Three years
Later….
This is my final year of PG in the faculty of pediatrics. It
had been my dream to do my PG from PGI. It is one of the best institutes in the
country for pediatrics.
The daily ritual of seeing child patients, interacting
with them, diagnosing them, prescribing them was my favorite part. I mostly
loved the part when they didn’t open up. Keeping their mouth tight lipped. Coercing
me to apply few of my tricks. With every passing day I got to understand child
psychology more and more. I have been lovingly renamed as Dr.A . Most of my
batch mates usually lose their patience with kids. Get irritated from their
stubborn behavior. But I don’t. Patience is what life has taught me. Though in
the hard way. Sometimes even I myself get surprised from my ability to hold on.
Today, there was a particular case my fellow batch mate had
asked me to look at. A girl of about 3 years old. She had been suffering from
mild fever and allergies since past week. I went to the department. Asked the
nurse to call out for the patient.
She came in. Wearing a light blue colored dress. With matching
shoes and handkerchief. I don’t know why, but a look at her face awakened something
inside me which I had suppressed with great efforts.
“Good morning” I told her when she had just entered.
“Good morning” she replied in a very soft tone that brought a
smile on my face.
“What is your name”
“Sandhya” she replied very confidently this time.
“So how are you Sandhya ?”
“I am fine. Thank you”
I smiled again and was impressed with her politeness. Asked
her how was she feeling. To which she replied she was completely alright. It’s
the elder's in the house that didn’t let her play outside in the garden forcing
her to be in bed as she was not well. But she thinks she is perfectly healthy except sneezes that she gets every now and then. I
had got her file in my hands and took a look at it asking the nurse to call the
person accompanying her inside.
I never had the slightest idea of what was going to happen
the next moment.
We humans tend to think that we are the most powerful of all species. But always ignore how vulnerable we are. To moments of impact. Moments
that make or break us. Moments that determine our future course. Moments that
gift us. And moments that snatch away.
Our life changes in moments. Just in a
single moment.
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At times life changes in a moment and at times it takes moments to form a life :)
ReplyDeleteOh, I have a feeling where this is going..
ReplyDeleteSo true, life changes in a single moment.
ReplyDeleteOne moment is enough to change everything.
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