Being a doctor

•What goes into being a doc?

•Is it art, commerce or science?

And the answer is- it's all the three!

  Obviously it is science first! Studying medicine requires you to study functioning of a normal body, to study pathologies, to study drugs and surgeries. 

  How is it an art? Well, an experienced physician would like to put it like this-

"Practising medicine is like driving, the more you do; the better you are at it"

 It definitely requires skill to identify the pathology as early and precisely as possible. 

  And commerce? Modern medicine has brought the commerce component to it. Traditionally medicine has been selflessly working for people! But the practice of "cuts" saddens us all.

   These descriptions of medicine are not mine. According to me- medicine only requires devotion of your life! I will also completely understand the meaning maybe after half a century later, and then I hope, when I read my blog again...my 'risorius' muscle would contract involuntarily and  leave two semilunar creases on my face!

Our grandparents...our treasure

   One of the most cherished moments of our life are our childhood days...and the most memorable of them are the moments we spent with our grandparents.

    Grandfather's experience and grandmother's home rememedies are exceptional.

    When a child is ill, many a times a mom may fumble but grand mom easily handles the situation. She has been through it all. When mom scolds a child, which is a better safe house than behind the grand mom !!! She even scolds the mom for trying to punish the child for some mistake. There will always be some dish that mom cannot make as good as grand mom. She will remember things that even mom sometimes forgets. Even though she might not know how to make a call, she ll try all means to contact a family member who hasn't reached home at usual time. She wakes up early and sees to it that everything is in place. She wouldn't sleep until everyone has arrived back home. For once, mom can say that-go eat in the canteen today, but you ll never need to worry of food when your grand mom is there. She ll definitely wake up early and give you a tiffin. She helps in hindi, Marathi essay writing. She proudly introduces you to other relatives during a function. And yes, who would take you to the native place, tell stories about her past, and instill moral values without her! She teaches to discriminate between good and bad, right and wrong. She takes the place of the mother when she isn't around! We must have played more in the laps of our grandmothers than our mothers!

   Grandfather...whom you always see as a man of discipline, A man with authority. The whole family needs to listen to your grand dad and he listens only to you. And that's what makes you feel like the king. Others may be afraid of him but you are not! He takes you on a walk in evening. Would show you his office. Would teach you maths. Would give you bundles of money to count. He dreams of you as a respected adult.

   Grandparents will do anything for you. They do it without expecting any favour. All they want is our success and happiness.

   Each one of us is a millionaire since we have a treasure of grandparents.

    

The apex is the base

Ironical but true- The apex is the base....

  The apex family member is the head of the family, he himself is also the base. The main earning member makes it the base. Just as, nothing can be built without the base...life becomes difficult without him/her. 

   The apex position in the government is of much importance. The president and prime minister's each and very word is given importance. They are so much important that things like- 'mosquito was bothering the President' becomes a news!! They are a role model to all in the country. In that aspect, they become the base. If the apex is not stong enough, even the base is not. 

   If you could link it...there's a different connection between a grandson and grandfather. Similarly is the apex and base. 

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 Now what if the head is not good enough!?

  The gene is the head of the cell. After receiving direction from the cell, it is the gene that makes a particular protein. If the gene is faulty, the protein definitely will be faulty and the person would suffer from a disease. 

  

   When parents have vices, they will naturally be imbibed by the children also!

   When the protectors of law, break the law what can be expected of criminals!

   When the doctors are putting someone's life in danger, what can be expected of murderers!

   When the present generation of youth is not concerned for the country, what about the future generations!

   

  

A rotten Apple spoils the Barrel

 A Rain Drop

I saw a drop of rain water,

Diving towards the ground,

No question on it's purity,

It's immaculacy knew no bound.

It provoked me to think about its future,

Whether it cleans or it quenches,

Will it prove to be an elixir?

Or will seep into the trenches?

Will it make itself comfortable amongst the droplets of that muddy pond?

Or Will it become a part of Ganges, you bet,

Oh Lord! Good you didn't give it brains to make a choice for itself...

As even homo sapiens sapiens have made no difference yet....

Humans are influenced by their peers

Oh Humans! if they had a choice!

A child born, as pure as a rain drop,

Inherits religion and is influenced by peers, without ever raising its voice!!!

-Parth Gada.

What I wanted to convey through the poem:-

Title-A basket full of fresh fruits but one. That rotten apple can rot others as well.

Poem- A Rain Drop, is very pure in nature. As it decends towards the ground, it at first gets contaminated because of atmospheric gases. Ignoring that, the drop will attain the quality of which ever medium it falls in. 

   The drop has no choice, it is subjected to the physical forces and laws of nature that govern the universe. But we humans! We make a difference. Because, we can "choose". We can choose, what surroundings we want, what friends we want. 

  A person who befriends people who smoke and drink, end up 'trying' it one day! A person who sees a friend in a particular guy, his quality is very likely to be induced in him.

   A magnetic substance when placed in a magnetic field behaves like a magnet. A piece of iron, when in contact with a magnet at one end, itself temporarily behaves like a magnet. 

  A person who stays in a happy environment, feels happy and satisfied. A child who only sees famines and droughts and terrorism...how do you expect him to know what is love!

