Okay!! Welcome to the world of confusion and conflict of ideas...
I have been thinking about posting this opinion article long long time ago but got entangled in various other commitments and forgot all about it. Bubbly’s
comment on my poem-story “LiFe BeCkOnS- Are we ready? Part 3”...reminded of the issue and so here I am, seeking help and opinion again...
Let me put forth my opinion first...
I have been an average student throughout my career but I always did better than intelligent students in my class because I was extremely hard working and would
read for 5-6 hours everyday apart from school hours. My Papa was a scientist and his only aim in life was to make me a ‘Physician’...I was always apprehensive about breaking his dreams and so I
always worked harder and harder with each passing year and finally got through the tough competition in Second attempt after high school in the 1995 and entered the MBBS course. I met Sanjib there,
who was 4 and half years my senior and we fell head over heels in love with each other and got married in 2001 February with the consent of our parents. MY father wanted me to get through a Post
graduation course and then marry. According to him, marriage would distract me from studies...The opposite happened... I started studying more than when I was single in Ladies hostel...the reason??
Sanjib was right there beside me in the same room and I need not bother about where he is, would he come today, what if it rains and he could not come, where is he, is he missing me too?? Etc etc
...countless doubts to distract poor brain from studies...but MARRIAGE STABILISED me...
One more hitch now...Papa wanted me to be an “Obstetrician and Gynaecologist” and I hated that branch...When I chose a non-clinical branch, Clinical Microbiology,
in the year 2002, March, in the best Institution of India , my father was very upset and even told me so...I asked myself one thing, “what do ‘I’ want? This is my life now...”
I decided I would chose what I want because this is the branch with 8.00am to 5.00pm job hours, so I would be back home when my child comes back from school...no
stress, no emergency duties...since Sanjib is in Anaesthesia, he had more duty hours + emergency calls...at least one of us is always there at home after 5.00pm...and I absolutely loved the
subject...it satisfied me as a doctor + I could devote my time to my family + can earn a good amount for myself...
What else do I need? I never wanted to go for trips abroad for exposure or any other reason...for me, bringing up my son in a happy atmosphere is my dream and I
am also pursuing my job and doing justice to it...No one could ever complain that I made mistake in reporting...I was thankful to GOD always for HIS blessings
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