The life cycle of doctors before we are ready to fly to the outer world from our cocoon of struggle , frustration and boredom comprises of the following 5 stages :-
1) Slogging at the hospital
2) Studying in the lecture hall or clinic room
3) Eating anywhere from canteen to roadside food or bananas in ward
4) Sitting and wasting time in the Library
5) Sleeping (we are a veteran at those)
Even if we wish to customize our qualifications to post graduation or super specialization, the 5 stages remain the same year after year for all medicos. Apart from the medical knowledge, a skill we all develop over the sleep deprived years is the tendency to sleep anywhere, and in any position…in lectures, practicals, dissection room, Operation theaters, casualty, the air conditioned library…you name it and there would be someone to set an example…. from the ability to sleep while standing holding the handle in a jam packed local train, to sleeping on a series of benches put together  in the clinic room…. from sleeping on card boards of cartons brought by mamas in casualty to the comfortable infected beds  in the Emergency medical services…. we have done it all…. but nothing comes close to sleeping in the air conditioned library next to friends/ girlfriends asking the unknown junior sitting in front to wake you up after 15-30 minutes…the heaven for most hostelites where they complete most part of their sleep due to the lack of sleep in the sweaty mosquito infested hostels. The library also serves as the favorite tourist destination for most college couples who pretend to be sitting and studying for hours giving a false impression to parents about how hardworking their child is. The following is a description of just another routine day in the college library and I have tried my best to bring out humor in it too. 
Librabry ke kone mein, (Khopcha in mumbaiya language)
Chipa baitha tha Ek couple,
Fuut rahe the mann mein unke,
Pyar ki ummedon ke bubble.
Kitabon ke piche done ke beech,
Jab chal raha tha Nain Matakka,
Tabhi wahan boyfriend ka achanak,
Ek boring dost aa tapka.
Bola, “Meri Phatti padi hai,
Tera kitna hua, main raat bhar padha”,
Boyfriend bola, “Saale, bass hone hee wala tha, (pun intended)
Tu kyun sir par ho gaya khada ?
Lecture bunk karke toh ,
Ab hai time humein mila,
Romance yahan ho raha tha,
Pakane ko main hi tujhe mila ? “
Idhar dost ka muh latka,
Udhar pyar ke mood ki bali hui,
Aur phir ‘nakchadi’ girlfriend bhi,
Gusse mein jane ko khadi hui.

“Bhad mein jao dono”, bola boyfriend,
Romance ka mood hi khatam ho gaya,
Phir sir apna rakhke ussi table par,
Gehri chain ki neend woh so gaya…



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An Emergency Physician by profession; writer, musician, entrepreneur, sportsman and a poet by passion, Dr. Mohit Garg is currently working as Sr. Consultant & Head of the Accident & Emergency department at Gleneagles Hospital, Mumbai. Apart from his zeal to write, he is also passionate about academics and is involved in teaching activities to young doctors, nurses and other health care professionals. This website is a source through which he fulfils his talent to write, and also to bring about a social change for society & the medical fraternity.


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