We have a problem!

(It’s called Math) I can be pretty damn indecisive and I don’t know how many people can relate but more times than less, even though I don’t know what I want, I most definitely know what I DONT. And I might have not known what I wanted to pursue until the end of summer in…

Going with the flow

Back in our 3rd semester we had our first OBG rotations and more than two years later, we are back in OBG in our 8th semester. (So yes, the title’s pun is very much intended.) Its different this time. Not only has our knowledge reserve grown, but also we are taking OBG exam at the…

The power of two (Gametes)

We study almost 5 years, only about what could go wrong in our bodies.Trust me,  there really is A LOT.The tiniest mistake in a single cell’s strand of DNA, while we’re still floating in our mothers womb , a mass of cells which decided to be rebellious could result in something catastrophic. Your entire being…

4 years in: What changed?

You know how when you’re in school, nearing high school and people start to ask you what you want to be when you grow up, three options pop in your head (Only applicable if you’re of Indian descent) Teacher ,doctor or engineer.Yeah well it was only two for me. Teacher?No way! Why would I want…

Words and Deeds

It’s Friday evening. I step into the dimly lit lobby and I am wafted by the smell of shampoo, conditioner and other hair care products. Three pairs of eyes look at me. “Yes?” asks the seemingly senior looking lady among the three. “I need to wax my legs”, I answer meekly. Wait, before you decide…

Back to the grind

I can finally breathe.Two months of living on a strict timetable, studying all day, counting my 5 hours of sleep by the minute.All motivated by one goal, you would think it is to top the exam or something but really… it’s just to pass. There is no winning in med school is there? Well that…

It’s the outside that matters

A long time ago or to be precise 5 years ago, back when I was in the 12th grade, my English professor asked my class if we would take a pledge with her.It was just another casual day and I don’t know what prompted her to do this, nevertheless curious as we were about what…

Bruised hospital walls.

The once painted walls of the hospital are now enveloped in grimy stains and white flakes. Numerous charcoal scratches from the multitude of stretchers that have grazed them. These black stains you associate with fear and sickness. The stagnant air around you toxic like the ashen fumes of a truck. So you sit holding your…

#1 Violence against doctors 

Here’s what’s new. (Not really) Watson and I are starting this new series called “SERO-WAR” where we each pick a side on a relevant topic and make an attempt to give some insight into the same. Basically, a debate. We’re just trying to be fancy here. Sero-war is a play on the word serovar which…

My way or the highway?

Three years in med school and here’s something I have come to realize. Medicine is a vast field. The human body, its different facets, the minute on goings that keep a human up and about is colossal. Different practitioners of medicine have tried different approaches to try and understand the same. I do not know…