS CAN BE DECEPTIVE…..may be that is what life means to me and I want to live it this way……WITHOUT CARING FOR THE WORLD AND THE INNOCENT ANGELS THAT LIVE IN IT…..WELCOME TO MY WORLD.

Today,I make life a promise, that I will always give it a tough fight…no matter however hard it tries to pull me down, I will never give up…..tough times don’t last, tough men do…..I have now put my past of sufferings, hardships behind and begun all over again with new aggression and a fire within my self. May be those lessons were ways of God to give me the best education possible with only one teacher….LIFE….from whom I’ve learned EVERYTHING till now….
I want to fulfill many dreams for my family and myself which remain unfulfilled for a long time….I have been lucky enough to have found the best pillars of support that I could…..My family , my teachers who keep reminding me of the potential that still remains to be tapped and very few friends (I choose to keep the list of friends very short…14-15 to be precise)……today I aspire to see myself as a cardiac surgeon or a cardiologist one day, have a house at Bandra seaside with a black Mercedes Benz parked in the garage…a big house with a music room ,gym ,temple ,billiards ,tt….and what not….Waiting for all of them to be fulfilled one day….I know I will….

I wish god could be a visitor on my blog because I want to say him a big THANK YOU …..for not giving me many things…..and giving me everything, everyone that I wanted in my world…TO BE HAPPY…..NO MATTER WHAT……

Continuing walking the road alone with memories and humming MY SONG….YOUR SHADOWS ALONE FOLLOW YOU…..

Recipe of a Soap

Firstly, for all science students, I have not discovered a new method to mix sodium ,potassium or calcium with a fatty acid to make a SOAP…..Until a few years from now, I only knew the word Serials for daily Nautanki…but the media now seems to have popularized the words DAILY SOAPS for serials. So this article is dedicated in memory of the great SOAPS that have come and gone and many which are still being aired & continue to haunt me in my dreams!

Basic ingredients to make a soap :
1)A producer with lots of extra money and guts in his ass to risk them for JUST ANOTHER TV RAMLILA.

2)One nursery ABCD alphabet book and a numerologist- to give the soap a name and a date & time to begin shooting.

3)One big SUPER RICH JOINT FAMILY, as big as you can imagine with husband, wife, brothers, sisters, mama, mami, chacha, chachi, tayaa, taayi…..every damn relation in a family that you can think of….all living together….and many more visitors ,from everywhere.

4)One female protagonist who is EKDUM PERFECT BAHU- always talks and thinks like an experienced DAADI AMMA, looks sexy in a sari….takes care of everyone and a stupid lady who prays to God for everything in her life. And God too only listen to her prayers in the family….as if he doesn’t have any more disciples.

5)One female villain (male villains are in films, at home entertainment level, we have female villains)….wicked by nature….odd sense of dressing up…big ugly bindis….does not like a peaceful house and is always planning to usurp the family property.

6)One grand grandmother played by a not so young actor…mostly bed ridden or on the wheel chair, loves the female protagonist a lot, can’t do much to save her from the acts of wickedness by the villain.

7)One tip top Naukarani, loaded with artificial jewellery and make up. Acts as a Special advisor to the villain.

8)Two- three kids to waste time showing their fights or artificial play…..as if we find them funny.

9)A sad lyricist for those sad songs and an equally sad singer….to bark on music.

10)And how can we forget the makeup man…to give them the perfect look with lipstick and mascara even if they go for a condolence meeting.

11)Other side actors to play police officers, plastic surgeons and lawyers who are required occasionally.

Method of preparation : Mix all these ingredients in whatever proportion you like, keep varying their amount from episode to episode…….show them celebrating all festivals that appears in an yearly calendar……occasionally kill a character in an accident, never show the dead body, to have him back after a few episodes with short term amnesia, or plastic surgeons working hard to give him a look which is impossible to do by we doctors…….let all this cook for a long long time and when you think its burning, TRPs falling and channel harassing the producer to be pulled out due to the people getting bored….one just needs to take 10-20 years time leaps…..till new dadiammas are trained in that house…generations after generations..finally the SOAP is ready to serve.