   If you are in a place where an epidemic broke out recently, you are very much vulnerable to the disease!

    With all these examples, I wish to convey only one thing- "choose wisely"

•choose a good medium for that drop of water. 

•choose to be in a basket where there are no rotten apples 

•choose to be in company of friends who correct you if ever you go wrong

•choose to be under a correct guru (magnet) whose ideals you ll follow. 

•choose to build a happy environment around you

•choose to be in a healthy place. 

•choose to LIVE A BETTER LIFE ....

Mahabaleshwar trip

    There do come times where you stand at a crossroad and need to select between two things, and according to you both are correct. "Just like- whom do you want? Mother or father."     Or there are times where you need to attend two things at two different places at the same time! And you wish, if you could not miss any! The same thing happened with me. 

   College Friends planned a two-day trip to mahabaleshwar, Sunday and Monday ( yeah bunking college ) And I had to attend a family function on Sunday. So it was a 'this-or-that' situation for me.

   It's Sunday morning. I check my mobile. See status updates of friends and find that they have left for mahabaleshwar. As planned, I went with my family. I would have missed the first day of mahabaleshwar and would have regretted had it not been for the sumptuous food that I had that day and those crazy hours of garba. 

   The function was over and I packed for the trip. Reached an hour before the time of arrival of the bus. I had booked a seat (or should I say a bed) in a Neeta Volvo. It picked me up at 10pm. And I left on my journey to mahabaleshwar, alone. 

   In the bus, I found a 9th std school student as my co-traveller. He was going back to boarding school after the winter vacation. I slept all the way, something which I boasted a lot about when I reached there :p. 

    "Last stop, last stop", the cry woke me up from my sleep. I stepped down. And saw a crowd of taxi men waiting for passengers. One of them asked me- booking hai? Booking hai? Not knowing what to Answer- I nodded. I told him the hotel name. He quoted the price. Bloody ₹100 for one km!!!!!

   I just asked him the direction. And started walking. Checked it out on google maps and reached there in 8 min. I made another good decision by not taking a cab. Otherwise I wouldn't have been able to wander there. Inhale it's beauty. And feel its peace. A local lady then showed me the exact way to the hotel. She was friendly and welcoming. 

    When about 70-80% distance was completed, I heard namaaz echoing around. I looked around. And then looked up. What I saw, I won't be able to describe with mere letters. The combination of twinkling stars and soothing prayers stole my anxiety. I reached the hotel.

   Saw a friend sleeping, the door was open! I wondered- Why did they not shut the door before sleeping! But I thanked them later for keeping the room open. After a few zzzz's in his room, it was about 7am. I went out in the garden and soaked a little sunrise in. Good, but not as awesome as the view past night. Next hour I spent waking everyone up. And listening to their experiences of Sunday. Later I came to know, that the door was open as they had slept only an hour ago, ie at 4am!

    After checking out from the hotel, I spent the rest of the day like an ordinary traveller. Visited pratapgad fort. And returned home at midnight. 

    How much ever beautiful the fort was, or how much ever fun we had in the bus while returning back. Nothing can match the view of stars with namaaz in background.

    Travelling in its true spirit is tasting the lives of the locals. Talking and interacting with them. Living their lives for a day. And I lived the true spirit, though for those 8 mins! They were the best moments of the trip. 

Who is the boss?

  Toot toot...toot toot...it's 7 am and the alarm rings. Rohan's hand involuntarily snoozes the alarm. Not wanting to, to rubs his eyes and the first thing he does is- to check the time. It's 7.22am. He is late. He has to attend a business meeting at 8. He needs to rush. Having a bath quickly, he grabs a couple of toasts and calls his driver to get the car ready. He leaves the house, checking the mails and messages on the way. Curses himself for not picking up a phone from a colleague that would have resulted in a business deal. Disappointed with the loss that he incurred in the morning itself, he reaches the office. Shouts at the clerk for not keeping the files ready. Skips the lunch since an assignment wasn't completed in time. He gets a call where he is invited to dinner with other business people. He has to attend it, cancelling the appointment he had with a doctor. 

    In the same office building is a liftman. Wakes at 7. Reaches office at 8. Gets a lunch break. Leaves at 4pm. Spends time with his family. And enjoys a good sleep. 

    My question is- who's the boss?

    The boss is the one who gets to live his life according to his fancy. Before being able to 'order' others, he should first at least be 'Khud ki marzi ka maalik'. 

    We saw that Rohan was cursing himself for the loss of money that "he could have made profit with". Do note- since there was no profit, he thinks he had a loss. This reminds me of a story-

     A wife was standing at the bus stop. She was on her way home. The buses were so crowded that she couldn't get in.  She ran behind the bus. Trying to chase the bus, halfway through the route, she gives up and decides to walk home.            On reaching home, she tells her husband, "today I saved ₹10". Then she explains the story to him. The husband then replies, "you made a loss of ₹40. You would have saved ₹50 had you run behind a taxi!" 

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In the same way, those who use a mobile are using it so that they can be available to others for their perusal at all times! The boss is the one who is without a mobile!