I would never be friends with me. How some of the first few friends tolerated my unpleasantness is beyond me. Little did I know that this attitude of mine was soon to be put to test and that my next three years would be...
or like I say now: 'I would never wish upon any of my enemies the terrible times I have faced at this medical college.'
I hated most of the Professors and teachers here in this medical college. I found them to be rude, demeaning and highly narcissistic; most of them were sadists, including the principle.
I seriously, in all honesty felt stuck, like the baby that gets stuck in a condition called shoulder dystocia. It is an extremely dangerous and painful condition and most of the time, the baby expires.
'Na idhar ki na udhar ki', as Pakistanis would say.
One of my very close friends would call these difficulties that I faced, "desirable difficulties".
YEAH, EFFIN', RIGHT!
I am 100 percent sure, no actually, one million percent sure that I did NOT desire these difficulties. Nuh-uh!
But my dear friend shook her wise head and said, 'desirable difficulties are the kind of difficulties that you would never want to face in your life, yet they are important in order to shape you into a stronger, better person, to bring out all those sides in you that will help you conquer this eccentric phenomenon that we know as life.
(If you want to read more about it: read Malcolm Gladwell's book 'David and Goliath'.)
Anyone who wishes to enter into this mayhem we call medicine, please know that the aforementioned wise words (indeed) will need to be kept in mind most of the time. The words are bound to escape a forgetful mind like mine but they are true nonetheless and have acted kind of like an anchor whenever I felt like I might be having a myocardial infarction or a sad attack of an absent seizure.
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