Garnish with long adds and serve to stupid audience who torture their kids with such nonsense running continuously at prime time……
You too can prepare your own SOAP STORY with my guidelines.

Any budding story writers reading this??

Be yourself...Always !

(NOTE-An old article which I found scribbled in one of my old diaries,so thought of putting it up.Its not my current frame of mind, I've come over it...long time.)

This article will not make sense to all, it is meant only for those who identify with it….

How many times have people tried to influence you, to tell you how difficult you are, what mistakes you make, you shouldn’t have done something, you got a big mouth, you live in a world of your dreams away from reality, you are this….and that.
Do you think you should even listen to such crap or does it even matter to you?

Not to me at least and many of you ,I know, who would after reading this may just even rethink…may be this is what you wanted.

Each and everyone of us come from a different culture, different background, different lifestyles, different past and each one of us is unique to ourselves……Each one of us is not a person but an entire World in ourselves…. I don’t think it is wrong to be in one’s own world if it makes life worth living…..I JUST BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE UNHAPPY THAT YOU ARE HAPPY IN YOUR WORLD….Live life the way you want, do what you feel is right, enjoy every moment even if you are alone, but not lonely…most importantly BE YOURSELF, ALWAYS !

UFF, YEH FINAL YEAR

Final Year ab aa gaya hai
Padhai kaa maahol chaa gaya hai
Main bhi kar raha hoon lay ki khooj
Isliye pahunch jaata hoon jaldi library roj.

Harrison,Baily padne ko kahten hain sabhi
Manipal,Mathews par atkaa hoon abhi
Inn ke prakop se log kya bach payenge
Baag mein sabhi apni aukaat par aa jayenge.

Aajkal toh ghar kaa khana bhi nahin khataa hoon
Din bhar main college mein hee paaya jaata hoon
Phir bhi vajan bad raha hai mera,Shayad BMR kam ho chalaa
Tabhi toh soochu kaise ho gaya 75 se main 90 bhalaa.

Posting ,clinics se main pak gayaa hoon
Train kii bhid se thak gayaa hoon
Life mein mazeee ki badi kami hai
Saala apni toh koi girlfriend bhi nahi bani hai.

Na jaane kab hoga yeh final year khatam
Kab banenge hum bhi MAMA INTERN
Tabh patient bhi humse khush rahenge
Jab humbhi khud ko Doctor kahenge
Jab humbhi khud ko Doctor kahenge

Hide N' Seek

Life and Death play a game of hide and seek….while death is counting in the heavens, life finds a place to hide IN A FAMILY..…..only to be caught by death one day.

Being at the hospital everyday, I get numb many a times to see people die ..relatives thinking that the doctors are heartless when they declare a person dead….but that’s the way life is…with such a thought I draw this analogy.

When I light the ‘JYOT’ in the ‘diya’ everyday to pray, I see life being born (neonate).It slowly fights to light up throwing some tantrums until it becomes steady (infant to childhood).Soon the flame starts to rise, become bigger, glows brighter to reach it full height, cover up the entire cotton ball (adulthood)…and slowly gets blown out, with a smoke……in which I see Death.

Sound Of Appreciation

Another year when Band IGNITION rocked the crowd at ASHWAMEDH ’09 and proved to be better than the Marathi night or the celebrity night with the Band of Boys….As I looked at the videos again, if feels so very good to see the crowd dance to our tunes…Personally for me ,it feels great to hear one’s own words being sung (I might sound to be self obsessed)…but a still greater feeling when we were appreciated for our hard work….someone comes up to ask for the videos, lyrics, etc…The best complement that we got was one from our college watchman, a person who would not have understood more than 15 min of our 1 hour rock packed performance come and say, “khoob changla kela hoto tumhi”.

