the muct needed escape

As our internship comes to a flag end of the tenure, we wanted to do something, wanted to go somewhere just to escape the daily work and the stress, the opportunity rightly came when we were posted in comm. Med, in shringeri, its a small hamlet which of course now has grown into a town in the heart of the malnad or the ghaty hilly region of Karnataka, the journey from the all sweat and humid mangalore to this place itself is rejuvenating, its like a natural a/c, well for a change you ll feel a sense of utopia.
With all the natural surroundings around we can surely leave the thoughts of the city behind back to where it belongs.
Its so nice to once again experience sheer joy of nothingness but everything is sense, feels like being a child once over again, the chirps of the birds, the cool mountain air, and absolutely noiseless surroundings, its a halcyon(peaceful) times which brings into force the most calm feeling which is always here to stay.

reflections

What is this life with all its mysteries? Can we decipher it really? They say past is the key to the future, what does it mean? Do they think, the experiences learnt from the past makes us any wiser?
If yes, can we rule out serendipity? Is it possible that the old actions were overcome by pure luck and nothing else? If given the same scenario, minus the luck, will it result in the same manner only cause we are much conditioned to accept and think about the different ways to things done?
On the lookout for the future in the bleak horizon are we spending our present in a state of difficult turmoil of sorts, or is it that man and his mind are fidgety from the beginning of time? That it cannot decide between the present or future?
Is it precarious ways of Gods to make us or put us in these situations? No matter anything we bring upon ourselves we blame God, well if they didn’t have enough in their hands already.
I despise those sagacious sages, they seem to know everything, still they live in a state of recluse, far away from all troubled souls, why are the afraid to share wisdom? Are they afraid they will turn to the world again, to sink in its melancholic ways?All these questions has a bearing, a burden, which increases all the days go by, only thing which lightens it is the burden of knowledge which the more we assimilate, the more elated one feels.

reminscense

On a hot day of internship in community med, finishing off the day’s work and resting my tired legs and mind, went into a slumber, of course got up in the course of time to realise the works pending, went on with it but into the evening went out for a walk, to find these guys flying kites on the terrace, my childhood just sprang up again, what is it to feel like a child again? What is to find that small chunk of happiness coming back when we r consumed by the worldly matters?
All it took is five minutes just to feel that innocent happiness which we lock away in this mind to release and sense of gratitude for the time it gave me to feel young at heart more so with its beauty couldn’t help but wonder the laugh, the serenity the pleasure in a thing like a kite, a harmless thing of paper thread and glue, but with the help of wind, its powers unfold, it flies away into that abstract emptiness with us rooted onto the ground, looking upon us in that quite strange manner , swaying to the songs of the breeze.Its a moment of rapture in itself, to feel in sound with the nature and its beauty to captivate, it sure was a stress buster of a wonderful sort.

interning as an experience.

It was another day i the calender of the intern life, to face all the daily odds at the hospital.
I had switched my duties with a fellow intern which put me in the labour theatre(in simple words where the life is born), i had a night shift to make things little complicated, a man who worships 8 hr sleep this was like a curse, but since i was there i would better face up to it.
Must say it wasnt a very smooth environs to work in, matter is no place is congenial unless v make it so, but the joy of seeing a new bundle of joy seeing the light is beautiful in itself, the love which the mother feels 4 her new born is still heartening...

just woke up..

Watch the clock
You can never see
If your mind is blinded
And your heart is closed
Open the roads of oblivion
But lay the gates to memories

Grass is green but is also fiver
Burn them to a new high
Scale the walls of stone
To reach the house in wax
Fire up the torch of imagination
Watch it glide away in the wind

Turn up in your bed twisting and turning
Are you a veggie or a vegan
It doesn’t really matter

Pinch your self see if u r alive
If u r then
Welcome to our world..

one phase complete

after 4 years of struggle and stress the under graduate times have finally ended yesterday... with the calmness of the placid lake i took this in my heart... went out 2 party... now v r responsible kids ... who r responsible 4 others lives.... yes finally i can say i m proud to b a doctor :-)