Adieu, dear blog...for now!

For the next few months I shall not be seen or heard in Blogdom. Just when I was getting a teeny weeny more active on the blog front, I have to stop. I'm going to be on a study break for the next few months as I find my way through the jungle that is medicine and prepare for my entrance exams and manage to place myself in a Masters course of my choice!
Wish me luck my friends!
Adieu!

Boob tube......

EDIT: I did receive a few comments asking why on earth I even chose this topic to blog on. Add a bit of slandering to that...A very pissed off Bip's fan I presume. A small clarification...I was just wondering how page 3 columnists can make a fuss about nothing and this post was just a 'vain' attempt at writing like a page 3 person..nothing more and nothing less!

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Caught you...didn’t it...it sure did catch my attention in the editorial column of a newspaper. I mean any article in the editorial titled like that ought to have much more right?

The article was about one of our tinsel town damsel going under the knife for an augmentation of her assets and not paying for it...

Hold your horses before you call me a MCP for pointing this out. The article wasn’t only about poor Bipasha being more bustier...it was also about the doctor who decided to leak the news to the ‘celeb friendly’ paparazzi because he wasn’t too pleased about not receiving the bill. Of course who’d be happy, after all its always about bigger assets isn’t it?!! And did a magazine do any better by splashing before and after pictures of Bipasha??(Haha!! Yeah right...don’t even think about it...the pics were with the clothes on!)Before she went under the knife and after she acted in Jism (After all Jism was a big assets movie!)

Besides the article struck me more, being a part of the medical fraternity! Where was the doctors’ integrity?

It reminded me of a dialogue from the movie ‘Scent of a woman’ where Al Pacino hollers out, “...he wont sell himself and he wont sell out others... and that is integrity!”

So is the doctor’s integrity heading for differentiation?

This nation need no more scandals, the celebrities are already doing enough!

Besides, the doctor is supposedly well known among celebrities by changing their name in medical records to protect their identity.

Also the staffs of the hospital were also more than happy to reveal that poor Bipasha also got a ear job done too...guess that’s called waxing eh?! Or should we say de-waxing?!!

Considering that the doctor changes the name of his patients I just wonder if it isn’t Bipasha at all!! Its actually Rakhi Sawant and the ear job is for the actress who got her ears chewed off by Emran Hashmi in the excuse of what was supposed to be steamy on-screen chemistry?!

So a shot of ‘censor’-caine for a shot of fame???

What say you??

Motorcycle Diaries 7

Well call me a novice at blogging!! I tried publishing the posts in reverse order thinkin it wud reverse the order...and yet it seems part 7 is published first!!! :(
Nevertheless i dont kno how to change this order( and i'm not inclined to learn that either...so..) so enjoy it the way it is....cheers!

Motorcycle Diaries 6

Motorcycle Diaries 4

Motorcycle Diaries 5

Motorcycle Diaries 3

Motorcycle Diaries 2

Continued from the last post.....






to be continued....

Motorcycle Diaries 1

Well..Che Guevara makes a big impression if one happens to read about him.
Personally, the fact that he is (was) a doctor mattered a lot to me....(obviously duh!!)
I thot i'd put up a picture essay wid screenshots of the movie taken at significant turns in the movie...there r a lot of pics so guess the page will load slowly...
Heres to Che.....cheers!

The call of duty...

The excruciating wait for close to 5 years finally culminating with the presence of a little prefix to the name “doctor”____

I won’t go into what and how of medicine now….

Finally the results came out and clearing would indicate that I became a doctor… (Everyone would be a doctor…….eventually!). The most exciting moment where we would don our new white aprons and dangle a steth proudly around our neck and say hi...Doc! The postings schedule came out and I was posted to the department of community medicine…for 3 whole months. The postings were 45 days of urban postings and 45 days of rural postings in Kaiwara. The three ORC (out reach centers) where we were to be posted were MK Nagar, BK Nagar and Anjanappa gardens. After some higgle haggle with who would attend the rural and urban postings first, we set off to our destinations. I was posted to MK Nagar ORC with a fellow doctor Dr. Varsha.

We were on our own now. We had to find our way to the centre. Though I did have a vague idea of where it was located I knew I couldn’t navigate right on dot. (Pardon me for I’m slightly directionally challenged!). Swallowing that so called male ego of not wanting to ask for directions and inspite of being in a white coat(and that steth hanging around my neck) asked the locals for directions to the decrepit clinic (well, I would love to see the reaction on their faces when they come for treatment!). A short climb on the staircase (with 1 foot high steps and 1 foot wide) we came to a small door….I took a deep breath and entered…..

A PG was sitting there dispensing medicines to a few patients. A strange look crossed the faces of all those patients…for their fate was now to be handled by a newbie Yankee doctor who cared a donkey’s ass about studying for exams. Talk about luck!!!

Maybe I was expecting too much if I hoped that the PG would be there for sometime as a hand holding session or us newbies. Contrary to that she packed and left saying vaguely that the referral forms were here, tabs are here and pointed out to 2 huge gallon sized cans of syrup to dispense at our whims and fancy and gave us a register in which to enter the names of patients.

Now that two of us fresh and crisp right out of the oven docs were stuck in MK Nagar we smiled at our fate and settled down for duty.

I looked around the room; the state of the room is best left to the imagination.

Its about 6 feet wide and 8 feet in length (ahhh...I see jaws dropping!)

Our first patient, a 2 month old infant with some skin eruptions and a respiratory infection. We were basically lost trying to analyze the case. We gingerly prescribed an antibiotic after referring IDR a hundred times (all the time hoping we were right!).

Our second patient was a 35 yr old trader feigning a fever cough and asthma. A bit of prodding and he came up with a list of complaints that left us in a tizzy. I gave him some CPM tablet and he said can I have a few more(brings me to the question of who’s the doctor huh!!?!?)

Managed to get rid of him with some medicine.

Overall it was an experience of how inadequate our knowledge was and how much we were spoon fed that we could not handle a simple case independently. Well my guess is that its just a passing cloud and in a few days we will be baked deep and be confident enough to prescribe any medicine (all morphine and heroin mongers keep away!!).