January-February are relatively cooler months in our Mumbai season, You can see the Nepali sweater sellers on the roads busily haggling with the customers. The wardrobes are searched high and low for the hidden sweaters and they are worn proudly by the shivering people. I have never worn a sweater in my life! Probably, my adipose tissue does not necessitate one. I have braved the cold winds overseas without chattering my teeth. Maybe it is the over heated core of my emotions trapped in my body which keeps me warm all the time.I enjoy the brief winter season in my town, sweat less while playing Tennis and feel more energetic and bouncy compared to the rest of the season. Any way, that is not the topic of our discussion today.
These months really try our patience as they impart good health to all the people around the town, Our take home statistics take a massive beating! The average foot fall dips by a quarter or so. We get depressed as suddenly our workaholic status is dented and we suddenly get some free time for ourselves which never has been experienced before in the year.We get confused. Its like a child with an unwanted vacation! I try and catch up on my family during this time, watch my Chaitra's study progress and play with her in the afternoons much to her amazement.She has become used to a Sunday Dad ! I go for shopping with Mansi to replenish her already overfull ? wardrobe. I catch up on my parents and extended family adding to their happiness.I get bored at times talking to normal healthy people !
How strange is our so called Noble Profession!
We depend on plight and misery of sick people.
Do we pray for health all around the world, all time like -- peace and harmony?
Some professions rely on other peoples' suffering.
I,unfortunately belong to this profession.
But I atleast wish all my ailing patients ---Get Well Soon!
These months really try our patience as they impart good health to all the people around the town, Our take home statistics take a massive beating! The average foot fall dips by a quarter or so. We get depressed as suddenly our workaholic status is dented and we suddenly get some free time for ourselves which never has been experienced before in the year.We get confused. Its like a child with an unwanted vacation! I try and catch up on my family during this time, watch my Chaitra's study progress and play with her in the afternoons much to her amazement.She has become used to a Sunday Dad ! I go for shopping with Mansi to replenish her already overfull ? wardrobe. I catch up on my parents and extended family adding to their happiness.I get bored at times talking to normal healthy people !
How strange is our so called Noble Profession!
We depend on plight and misery of sick people.
Do we pray for health all around the world, all time like -- peace and harmony?
Some professions rely on other peoples' suffering.
I,unfortunately belong to this profession.
But I atleast wish all my ailing patients ---Get Well Soon!
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