Obviously postcall!

 

"Hay ye josh a junoon, hay yay apna yaqeen, woh jo tum may hay dum wo kisee main naheen!"

 


Rough call. The whole week, only one patient is admitted. My call , three new patients arrive and one of them dies.
Very very postcall. Just when I had started having breakfast, one of my patient underwent code. Wow. the omellete had never tasted better!The tea just fab. Timing all wrong! One day when I ll look back, I ll probably be proud of myself, but now.....
First there was the Lawn fever. Huge bill boards of unknown fabric, famous models, ordinary prints. This was then followed by cricket fever. For almost a month the team that we thought won't even make to the quarter finals easily, made us sit on the edge of our chairs and scream out "Hay ye josh a junoon, hay yay apna yaqeen, woh jo tum may hay dum wo kisee main naheen!". Everybody was excited. Docs, nurses, house keeping staff, security. For once the whole nation, so many ethnicities and one thought, "If we work harder, we might as well win!"
Yes, we did not. The next day hardly anyone talked about it. We did not as it hurt.
But these are chances. Chances to be fought for. Chances which are there to be won.....
One day........

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