It all started just a couple of weeks ago when I passed my final year MBBS after full five years of too much hard work.  It was hark work even by doctors standards who usually consider two 24 hours duty in a week in addition to routine 8 hour daily work just a routine. Being an intern is the first full and pure clinical exposure you get in an MBBS degree. You get to start implementing all the knowledge, methods and teaching one acquires during the five years of the course. You are supervised of course by your immediate seniors like post graduates who are inturn guided by the medical faculty. While learning the hard  and emotionally  complicated things I am about to get in my future life it makes me ponder about certain things. The most important among all those is the faith people repose on us. I might not be wrong when I say next to God whom people directly ask for the blessing called health are we the doctors. This reminds me of the tremendous responsibilities  my young shoulders have to support. Sincerity, patience and justice are definitely my tools for lifetime. In delivering my services I shall have the utmost faith in God. Indeed, it is not the long queues outside a clinic, fee running in hundreds  or a name to envy for but our lord that is to be kept in mind. He is the one who keeps a constant vigil on you day and night. He has chosen you for this extremely prophetic profession. What next strikes me is the role of seniors in shaping my future medical profession. As I earlier mentioned post graduate doctors have a direct influence over me. Just  tuning me both coarse and fine at every step I shall always remain thankful to them. The amount of work they do is simply beyond imagination. After working for more than 24 hours (about 30) on the trot what they get is a mere period of 2 hours as a compensation known as night off.  I sometimes feel pity and wonder how much less they are paid for it.
As I write this I am sitting alone at 3 am waiting for the needy patients in emergency room. I know  people will criticise about it but let me tell you it is a real tough job  to keep your eyes wide open and concentrate when this is 17th hour of your duty and yet a plenty of hours to be waiting for the patients. At this part of the day rather night only one or two patients come in half an hour or so and I utilise this time in just sharing my experience with you. But what  actually keeps me awake is the constant urge that I  and other doctors like me have that if a patient from a far off place comes, he should at least get whatever is in my hands and I don't find any other reason than the sincere love for humanity for it. If it were for mere money or some administrative pressure I know neither it is going to fetch me money (being an intern)  nor any dictating officer is going to bother at 3 am about getting up from his luxurious bed and enquire about me.  Things like this definitely make me feel proud about myself and my profession and I certainly believe that we doctors do far more and far better work  than most of the people in other professions. I definitely am not looking down at other professions  but I wonder if any body else other than police and allied forces do as much and if so I sincerely want to know.

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