I really believe there is no better feeling than being applauded….that is truly what I yearn for in my life. Be it studying, writing, music, drawing, photography, debating,…everything that I can think of…Who doesn’t want recognition? I believe that one should not grow linearly in only a particular field (eg. medicine) but in all directions…Why not tap your talents and potentials now than to regret later when the time is all gone?...It might come at a cost now but the sweet music of applause will cover it all up.

Enlightened

SONG VERSION:

I’m enlightened, to the core
Life’s a gift, I ask no more
Root cause of life on fire
Lies in having a burning desire

Life ain’t no race, there’s so many hints,
I know, God will, show the way,
I see myself, at the starting line,
This journey looks so fine…

Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I’m gonna shine tonight
Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I wanna feel alive

When sorrows, lie within,
Lights chosen, to be so dim,
In one corner, of your home,
You want be, left alone.

Let those tears fall down from your eyes,
They’ll take away the sufferings along,
If not expressed, no one would know,
The pain you never show

Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I’m gonna shine tonight
Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I wanna feel alive

When things fall apart, you wonder why,
Don’t look down, keep your head high.
The world will seem a better place,
Deep within, you’ll find solace…

Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I’m gonna shine tonight,
Oh Oh Oh ohhh, I wanna feel alive 

    

ORIGINAL POEM VERSION:

Enlightened I feel to the core
Enjoy life’s gifts ask for no more
The root cause of a life on fire
Lies in having a burning desire

Life’s a marathon unlike a sprint
Showing the doors God gives many hints
I see myself at the starting line
This journey starts again, it looks so fine

I am not the Buddha to be telling you this
Just peeped inside on what did I miss
Keep working hard on what you ever wanted
Believe in yourself and the wish will be granted

Till now I was sulking, kept feeling low
I am just another seeker, I came to know
Always optimistic like now, I want to stay
And save many lives is all that I pray….

10.06.09

25 Random things about me.

The blogosphere seems to have caught up with 25 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME……I couldn’t stay behind either…..so here they are:

1) If my parents would have allowed, I would have been an air force pilot…..I love speed and all the craziness of a midair stunt.

2) I love to study life everyday….smile over little things that I come across…learn from them….study people’s faces in packed local trains…but never complain, because that’s life…

3) I am calm and quiet most of the time….but once I loose my temper, I would scare the shit out of the other person.

4) I am a good leader…I loved being a class monitor ,a House vice prefect, head boy and now the president of my school alumni…..I wish I could join politics one day.

5) I do not open up to everyone easily….it takes time for me to really trust people, let them be my friends and peep into my world.

6) I want to buy myself a black Mercedes Benz sometime in life before I die.

7) I am always scared of loosing people really close to me….something happening to them though I am used to seeing people go through really sad times in the hospital everyday.

8) I love attention…..and I try to showoff sometimes.

9) I really love the Indian culture….the diversity of religion and the women in Indian outfits…I wish to be reborn here itself in the valley of the Gods.

10) I am very sentimental and emotional person, sometimes I feel hurt on trivial things.

11) I am a very good writer ,poet ,sportsman ,photographer, musician and singer…..apni badhai nahi kar raha hoon main.

12) I love to look into the mirror time and again….not to see my looks but to peep into my crying eyes for the times I have seen in life that really pushes me hard.

13) I love my friends a lot….make them all feel really very special…..I am really very choosy because I never want to be betrayed and feel I made a wrong choice anytime.

14) I am very religious…I find peace in going to a temple ,a church, a gurudwara or a mosque….Only religion I believe in is Humanity.

15) I have utmost respect for all my teachers…..they have really brought out the best in me to excel.

16) I always feel that my school-Lokhandwala Foundation School was responsible for bringing out my every talent ….along with my hard work,it has contributed in making me what i am today.

17) I hate to see people smoking and generally get down from a rickshaw with a smoking co-passenger. Though I have tried 6 puffs till now.

18) I am a perfectionist…..also love to see things clean and tidy….my room ,books ,study shelf ,bed every thing will always be arranged properly….though I am not suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder..

