As doctors, we have to study and learn to deal with a large number of diseases. Many of my friends personally experienced them too - kidney cyst, colitis, measles, malaria...I personally got real home sick. Okay, it's not that major but i really missed home.
Our 1st Semester Examinations ended last week. I, like many others, believed a post-sem holiday would be our reward after the excessive amount of hard work we had put in, non-stop for about 3 weeks. But, you see, our college authorities will never be happy seeing us happy. We were not even given a day off!
Many of my classmates ( about 50 out of 100, to be precise) went home the day the semester ended. Call me stupid, dumb or any other negative adjective; I didn't go home despite my depression. I cried every night, wishing and hoping the college would be kind enough to give at least 3 days off.
I have a wonderful roommate. She would sit beside me every time I'd cry and console me, advise me to go home without official permission. It was my stubbornness that kept me there. I want my professional education to go purr-fectly. I want to be absolutely perfect when it came to attending classes and being regular. My friends at engineering colleges laugh at me for not being regularly irregular.
I wanted official permission to home along with suspension of classes. It seems ( all rumors, have not got first hand information on this) last year our seniors bunked college for 15 days after the sems. But unfortunately few of them stayed back ( about 1-3) and classes were conducted for them. I didn't want that to happen to our batch. So I wrote a letter to the Principal asking him to suspend classes for a week. I was , obviously, successful at getting the whole class's support on this and, again obviously, was completely a failure when it came to getting the suspension. The Principal asked me to take an individual leave and go home.
After a lot of thought and disscussion with family and friends, I decieded I'd go. Getting an official individual leave required me to get the signatures of all my 3 Head Of Departments as well as the Principal. Unfortunately, again, one of the HODs refused to sign, saying that if she did, it would imply she is advising me to go home, which was not what she intended to do.
That crossed the line. I could not bear it any more! I had no more patience for the administeration! When I am good, following rules, taking official steps, I am not only not appreciated ( i speak with reference to my classmates who took me for granted) but also not given what I polietely asked for ( of course with refernce to the administeration). I am not being self-centred or proud. But I am sure you will agree with my views.
I am known to get obssesive about things. I wanted to go home. I had to go home. My family was very happy with the idea of me coming home.
I left the hostel that evening and was outta town the next day.
Our 1st Semester Examinations ended last week. I, like many others, believed a post-sem holiday would be our reward after the excessive amount of hard work we had put in, non-stop for about 3 weeks. But, you see, our college authorities will never be happy seeing us happy. We were not even given a day off!
Many of my classmates ( about 50 out of 100, to be precise) went home the day the semester ended. Call me stupid, dumb or any other negative adjective; I didn't go home despite my depression. I cried every night, wishing and hoping the college would be kind enough to give at least 3 days off.
I have a wonderful roommate. She would sit beside me every time I'd cry and console me, advise me to go home without official permission. It was my stubbornness that kept me there. I want my professional education to go purr-fectly. I want to be absolutely perfect when it came to attending classes and being regular. My friends at engineering colleges laugh at me for not being regularly irregular.
I wanted official permission to home along with suspension of classes. It seems ( all rumors, have not got first hand information on this) last year our seniors bunked college for 15 days after the sems. But unfortunately few of them stayed back ( about 1-3) and classes were conducted for them. I didn't want that to happen to our batch. So I wrote a letter to the Principal asking him to suspend classes for a week. I was , obviously, successful at getting the whole class's support on this and, again obviously, was completely a failure when it came to getting the suspension. The Principal asked me to take an individual leave and go home.
After a lot of thought and disscussion with family and friends, I decieded I'd go. Getting an official individual leave required me to get the signatures of all my 3 Head Of Departments as well as the Principal. Unfortunately, again, one of the HODs refused to sign, saying that if she did, it would imply she is advising me to go home, which was not what she intended to do.
That crossed the line. I could not bear it any more! I had no more patience for the administeration! When I am good, following rules, taking official steps, I am not only not appreciated ( i speak with reference to my classmates who took me for granted) but also not given what I polietely asked for ( of course with refernce to the administeration). I am not being self-centred or proud. But I am sure you will agree with my views.
I am known to get obssesive about things. I wanted to go home. I had to go home. My family was very happy with the idea of me coming home.
I left the hostel that evening and was outta town the next day.
2 comments:
Good going!
would have done the same thing i were in ur place... u can take anythin away but not freedom... (obama style!)
and chillax coz that was the best thing u cud do.... u did!!
Freedom is a very tricky word as you know! but very well written
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