First few weeks at AIIMS.
It was not easy to cover up everything in a month and be ready for the toughest exam of my life (the first of its kind) especially after relaxing at home for nearly 9 months.
I joined AIIMS on 7th September, 2007. If i had been a little late, i would have been more lucky as my first mid -semester exam would have been exempted, but unfortunately i happed to be too excited to leave home early for further studies.
The first day at college was a rather unusual one. I was introduced to my neighbour, Nizic (name changed) by my senior. I followed Nizic, where ever he would go, until i totally got pissed off with where he was taking me; into the class again !!!
The Day was Friday and Friday is a day where we have classes of all the subjects and addition to that a Physiology seminar. My dad insisted me to wear a shirt and black formal pants with black shoes.
As far as i remember that was not the first time i was wearing a shirt. The last time i had worn was when i was around 13 yr old. I was new to the class and the shirt was new to me.
But who cares ? The only thing i knew in that first class was ACTIN and MYOSIN ; some stupid proteins of muscles. Everything revolved around these two words, even the seminar but these two topics never ended. Believe me Actin and Myosin are more than just what we study in class 12 biology.
During the seminar, i followed my class mates and reached the seminar room in the Physiology Dept. When the seminar got over, i had to stay back to talk to the professor. it took me a while to finish talking and by that time all of my mates had already left. I was all alone in front of the seminar, didn't know where to go and which way will take me back to my sweet room.
After wandering in the corridors for a while, i figured out the way myself and went back to my room just to lie my dad that the first class was very interesting. Believe me, many people say the first few days during MBBS is an adventure,.. i say the entire life of a MBBS student is an adventure..you never know what happens next.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
CRAZY ACTORS, FUNNY DIRECTORS
Video of: November, 2007 (1st semester MBBS)
Many of those memorable things i did, when i was in first year, was with this buddy.
Like this video for example. We had never thought it would one day be uploaded in facebook, youtube, and in this blog.
In fact, I don't even remember how it all got started. Three of us were trying to finish a bottle of pineapple flavoured imported Rum in his room and listening to the song NUMB by Linkin Park. Some how in the midst of the party we noticed his ex-laptop happened to have a webcam fixed. We thought, why not act it out !!
I don't remember why on this world, i was carrying a remote with the loose battery cover and my buddy a carpet-brush. The best scene in this video: hum ! My buddy holding his shoes (when the song says, "walking in your shoes") and the time the cigarette did not come out of his nose when he tries to blow.
The next day when i woke up, this video was already ready to be uploaded. I still like this video and miss this moment.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Revealing the secret behind this Billion $ picture
Some pictures speak more than 1000 words where as some other picture are speechless. This is one of those picture which remained silent in the backyards of facebook albums for months until MBBS TIMES hunted it down. We just found it got some last words to say before its decay.
You can see Mr. Keshav (the one not knowing which finger to show) and his best buddy having a time of their life. They had no idea this picture would even be taken and blogged in this International journal.
Through thorough inquiry and questioning and adding logistic reasoning to their memory, and examining the rigor mortis, it was found out that this picture was taken at around 1am in the morning. We clearly do not know what they were trying to do, but our experts says, " they might be counting the stars, or monkey gazing as monkey at AIIMS is not an uncommon thing.. ". But why were they monkey gazing at this hour of the night? and why just this particular day? At this Hour we have millions of questions unanswered, but the most mysterious of them is: What triggered them? How this this crazy idea start ? What were their plans?
The next time you log into this blog, we will assure you, our experts would already be ready with their answers.
MBBS TIMES
Delhi
You can see Mr. Keshav (the one not knowing which finger to show) and his best buddy having a time of their life. They had no idea this picture would even be taken and blogged in this International journal.
Through thorough inquiry and questioning and adding logistic reasoning to their memory, and examining the rigor mortis, it was found out that this picture was taken at around 1am in the morning. We clearly do not know what they were trying to do, but our experts says, " they might be counting the stars, or monkey gazing as monkey at AIIMS is not an uncommon thing.. ". But why were they monkey gazing at this hour of the night? and why just this particular day? At this Hour we have millions of questions unanswered, but the most mysterious of them is: What triggered them? How this this crazy idea start ? What were their plans?
