Tuesday, 16 August 2011

5 years in a nut shell

ok guys..im finishing my bds(internship) in the next couple of weeks..ATLAST..im very happy to b a graduate now..yipee..but im sad too..
yes..its shocking even 4 me to realise this fact

...wen i joined my course,i was thrilled to think that il b called a doctor..enjoyed evrythn in college..everythng was new,adventurous..

then came 2nd year..omg..it was thorough torture...everyday carrying the enamel tray to the preclinics n labouring to make a proper wax rim or to put cement base on the pulpal floor without touching the axial walls..gosh..i thot where the hell am i stuck..

3rd year..known to be the honeymoon period of bds..true to the core..full year only fun n enjoyment..going 4 medical postings n handling patients for the first time in life itself had a charm..n thinking jst 2 yrs left..yipee..


then the final hurdle..4th year..many times i felt god,y did u make me pass 3rd yr whichwas soo peaceful..searching 4 class two in cons,convincing the perio patients that their teeth while become white n clean,consoling the surgery patients that there will b no pain during injection..living in hell it is..praying god that plzz lemme clear in one shot god..i cnt bear hell once more..

then finally its THE INTERNSHIP...once in a while the feeling comes..we are god(bad attitude seriously...if anyone has this feeling,plzz block it out...)

ok this was the academic part..but college life consists of 25%academics & 75%non academic things(xcept 4 geeks n nerds..sorry padhakoos..change ur outlook..this is the only time u can hv real fun)...

now apart 4 studies the biggest n infact most important thing of college life is love n war..
in these 5yrs,i hv gained so much expertise in this aspect:)..starting with crushes,then proposal,the rejection,heartbreak,devdas phase..the list goes on n on..
when i was in 1st year calls were charged 2.5rs/min and msgs wr 50p..but still lovebirds wud spend all their pocket money on recharge to be in touch with their loved ones..n then finally the boon of free msgs given to us..after that from the moment we woke till the moment we slept..texting n texting..in class,in canteen,in market n even sumtimes in bathroom..texting..we had becum so fluent that even in darkness we cud type msg without a mistake..aftr the msgs phase came the call phase wen call rates reduced..ppl got new sims where special night plan was activated,they bought tata indicom or reliance handset to talk the whole day,whole night..till wee hours in the morning..looking at the lovely,romantic moon together from different windows n seeing the beautiful sunrise from the terrace..going for long rides,movies,lunches hiding from everyone so that no one knows what is going on..
and not to forget,the funniest thing was sacrificing your love for ur best friend..both of them fell for the same guy/gal andwhen they came to know the truth,they galantly would say..ur more important to me than him/her..u keep him/her..n viceversa..n the poor target who had no clue what to do..and after one of them wins,the other would be strong at the front but behind would be like a wounded tiger/tigress..crying their heart out..
talking about war..there would be serious fights(b it a catfight or bull fight)to win the heart of the trophied person..they would even agree to get the moon,play diplomacy,be cruel n sly to win the hearts of their counterparts..
but as said from generations.."everything is fair in love and war"..

cultural and sports fest were also fun..each batch competeting against each other..by hook or crook we had to win the champions cup..unfortunately my batch never won the cup..:((actually to tell u a secret i alwaz felt that the interns batch who would alwaz host the college fest somehow cheated in all culturals and sports to win in almost every competiton..no hard feelings if any of my seniors reading this..sorry guys)..unfortunately this year the college management didnt allow us interns to host any fest..therefore we lost the only chance to once hold the champ cup..:((


