Getting back to blogging

I started this blog way back in 2008, just before i turned 15, a weirdo teenager with so many dreams out of which being a psychiatrist was the lone dream that materialised. From wanting to be a child psychiatrist before joining MBBS itself, and developing an inclination towards handling elderly, i grew up.

The last Blog post from 2022, i thought i'd never leave my city. Just an year later in july 2023, i finally managed to join NIMHANS for my DM journey in Geriatric Psychiatry. 2 years later, here I am, about to enter my final year as a Senior Resident (hopefully).

Will try to post regularly henceforth, may be use this blog to remind myself to never stop dreaming

Twenty five years in Hyderabad

Towards the end of june 1997

I was told we were moving to Hyderabad as my father got transferred. Just a month before that was my 4th birthday and i was already quite talkative. I was just getting to know things and i knew we lived in Delhi and the idea of moving away didn't sit well with me. I don't really remember the details, but i vaguely remember my last day in Delhi. The city i thought was my home.

We got our dinner packed from andhra bhavan (i think that's what it is called) and we had it and then started off the next day to Hyderabad. I, my mother and my sister were the first to arrive at Hyderabad and we stayed at my mother's aunt's place for a while until my parents found a place to stay and our stuff arrived from delhi. 

Again, i vaguely remember i was put in a school - Priyadarshini public school (it doesn't exist now😜) near the house we rented and thus began my journey in this city.. Technically that was the first time i stepped out of my home and from the surveillance of my mother 😜

Apparently i knew too much to be in Lower Kindergarten but i was young for Upper Kindergarten(UKG) but my parents somehow convinced the principal to put me in UKG saying they could demote me if i wasn't coping with their "curriculum" (what curriculum in KG one may ask!) 

It was fun being at school. A lot of kids  spoke urdu and since i knew little bit of Hindi it was fine. 

A lot of firsts happened that year. Like my first mono action / role play for which i won a prize, the first prize i won, the first school picnic.. i remember repeating the names of places in the same order - Golconda fort, Qutub Shahi tombs and Public gardens to every other person that visited us. Few months later we were taken to the zoo and i vaguely remember participating in a rhymes competition for which i had to wear a frilled frock 😂😂. 

Also got the first scar on my face as i ran into few senior boys playing with a glass bottle or something and that year i stood first in class (😂).  I had moved out of this school after a relative suggested another school which had a lot of extracurricular activities and thus ended my journey in my first school.

 I had two friends here and i knew the names of all the kids in my class and would engage myself in imaginative play (realised it during MD), holding a toy phone in one hand and inviting them. (How imaginative play and conversations with myself became instrumental in introspection is a story for another day).

From someone who didn't really like the idea of moving to a place which was not "delhi" i was getting used to Hyderabad. 

25 years later, i cannot think of moving out of this city and i cannot imagine how life would have been if my father hadn't decided on moving to a telugu state in 1997. 

Its a fact !

                                                      When everything is fine, no one bothers about what is happening next to them.You go and share your happiness or anything with them they're least bothered or seem to be. But when you are ill and not in a  position to do what you usually do or take a leave it actually matters to those who normally ignored you.
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                                                      You start getting GET WELL SOON messages, some people who always fight with you actually ring up and ask about your health, people miss you or say so..'
You get elated and wish you go back soon and join them. Once you are fine you go back to college.
you'll be surprised to notice that nothing had changed after all.. Same cold smiles, same fake wishes everything's same.People give a look indicating "Why did she come back so soon ?"
You're puzzled.
                                                      Firstly, you missed so much in academics and now this kind of treatnent would make you sick again.It had always happend with me and anticipating the same kind of thing again im still eagerly waiting to go back... hoping for a change again .. :)

But for those who've never experienced this kind of a thing it would seem appaling ......



Another day in memories ...

On 15th  of march 2012  we a group of NSS volunteers attended a special camp at Chandanpally, Nalgonda.It was organised by our college and Lion's club members helped in gathering the community at one place.

Deworming day was also observed on the same day.

