Its been long to me, silence had reoccured again and again and not knowing when to hault it, I continued to remain in hide with my own self.
I am grown up now in medicine college, besides listening, writing and reading which most medico do. I have been silent. Its like medicine has taken from me what I had earlier, liveliness, smile, laughter and induced me with shame, worry, hatred towards it.
My admission in a medical college was purely to satisfying my parents dreams of being a doctor what I wanted to be I never knew at all. I scored less in semesters, failed almost all practicals, I retained myself from throwing out in the public. I never understood the mentality of a being in the making of a doctor. Few years, down the line, I wonder how would be my scenario in my daily life, whether I would be happy practitioner or miserable medical student?
My life surprisingly had lots of things going on and I wished that it had ended long back in time.
I wished I was friendly, open enough more than just an introvert.
I get bullied at college and at home for my academics achievements.
I do believe there are students like me who wished to be on the success roll and would love to be infront of everyone and succeed in the future.
I am silent, dark human who woudn't care enough to look through various things and submit love to each and every patient believed to be.
I am JUST A DOCTOR.
