Umm...Ok hi...its been a long time and I guess am a bit rusty...so please bear with me here
Life's been anything but dull the past 4 years I haven't been on here...
It's been a whirlwind actually...Residency and all...
Yea so I am into my final year of MD now...
Lots of beginnings, lots of new things, lots of anticipation and excitement and wonder...
I have been awed
And I have been humbled
Yea, we human beings are amazing creatures...
We never fail to amaze and scare ourselves.
We are capable of extraordinary courage, of superhuman effort, of supreme sacrifices, of unspeakable hatred, of unfathomable despair, of unconditional divine pure love.
Just when you think u have seen it all...something flickers in the horizon
A new experience
A new story to tell...
And what two people make of the same occurrences is again a story for yet another day...
But today I intend to talk of beginnings...
Somehow I think remembering them is important
So you know what you intended to achieve when you set out.
I have lost some of them... the beginnings
The excitement...the tingling in the pit of your stomach
I don't quite remember how I felt the first time I made an incision
Well not exactly.
But I remember not being afraid.
I remember being quite sure of myself actually.
I felt like I was born for it... that I could do it and I remember being determined not to fail.
I now know how cocky I must have been.
Because sometimes things are just too big for you...sometimes they overwhelm you
Sometimes even your best is not good enough.
Fear they say is a good thing.
If you are not afraid of anything then you have nothing to lose.
It means you have already lost it all.
These days I really don't notice the time of incision anymore.
There are no trumpets that blows in my mind.
Most of it is routine.
Blood never did scare me you see.
But I am not as cocky as I used to be...
'Coz now I know how much can go wrong
How much does infact hang on the line.
Am I scared?
Yes, sometimes I am terrified.
Beginnings never scared me before.
But strangely now they do...exactly when you'd think they wouldn't.
God complexes?!
You say that's a bad thing?
Surgeons are arrogant SOBs who think they can do it all???
Answer me this...
How many of you are willing to go under the knife held by someone who doesn't believe he can save the day?
Arrogance?
I don't know...maybe?
But cowering in the corner never did get anybody very far did it now?
Life's been anything but dull the past 4 years I haven't been on here...
It's been a whirlwind actually...Residency and all...
Yea so I am into my final year of MD now...
Lots of beginnings, lots of new things, lots of anticipation and excitement and wonder...
I have been awed
And I have been humbled
Yea, we human beings are amazing creatures...
We never fail to amaze and scare ourselves.
We are capable of extraordinary courage, of superhuman effort, of supreme sacrifices, of unspeakable hatred, of unfathomable despair, of unconditional divine pure love.
Just when you think u have seen it all...something flickers in the horizon
A new experience
A new story to tell...
And what two people make of the same occurrences is again a story for yet another day...
But today I intend to talk of beginnings...
Somehow I think remembering them is important
So you know what you intended to achieve when you set out.
I have lost some of them... the beginnings
The excitement...the tingling in the pit of your stomach
I don't quite remember how I felt the first time I made an incision
Well not exactly.
But I remember not being afraid.
I remember being quite sure of myself actually.
I felt like I was born for it... that I could do it and I remember being determined not to fail.
I now know how cocky I must have been.
Because sometimes things are just too big for you...sometimes they overwhelm you
Sometimes even your best is not good enough.
Fear they say is a good thing.
If you are not afraid of anything then you have nothing to lose.
It means you have already lost it all.
These days I really don't notice the time of incision anymore.
There are no trumpets that blows in my mind.
Most of it is routine.
Blood never did scare me you see.
But I am not as cocky as I used to be...
'Coz now I know how much can go wrong
How much does infact hang on the line.
Am I scared?
Yes, sometimes I am terrified.
Beginnings never scared me before.
But strangely now they do...exactly when you'd think they wouldn't.
God complexes?!
You say that's a bad thing?
Surgeons are arrogant SOBs who think they can do it all???
Answer me this...
How many of you are willing to go under the knife held by someone who doesn't believe he can save the day?
Arrogance?
I don't know...maybe?
But cowering in the corner never did get anybody very far did it now?
