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They say “changes are inevitable”…true enough…Change is the law of nature…times change…people change…things change…life is indeed a dynamic phenomenon…some metamorphose for the betterment, some for the bad…come what may, a mutation is necessary…who likes the static life???… atleast I don’t… I am a part of one such place where change has been a long lost dream… My college in Sewagram…MGIMS…where right from the buildings, to the canteen (so-called), to the auditorium, the bus even; all remains the same since years, with some interchange of the stuffs… the alumni of the college still can recollect their memories of the place related to the hostels…while they visit, they state “nothing’s different from the times we left the place”… But now, times will change evidently…there has been a declaration, under the clause of which the soul of MGIMS, their sure-shot PG seat, is going off…I don’t exactly know how true it is… All India one PG entrance exams is what the ordinance says…if it gets a...

Some incidences are worth happening… Just a take: It was a warm day throughout…had to be…April mid n Vidarbha… But somehow the weather became cool by 6 in the eve…may be it was a good omen… I came back from the classes and was just about to relax, when it started raining… These rains had something special…couldn’t guess then… A very dear friend came rushing to me…asking me to accompany her to some place to meet someone…was not suppose to move after a tiring day, but agreed for her sake… we took our scooty and zoomed…enjoying these very mild showers…with a wisp of wind…cool n pleasant… Was to meet someone unknown…and din’t have any idea who…we looked for him for almost 15miutes or so on a beautiful green road (one of my favorites)…n were about to go back when the rains started to pour heavy…but found him…that person…standing alone on the road, waiting for us or rather her coz I was the ‘uninvited guest’ kinda… got down our vehicle and was introduced to him… was I glad?? YES inde...

Everytime I open the Facebook webpage…the first thing I have a look at is…Notifications for sure J …The next I scrutinize is the box saying…”What’s on my mind?”… Then starts my extrication… Digging up mind on what happened in the whole day… Things so strong or may be strange… And the best of the lot takes up my status place… Our Brains are a big big store…acting as cache…keeping a lot stored in it (just the study material evaporates at the time we need it)… knowledge, emotions, smiles, sadness, etc all kept reserved in here… Sometimes I feel that the above question is so damn unfair… On our mind is so much… We have the past on our mind…some happenings gloomy and some gleeful…some thrilling and some down-hearted… We have the present on our mind…things to be done now… We have the future… “what next?” always trod in our thinking…We have emotions on our mind constantly… We have the devotion on our mind for the work we are here to do… There are people who stay on Facebook all the time...

Friendship is a matter of chance…we meet…we like…things trigger and it’s just done…never does it need any mahurat or any particular scene…n they are the ones which last forever… We were together in coaching classes but had never known each other…one evening accidentally both of us were waiting for someone to pick us up from there, we had a first talk…did high schooling together and became friends till the end…me and Priyanka… I joined “Orkut” in 2006…new to the social site, had least an idea about it…just then got few friend requests and added them…had talks with them…first on scraps and then on personal chat…learnt a lot about each other and realized that “yep, we can be great friends”...met in person and conceived that this bond will last for long…me and…ummm…Soham, Nahush and a few… I joined Sewagram…there was this fellow who worked there in some department…who lend me a helping hand saying, “need any help, let me know”…never used the privilege then…tried bluffing him through ...

Always it keeps striking me…what if I had become an engineer instead of a doctor??? There was a time I was almost sure about going for engineering in Computer Science…had always fancied carrying a folder on my shoulder and a drawing board in hand… But I swapped back to Medical…though given a chance still, I would love taking it as a course too…after MBBS ofcourse… Imagining how it would be to attend an engineering college…I have almost all my best buddies doing it…even my cousins…not a single doctor in my family…have been hearing a lot from them about their institution and life…I just put myself sometimes into their shoes and let me wander in their campus… We have these lectures to attend the whole day…at stretch sometimes…haven’t heard of an engineer doing so till date…perhaps that would be a relief…a heavenly feel…getting up late and just going for the practical classes…aha…awesome feeling…and after the practical sitting somewhere in the campus and chit-chatting rest of the time…...

A Student who faired out in exams…his mates say “Kismet buland hai yaar uski”. Another student who lost out on the exam front curses “Kismet hi kharab hai yaar” ‘Destiny’ aka ‘Fate’ aka ‘Kismet’…something which may be envisaged as fore-ordained by the Divine powers….something which beholds several meanings in lives of many…some trust it, some don’t…some believe it, some don’t…but it exists in every life…though as denial for some… For me…Destiny is luck…and I swear, Luck doesn’t work for me…to mock it off I usually give a famous proverb to all “Luck favors the Fool”…it has been only 10 times out of hundred that I have experienced this luck working…when a fresher, there was this day of result when I had seen many a students or even my friends gaining a seat into MBBS even with less marks n equally less hardwork…and it stroke my mind…was I to blame for it??? Or it was my luck to be blamed??? But optimism shone in my life then…which help me come to a conclusion that “Lord may be has ...

