Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Bacche man ke sacchhe..

When i joined my Paediatrcs rotation, I had an inkling that kids, especially the sick ones are'nt a part of my existence. But when the actual sick ones came on, I was distracted. I imagined cute little babies telling me bye bye uncle once treat them, The hatred in the eyes of the very young, told me I was the one pouring venom into their happy baby dreams.. I was the one pouring sour, inedible syrups in their small holy mouths. but little do they understand, I am only trying to help them.. When the little ones came back healthy and happy and feeding well, I could declare myself as a success in my own eyes atleast.. Rest of my senior's eyes  are on the politics of the duty roster. JO JITNA KAAM KAREGA , WO UTNA HI EXPLOITED HOGA !! 11 36 hour duties in an exam month.. Sounds great.. I can rant on a blog but complaining entails another 4 months of tyranny..

On my duty, On my guard yesterday a lady came saying her 4 day old doesn't feed well, I prescribed her meds and proper advise.. She comes back 4 hrs later that her 4 day old is not tolerating even 2 sips of coffee. Obviously I was appalled but the husband says I ordered it, and THAT'S IT. Sips of Coffee for a 4 day old?? Maybe we live in a world of illiterate politically strong and absolutely foolish  people. I'm just guessing.. You say??                            //