Its 08:12 in the morning, I am in my office and have commenced working. An hour and a half of job and then I will head to my classes. Got a quiz today so read for it till late last night and will study some more in between the classes. Yes, that is me- 'Prabhjot Singh'.
Like most of my friends from medical college even I fail to recognise this guy that I have become. Is it just me or is it USA. I still remember, in medical college I used to barely get up by 8 am, got ready in a record time and drove rashly to get in by the 8:30 am deadline (+- 30 minutes, always + though) inside the ward. Forget breakfast or waking up, still yawning I used to enter the ward and would then sleep through the rotations for the next three hours. Now I get up at 6 am to catch that extra hour to read or get ont to the net and follow some news and by 7 I am getting ready. Not only do I make sure that I have a heavy breakfast but I also manage to pack my lunch too. By quarter to 8 I am out on the street waiting patiently for the bus. Back from my school I sit up and read, complete my homework days in advance rather than waitng for that last hour. I rarely remember when I was able to complete all those 20 histories I was supposed to write in each ward by then end of the rotation. I still remember giving surgery histories in medicine just to complete the number.
What has come over me is beyond me, where is that rash, care hoots about the world, carefree me? Is it my age or this place? A much saner, organised and 'worrying to death' me, who tends to sleep by 11 and gets up at 6.
I think americanism has caught me on the wrong step.
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