Studying for Medicine

How does a medical student survive medical school?

By studying as hard as one can without jumping the ship.

Here’s a shot using my pathetic phone camera of my desk at the library where you would find me regularly going over material for the next coming exams.

[sigh...] It may look pathetic, but the truth is, that’s all I’ve got for now. The life ahead of me is going to get tougher, but I know it will be more rewarding. For now, it’s surviving, staying afloat, and trying to make it through another day.

Who is in control?

I was thinking how is it that we always feel the need to be in control? Before challenging this idea, let’s consider the following.

Here and now

Two most fundamental ideas, almost as powerfully as religion. They’ve always been around, the simplest concepts any sentient being understands with whatever brain power claim to have.

In this ambience of concepts, when we are threatened by either here or now, we tend to go either in the past or future, for refuge or control seeking behavior. Some say, there is no point in thinking of a past that existed and could have been now. Because it’s not now, it’s in the past.

And then, there is now. This very moment, nothing mystical about it, very simple and straight forward. But from now, arises a sense of intelligence, because we are constantly acting with the reality, one by one; something happens and we’re there to experience it, almost instantly with fantastic precision.

What do we seek when we feel threatened? Do we seek solitude? Understanding? Nothing? Something?

Enough is enough.

Seriously. There are a lot of things any normal individual can pick out from daily events and complain bitterly about. it’s just the nature of things.

I would like to say about myself that I am consciously aware of this humane feature. I don’t really like to talk about things that aren’t of my business or concern.

But there is this one incident that keeps oscilating. By itself, the event is non eventful in the sense that it is completely benign. But, on a bigger scale, it is not.

My next door neighbor is extremely loud. Day or night, whenever it may be, voices, music, ambient noises, all spill over to my place of study. Blame the engineers who designed this building I call home. Blame the lack of funding for lamely isolating the walls between apartments.

This is on one side of the apartment. However, on the opposite side, things are quiet as they should be (though I checked and can assure you, both opposite ends of my apartment are occupied by tenants. This little factoid rules out the problem with the lack of isolation within the structure of the walls. It simply points out the rudely loud ranting qualities of my neighbor.

[Sigh...] I have addressed this complaint with my fellow tenant. This of course turned to no resolution.

Thus, it is by rule of elimination, I am entitled to broadcast my displeasing feelings towards such noisy display of human evolution.

The file link attached within this text points your browser to a quick and dirty MP3 file of the audio recording spilling into my apartment without regards to my sleeping needs.



http://twitter.com/#!/imRadu/status/48078070816575488



Enjoy and be safe.

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