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We started at 9:30 AM by bus and reached the place by 11. We were cordially received by the people there.After inauguration we split into three groups.One group stayed back at the health camp and helped the interns.They had an opportunity to interact with the old people who came there . They helped them understand the prescriptions given to them and also took them to our professors if they had doubts about  further referral.

The other two groups set off to an Anganwadi nearby. We interacted with the children there taught them simple things like handwash etc. There we learnt about variou services provided at anganwadi for antenatal women and children below 5 years from a teacher.

We were then accompanied by the Accredited Social Health Activist (ASHA) and ANM nurse in our door to door health campaign.
We  then met a few antenatal and postnatal women at their respective houses and interacted with them.We asked them about practises of antenatal and postnatal prevalent in that place and tried them educating about certain things like breast feeding, Growthchart, nutriton during pregnancy with the help of charts and models we took along with them.

We came across a woman with 9months gestation suffering from chicken pox.Sir explained her about hygeine during this illness and also we were told about what care is to be taken in such cases.
We then returned back to the main camp and were provided lunch by the lion's club members. We are grateful for their hospitality.

Now coming to my personal experiences I learnt a lot at this camp.I am actually very bad at interaction looking at my friends and how they spoke to people even I could make an attempt to talk with them.
It was altogether an exciting and educative experience and Iam happy to have been a part of it. I'd remember this forever in  my life as this was the first camp i attended and it brought a sort of change in me and my attitude towards people

THANKS NSS and THANKS to my COLLEGE...............

pathology

  " Morbid by nature...
    Mortality the result..
    Makes you the best
    And you nurture my future"

  " Artistic your approach
     Majestic you are !
    Testing my patience
      You take me too far "

  " You make me think
    You make me cry !
     But I know
    You'd help me in life..."

  "People call you a teacher
    And you've confided
  Many things in you
     That make me read "

I wish you'd make me
Different from others
So that I serve the mankind
With compassion and Care ...

   "Don't think i flatter you
     Its true I swear
    That you are my saviour
     Throughout my way "
I dedicate this to pathology which is the most important of all the subjects this year !!! 

Pigeons spoil my vacation...

Everyday i wake up not because of my alarm but because of those cement colored aves that shiver to cold. 

These birds have been torturing me ever since there came up new buildings in my locality. I agree they had no other option as they were deprived of their homes "TREES" but still people who cut trees didn't think how irritating pigeons would prove themselves to the inhabitants of those APARTMENTS !

One day a woman had to switch on her washing machine but to her horror she heard a painful sound as soon as she put it on. That was crackling of an egg (since hatching is not appropriate here) and a baby pigeon came out it died may be due tothe sudden pressure of electricity .. and they got it removed.. That lady didn't know how and where it came from .. since then she got her balcony walls meshed and thus prevented further damage..

This problem has become common these days as trees are being cut and birds are denied of their homes but on the other side increasing human population has no place to reside .But ... if these birds are shown an alternative to stay it will be a help to people as well as birds ...

Finally Holidays end...

Finally .. the D day came and my results were announced unexpectedly. As was the date was my result.I expected to just pass.. but to my surprise i got a distinction but the killer website was not opening due to a bad server. I couldn't sleep that night and was in front of the computer till my eyes began drooping. 

After 12'o clock in the night i was unable wait further and lay down for a while. Suddenly mom came and woke me up and told my marks...but when i came to see the screen myself there was already a message "PAGE CANNOT BE DISPLAYED" unable to react i entered my roll no. again.. According to my browser.. the page i wanted was loading..loading..loading... loading... loading for another half-an-hour.. finally the message was "PAGE CANNOT BE DISPLAYED" i tried again and again but in vain. Even that day i could not sleep properly. 

This sleeplessness continued till yesterday when my mom could actually find my marks and show me early in the morning . After i knew my score and saw it with my own eyes i could sleep happily forgetting all the stress and pain i took before the exam....

But one thing i could discover is the worst website ever is the website with our results.. :-p