Now we all were in the normal stage…I got up early and then…woke up all…and further…all set we went to commence the sessions of the day…again…the first half…we understood few things but not all coz still we just knew few basics about the theme…we kept gazing at people just and taking 10% of what they told…lunch time…was a mixed reaction thing now…for we merry on getting time off…but were equally pissed off coz of the food…still…being the jolly 4…we din’t let the things go bad for us… Afternoon…a session on one my favorite thing…literature search…and a great deal learnt of it...new stuffs like Zotero and all came to light...indeed Vasu Ma'am can be considered to be a biggest literature search expert in India... But an evening lecture by an Australian doctor, journalist…real cliché of the day…the way he spoke…the way he conducted the talk…the inspiration he gave us…actually imprinted a mark of awareness in our minds which did become the talk for the rest of the day… When we wer...

Just got back from a pilgrim place after a day’s outing…and exhausted!!! But was shocked by an issue… Everyone loves GOD….everyone has a faith in GOD…n to show this credence is why we go to his feet…a pilgrim place…visit him n tell…yup…we trust you…for being there always…just besides me… But...today what I witnessed…shattered my belief… Luxury lovers…have found a way out even in worshipping the deity in an easy way…and the “Pundits”…messengers in their own accord…are capitalizing this… I met a Pundit who had his visiting card…with the name, address and contact number…you call him…tell him about your coming there…and about the ritual you wish to perform…he’ll arrange all…n even your stay plus food…and take surplus amounts of cash from you for this…from what I estimated…he earns more than 2000 a day…that’s more than a common middle class person’s salary…even there had been some kinda offer special for the festivals…and pamphlets printed to convey so…n this is not the case with on...

Being new to the place…we took time to get accustomed to getting up early for we had to be at the Scudder Auditorium at the daybreak…and to add to it…we are all nocturnal…so it was a big task for us…still I managed getting up somehow…and then waking all up…one by one…that day the registration was suppose to start at 7.30 in the morning…and we reached there at around 8.30 I guess; traversing a nice long route through the campus…we went to see no movements as such depicting that a conference was held there…funniest of all…we went to no other but PSM dept…now that was LOLZ…finally we reached the grand auditorium…and…there were no delegate IDs for us…on table 1…so we searched for them and finally got them on some other table…and entered… 1 st day…and no orientation…both worked synergistically to make us sit almost blank in the 1 st half of the day…we did nothing except looking at those big people whom our medical fraternity considers next to the holy God…the introduction by Dr.Prathap ...

Evening 8.10 p.m….a boy playing badminton…carefree about the future…as the train he was suppose to board on was late night…but then…came a call…screen beeping “Amrita”… saying…”Oye Goral nahi aa rahi”…call 2…”Swati” on waiting…on picking up says…”Uncle bhi nahi maan rahe”…and the final call…”Azhar tu Nagpur aa jaa”… Now this boy was as you all might have got is Azhar…the only guy who showed up some courage to accompany us i.e. myself (Goral), Swati and Amrita for the Vellore Voyage… Actually our train was scheduled to departure at 12.30 p.m. on 9 th January 2010…but following IST…it was almost 15 hours late…and since I was suppose to board from my hometown i.e. Nagpur…my dad decided on not letting me go alone in the train so late night…plus tickets were with me…and so for all the journey started at 4 a.m. on 10 th …but one…for Azhar it was 8.45 p.m. when he caught the bus for Nagpur…just to accompany me… And the true trip for the Symposium commenced on 10 th …when all of us were...

Come February…comes the month of love…coz 14 th of it marks the Valentine’s Day… Come August…comes the month of friendship…coz the 1 st Sunday marks the friendship day… I question…is there a need for any such particular day or time to tell our beloved that “I love you”??? And I answer…may be no…but yes…a “no” coz we don’t need an occasion for spilling our heart out…and a “yes” coz that gives an official chance to celebrate…our friendship…our love… 1 st August this year will be a toast to the companionship…and I here take the opportunity to thank and tell all my pals that they are just wonderful… People gel along easily…but all don’t get the much coveted title of “A friend”…few are those who win it…and minimal are those who keep it... Cruising through life…I made friends…all different yet similar…some like me…some unlike me…some heads…and some tails…but having a very peculiar common character…love for me…as I have for them… Early childhood…naïve about the thing…loved be...

Plagiarized from a friend’s status on Facebook…”Certain things are best when choreographed naturally”…so true n so genuine…and the best example for this…relation with parents… The day I was born, by default I got my parents…there was no option kept by the Almighty…as in choose between the people…but I guess He knows better who can be comfortable n taken care of by whom…and so this beautiful alliance is a gift to us at birth I guess… MOM n DAD…two best humans on this earth…most lovable n most adorable…every kid has a special place in their heart for these Angels of Solace…and I am no exception to this Golden Rule… They are the inspiration…the way they manage the home and the workplace both together and in sync is something to be looked upon at… They are the motivators…it’s for their sheer support n love that both of us…me n my Bro have been able to be on the road to our dreams… They are the instillers…putting up all good values into us…they have made us able to rise up in lif...