during my final year we would think that once if we pass our exams n become interns..noone can catch hold of us for anything..we will definitely take revenge of the torture we faced in these four yrs..people..we are coming..result came..we passes n then while at home all of us through phone and net had made all plans how to fight back n take revenge..red flag had been hoisted by us..wont listen to anyone,will not do work,if any rebel from the otherside..would immediately go for strike,etc,etc..we joined college as interns..proud,arrogant,half doctors on the prowl..we are invincible..no1 can now give less internal marks or fail us in practical exams..one month,two month gone..i realised that no one will bother u now coz ur no more an object of torture..the sadist ppl of college will not get any happy by causing u pain..i..infact we are all free now..so the red flag came down and a new white flag depicting peace was hoisted by us..i understood that internship is the best time for us dentists to learn work..no ifs and buts..i did practically every work on which i cud lay my hands on..i think i came to know what dentistry is more in these 12 months compared to what i learned in my 4 yrs..i understood being a doctor is not only clearing exams,its not only filling a tooth or extracting it out..its about compassion for ur work..how perfectly u can do it,how much u can bond with ur patient..making him comfortable and taking in ur confidence..its about how u learn from ur seniors and teach ur juniors..be confident to explore a treatment which u have always read in a text book only..observe..grasp..excel..give out..all these things only internship will make u learn..not ur other 4 years where the ultimate aim of my life was finishing my quota and clearing my exams...life is lot more than that..i also realised that this is the last year may be where i can b what im before entering the real world full of responsibility and pressure and i dont knw wt wt else..
from a small girl who had come thousands of kilometers away from her home to get a bds degree,today i can proudly say i have grown up(hopefully...keeping my fingers crossed)..5 years went by..remebering as if it was ystterday(i know it sounds very filmy but its true)jst had my 18th birthday..immatured,scared,having no idea about a life in hostel far from parents..with people who are totally strangers..carrying a big blue suitcase i enterd my college for the next 5 years of my life..surrounded by friends 24*7..touchwood i never felt homesick execpt during exams.
.my seniors had ragged me a bit but then i was included in their gang and aftr that the real fun started..they prepared me for the whole course,what to do and what not to do..how to do,when to do..everything..
my friends who there always there through thick or thin..ya ofcourse i had fights..bad long fights..not seeing their face,tell things on their back,trying to prove that im better off without u..but then somehow(i still dont know how)things would fall in place and again hearts of heart friendship wud take a pick..
from a state of being mad enough to get admitted in a mental hospital to bcum a resposible doctor in a dental hospital..i have had it all...story sessions till 4am,watching movies all night,having a late night maggi meal or tea,sitting and crying about love failures..giving a shoulder to the love failures,laughing on jokes,spreading rumours about white ghost in hostel and the even doing planchet 2days before final exam to know the question paper from the spirits..
in classes from dissecting a rotten,formalin smelling cadaver,trying to histology slide,pricking my finger for blood tests in physiology,giving bribes to attenders to come and help in the exam,crying after preclinical prostho exam,getting caught for asking answers in oral pathology exam,going for outdoor camps,bunking classes and hiding in canteen,talking total nonsense to prove that i am right,fighting for patients,helping in exam with a standby patient,afterexam celebrations,boarding trains together back home,waiting for results,deciding on phone when to come backgetting sweets and snacks from home for everyone,borrowing books,money,shoes,perfumes,not returning,getting out of the class for talkn(actuaaly commenting on staff)going to principal's chamber for using phone in class,attendence shortage and paying fine for that,all done in these 5 years...
now as im counting my days here..i had a time machine(since totally i dont want to go back and experience time like biochemistry exams and dadh classes..they were horrible) so that i cud go back in these time n relive those good and precious moments whenevr i want..and now im sure i can write a whole book on these 5yrs(any publisher readind this and interested plzz contact me) becoz there are so many things which i hv left n not mentioned..these years have been i guess the golden time of my life n its really heart-wrenching to think that its ending..next week is my convocation..and finally il be officially called a graduate doc..but sumwhere in my heart,theres a feeling which makes me want to loose myself to these years and rewind back through time..

10 comments:

  1. truely wonderfully documented..but not in a nut shell !!!!!!!! these 5 years actually cannot be penned in a few lines...the more you write the better it is

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  2. rachit..its my pleasure to share these 5yrs with all my fellow people..

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  3. awesomely well documented life story of a BDS... i have myself gone thru most of this, not the girliee stuff, but surely max of the BDS life u have managed to so wonderfully potray here... :) commendable job buddy,,, bestta luck for future :)

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  4. thnx a lot 4 ur appreciation sir..:)

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  5. superb mam....alll of it is sooo true...this is a nice blog...actually anything about my college days i jus love it!Gr8 job!

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  6. thanx tooth mechanic..im glad that ul can connect to it..

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  7. superb it just made me all nostagic its one year since i complted internship and i still miss college and am shocked i do !!!

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  8. thnx saf..i knw il feel the samethng one year later...

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