19) Many times I feel that I am missing out of life due to these long years in medicine..that I have have a tough road ahead….but I love the respect I get in being on the road to be a doctor.

20) I am sometimes very moody and impulsive….I do things that I later regret.

21) Back bitching, cheap talks really put me off…..and so do people who make an image about me without even knowing me.

22) I can take a lot of grief with a smile on my face and later cry about it.

23) I have never had a girlfriend….though I am open to the idea of falling in love….got no time for it really.

24) I am really proud of what I have achieved in life till now….love to look at my 70 odd certificates, medals and trophies again and again to pump me up for the future.

25) I am always cautious about things I do in life because I don’t ever want to be a bad son or a bad brother….I only exist to give my parents everything that they ever asked.

Med PG CET - Scrapped ?

18 February/2009- The Times of India
“ Med PG aspirants may not have to sit for entrance exam.”

I woke up that morning and was shocked to read this piece of news that within the next two years, PG CET is likely to be scrapped. The feeling of anger immediately took over me….I felt like being smothered and betrayed by the State Govt. Why is it that only DMER Maharashtra alone comes up with such heart braking ideas…..demoralise us as future doctors .CET is platform where all of medical aspirants are given a common platform to prove our worth. Is it the high percentage during UG, a certificate that we become a good doctors, or is it the application of what we learn in 4.5 years, in the CET exam that is a reflection of our education standards ?

When everything was going fine, what is the need to take such drastic steps to crush our dreams. When I came to this profession chasing my dreams, little did I realize that I would need a long medical lineage, a surname or a Godfather to make them come true. Many of us find it difficult to put our answers in stories….scoring less marks….does that mean that we know less than our high % seekers ?? The Govt. thinks that this will make better MBBS doctors…true….Sir, but please understand that an MBBS does not stand anywhere today….we cannot survive in this competitive outside world ‘except in the villages’ without a post graduate degree…..No doctor will say that he came in this field for SOCIAL SERVICE…..MBBS is already long enough and the Govt. seems to be leaving no stone unturned to make matters worse….By the time we will finish SECURING a PG admission and COMPLETING that, we would all be bald or at least with grey hair.

I can only say is that this move will only increase corruption to sell post graduate seats among Govt. Medical colleges too…..Beware private colleges, you will have competition in your business ! 51 % reservation-reluctantly acceptable, MO ship-we will manage (most of us do not have Rs.5 Lac to pay the Govt. just for 1 year…wished we had a salary like that….Thanks for the bait of Rs.1 Lac anyways…..But scrapping PG CET –not acceptable at all costs. I think its time that the medical fraternity and all students come together and oppose this INSANE move.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR ??Be your own GODFATHER.

BMC' 2009 -The Story

This article is dedicated in the MEMORY OF THOSE MEMORIES that I will cherish for a lifetime…all thanks to this WANAR SENA at LTMMC that made every moment special…..Guys, this one is just for you and a tribute to the person who put in more than we did really…Dr.Prayag Kini….the person whose vision we all justified and fulfilled by our confidence and hard work. I really would have been lying if I would say that did not want to participate in BMC ’09….but to be frank, the thought of final year studies really makes you to have second thoughts. I did not participate last two years after my Dad’s CABG that really put me in a shell not wanting to be the same person that I always was…..But thanks to you guys who wanted me to JUST REVIEW YOUR SPEECHES!!And Prayag sir who kept saying, “Mohit will not say no…..usko ward exam pass karna hai”, that I got to fulfill a wish, never too late….

Sorry Guys……I did not turn up too much for the training session, so I am in no position to write an emotional letter like Nitesh, but I still have tried to hit a century by these thoughts on a lighter note.So here it goes…..

President to the Board for BMC selection at LTMMC - Dr. ND Moulik
Team Manager - Dr.Prayag Kini(SRK of the LT NIGHTREADERS,wished it would have ended like chak de India)
Team Physiotherapist – Dr.Sohum Dave,the only person on Earth to be certified a Doctor in front of 3 senior doctors in flat 35 days
Commentators – Dr.Uma Sunder and Dr.Alok Sharma to whom we all are really grateful for their inputs and suggestions.

