I’ve seen so much of the distasteful face of the ‘noble’ medical profession that it has finally dawned on me: all that nobility is completely fictitious today. The only thing that is real is my passion, and I cannot afford to get it scathed.
(The article wishes to capture the voice of all those MBBS interns who can relate to it, and not just of the author’s.) Dear one and all, There are times in life when the best thing you can do is set free your long stifled mind and let out the truth — times when you understand that there are places where you have to drop all the euphemism, erudition and sophistication from your language because they happen to dampen the vigour of reality. What you speak in this frame of mind comes with effortless beauty, freed from pressure, hesitation and pretence — since this time, you gather the balls to say things few of your coevals would even dare to roam…