The next time you log into this blog, we will assure you, our experts would already be ready with their answers.
MBBS TIMES
Delhi
Sunday, July 11, 2010
'Keshav' even before i reached !
I was already at AIIMS hostel, temporarily living in my seniors room thinking about the college and the beautiful campus and the too cool Delhi City...But even before i entered the gates of AIIMS, i noticed a security guard with my name on his shirt pocket. At first I thought it was his name. Later i saw some more guards had the same; then i thought... nothing. It was later that day i noticed my name was the company they were from.
I don't know how many of my friends observed it but it was embarrassing, especially when my Bhutanese friends took out that topic. After 1.5 yr. KESHAV guards were replaced by PRE-HARI. That is where exactly i got an opportunity to take revenge against one of my friend.
I don't know how many of my friends observed it but it was embarrassing, especially when my Bhutanese friends took out that topic. After 1.5 yr. KESHAV guards were replaced by PRE-HARI. That is where exactly i got an opportunity to take revenge against one of my friend.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Train to Med School
With excitation of getting into AIIMS, i left home with a wide smile. I didn't know much about the reputation of AIIMS in India until some senior Doctors told me about it. I was never more happy.
The feeling of becoming a Doctor, and the feeling that one day i will be wearing a white coat with a snake hanging around on my neck swept me away.
It was Rajdhani Express for the first time, and no sooner we reached the train station at NJP, we heard Rajdhani will be 12 hrs late. Three of us, my dad, my friend Sonam (name changed) and myself shifted to an inferior train North East Super Fast Express. By its name we thought it will reach us in superfast time but that was not the case. We reached delhi 12 hrs late.
In the train, Sonam told me things that he heard from some of his teachers in his school. They told him that eunuch will come at night and they will ask for money, and if we don't give them, they will open their clothes and do many thing with us. Those days to see a eunuch was the greatest excitement for me, as i had never seen in my real life. I am still confused why they wear sarie and not dhoti in India?
That same night, when we all were fast asleep, some one was pinching my leg. I could also hear some voice but i was not sure if it was real. It was a AC train, so we had quite a luxury journey and expecting a eunuch in the train was totally not in my list. I put on the lights and Holy Shit! there was a eunuch, looking at me and pinching my leg. I freaked out. I kicked him/her. Then only he left. That was only un-holy thing that happened to me which totally freaked met out.
I always thought, train journey would be interesting as there would be people to talk to and friends and the comfortable bed-like-seat. To be frank the first time i traveled in a train, it was fun. Subsequently it started becoming boring. Now the name of a train makes me think of the never ending journey. After all who would have ever thought i would visit home at least 4 times a year.
The feeling of becoming a Doctor, and the feeling that one day i will be wearing a white coat with a snake hanging around on my neck swept me away.
It was Rajdhani Express for the first time, and no sooner we reached the train station at NJP, we heard Rajdhani will be 12 hrs late. Three of us, my dad, my friend Sonam (name changed) and myself shifted to an inferior train North East Super Fast Express. By its name we thought it will reach us in superfast time but that was not the case. We reached delhi 12 hrs late.
In the train, Sonam told me things that he heard from some of his teachers in his school. They told him that eunuch will come at night and they will ask for money, and if we don't give them, they will open their clothes and do many thing with us. Those days to see a eunuch was the greatest excitement for me, as i had never seen in my real life. I am still confused why they wear sarie and not dhoti in India?
That same night, when we all were fast asleep, some one was pinching my leg. I could also hear some voice but i was not sure if it was real. It was a AC train, so we had quite a luxury journey and expecting a eunuch in the train was totally not in my list. I put on the lights and Holy Shit! there was a eunuch, looking at me and pinching my leg. I freaked out. I kicked him/her. Then only he left. That was only un-holy thing that happened to me which totally freaked met out.
I always thought, train journey would be interesting as there would be people to talk to and friends and the comfortable bed-like-seat. To be frank the first time i traveled in a train, it was fun. Subsequently it started becoming boring. Now the name of a train makes me think of the never ending journey. After all who would have ever thought i would visit home at least 4 times a year.
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