TEAM MEMBERS ARE AS FOLLOWS IN THE ORDER OF APPEARANCE :-

1)NIDHI- Captain who did a good job like MSD to lead FROM FRONT….AND TRYING ALL POSITIONS OTHERWISE.

2)ABHIJNA- The Bhajji in our team….who really did something to keep us all
smiling, more on her than on what we were initially laughing about. IAM SURE YOU WILL BE MADE MUTE MANY MORE A TIMES BY THE TIME YOU FINISH MBBS….in exam vivas…..Remember,I am a friend to all.

3)SUJAY- The pervert who has seen so much porn that he knows the facial expressions at every stage of THE ACT…all I can say is BACHNA AE HASEENON.Dost,thanks ki tune mujhe phasan daala BMC mein.

4)ABHA- The RAKHI SAWANT DIEHARD FAN…who love to be in the spotlight for all wrong reasons….thanks for writing my so powerful speech.

5)SHRUTI- THE LOW WEIGHT BABY,ALL SET TO TAKE UP SOME CHALLENGES….I am so proud to officially declare, she is NOT GOING AROUND WITH KUNAL !

6)MOHIT- I would say, I acted more like Yuvraaj, sabke chakke chuda diye….I still wished, we had time for the joker video

7)SURAJ- The wicket keeper, YOU LITERALLY HAD OUR WICKETS IN YOUR HANDS….special applause from me for your hard work….you should’nt have cried like Federer that day….but should have hit back at the NADALS there itself.

8)SUMEET- The happy go lucky, very hardworking researcher cum financer of the team who spoke of dinner at THE COPPER CHIMNEY knowing that all teammates were fighting for a GRADE C contract.SPECIAL ROLE IN TEAM-TINNITUS TO NIDHI in the question answers round.

9)ANKITA- Hats off to your patience,I am sure you’re THE ONE(Remember matrix) who will top PSM in your batch…our speeches a 50 times could not get you bored, PARK KI KYA MAJAL HAI KI TUJHSE PANGA LEGA??

10)MITALI- I must appretiate that you always came up with some GREAT IDEAS, QUESTIONS AND ARGUMENTS.

11)HAMZA- The FIFA player of the year…who really would have wanted to kick my ass very hard on the very first day that I came, What’s say yaar??Nice knowing you...

12)NITESH- You really won our hearts by your touching speech…and mine specially for showing my results live!

BEFORE- Guys, We all played like true champions yesterday and we truly deserve the worldcup…..hope the third umpire Dr.Menda does not become Darly Harper for us…..so keep your fingers crossed.

AFTER- Its just fine,we had WON the battle yesterday itself when we completely silenced the crowd after our presentation...no need to feel bad....I WOULD OPENLY LIKE TO CHALLENGE AFMC TO WIN A SYMPOSIUM AT A PLACE OTHER THAN INS ASHWINI...

Guys,some thoughts from the heart-I really loved spending such wonderful time with you all and I wished, I had shown some less attitude, waise bhi padhai karke kuch nahi ukhada maine….Sumeet,Nidhi and Abha, you were right,Brain finger printing needed me. The little gossips, the huddles and the cheers for each other….that was enough to touch all our hearts…hope this friendship only grows from here.

This article would be incomplete without talking about what Dr.Prayag has done for us….we wouln’nt have been so good if it would not have been him as our backbone…I personally took part just for his vision for me and was so very happy to get his message saying, “Mohit,you justified my belief in you.”…and also Sohum,we all know that you were also an integral part of this team and you gave more than your 100 %...money can’t show it, but words are louder….

Guys,I don’t really care what Dr.Lawrence Farwell said after yesterday, but I am very sure,if we ever had our brain mapped by BFP, we will all show the same P300 wave at the very thought of BMC’ 2009…….LTMMC was the best yesterday, pray that someday judges will say,SATYAMEV JAYETE,May the truth triumph.

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