All those reading this might have guessed it to be something related to medicine stuff…well…NAH!! This is about an epidemic rather a pandemic (my medico friends know this jargons quite well) which swept off the whole World!!! The Football World Cup…started somewhere in the month of June…this fever escalated in every country of the World…a month long extravaganza had many effects during and after it… True admirers of football took all pains just to enjoy those 90 mins…my pals faced “n” numbers of problems…firstly the worth-watch matches were at night 12…the next, we had our term papers in midst of the tournament…3 rd , lectures to be attended…4 th , overlapping of many other big events with it…and last, unavailability of TV or ESPN…but…nothing could stop the dutiful fans…even on the exam day, Brazil match din’t go unattended…n for me…though having no ESPN on the Mess TV, used internet just to keep track with the scores and see the important highlights of the match… Many consequenc...

July 2009… It has been an year of my dear dear Grandma’s departure to the abode of GOD…and I m missing her since day 1… I had been with her since my birth…and have always experienced her as a power packed personality I must say… Let me tell you friends…she, I believe, was ahead of her times…times when parents never sent their girls to schools, she studied…times when single mothers couldn’t manage households, she did it with the best upbringing of her kids…times when love marriages where considered not that good, she allowed two successful wedlock in the family…such was her strong, exuberant persona…I bet it’s coz of her we are with the time at least… On a personal note…I shared a mixed relation with her…some real sweet memories down the lane…I always had kinda small clashes with her…the most annoying thing which she did was watching those daily soaps…and then I played my part of making remarks on each character and the series…which in turn annoyed her…bingo!!!...and the most lovi...

I have exams every six months…and the period just prior to it is awful for all the normal students like “me”… At the start of the semester, I am always relaxed and chillaxed thinking “Exams khatam…chalo kuch din books ki shakal bhi nahi dekhna hai….yippeee…” but this wonderful ecstatic feeling doesn’t stay for long…i.e. this period ends in whiskers…and again exams are back…and with a bang for sure…banging my head…and then those merry words change to “Yaar abhi to exam khatam hui thi….fir se????” Overcoming the inertia somehow, I start dating my subject books (that almost gives the feeling to me)…n trust me these dates are horrible at the start…getting acquainted with the study thing after a long long gap (which actually seems short) is very distressing… After few sessions of knowing each other…we get accustomed to spend more and more time with each other though the emotions are still hard…and as the exams near…as if it’s time to get committed…I start showing the love for each of ...

Back in Sewagram…I was so exhausted…of all the heat and the routine college times…every 6 months I need a break from the monotonous life I have…and then a city which changes lives of many…did provide me that much needed change…hence…Mumbai is not just that…but M “UMMM” BAI from now on for me… Since I couldn’t go to MEDICON this time…I had to get out of Vidarbha…coz that’s the one place I keep going to and fro (Of course I love it) …Nagpur-Sewagram-Nagpur…still had to go on a new route…and then Mumbai is that one safe route for me…easy and approachable…importantly…I knew dad will send me there…so decided on coming here…and indeed…barring the journey of the start…all the trip has been just UMMMM!!! (I mean that to be lovely)… Though I have been to Mumbai many a times…this was different…I am always accompanied by someone…but this time I was all alone…traversing this big city alone…plus to add on…I also went to Pune…and that was one city I had never been to…so kinda adventurous outing...

For parents…childbirth is one of the most divine interventions…and indeed, it is the boon to humanity…the happiness beaming on the faces of the family people…is so genuine and true… In this ongoing happy streak…there are numerous events which make the family atmosphere festive…and the most important of them all is “THE NAMING CEREMONY” of the kid…of course he/she should be named…to be known to the world…and here all the relatives start pouring through numerous books, some technos going through internet…all for a cause…to get a unique and best name for the child…so that his/her name is inimitable…and many a peers are successful in getting that particular maiden name… Just like mine….GORAL…I bet many a people might not have even heard of my name…to tell you all…my name means “Very Dear To All”…and as my name goes…I am really dear to many…my family as well as friends… Having a different name is fun actually…no one around shares your name…few months back when I searched for my name o...

Watching those mushy, romantic movies, I always start fabricating my life the same way…I start day dreaming…thinking of my life going the same way…the Shangri- La way…in perfect bliss… But is it true in real life??? A question crops up after the euphoria of the movies evaporates…well…”reel” life turns “real” only for few lucky ones…or I must say…very few…I have never seen such happy life images in my memory…in typical hindi movie romance…the guy is poor n the gal rich…and both have societal barriers…there’s no other combination existent…but in real life…everything is possible…in English flicks…there’s everything in a fairy-tale mode…a beautiful romance…2 wonderful humans deeply in love…either having the best of lives or the worst… Movies show us only some aspects of the originality…and originality for that matter is…much diverse and quite practical…”reel” life displays fiction…is it really possible just 2 move around with your gf/bf and still make living???…in “real” life it’s not...