IDEALISTIC?

  An odd theme for my blog, agreed, given the weather conditions. Considering now I know how a turkey feels like inside the oven, I can't help choosing the rainy day theme for this blog. 
  This post is purely a rant, stuff I've been fuming about for the past 6 years. And I am going to try my best not to be strong worded. 
  For all the people who had even the teensiest bit of jaw dropping moments when they realized that I'm a med student, face it! After all the 6 years I put in, I feel like the lousiest person in the world. And I'm going to leave the college with nothing but the bitter memories to carry with me. My regrets, missed moments with friends and family, worst ingratitude, betrayals by people who thought were my best friends. I'm left with nothing, and feels like I'm back to square one, trying to figure out my next step. 
  There is just one thing I am starting to figure out after all my experiences through this time. I am going to describe it subsequently.

•    The grass might look greener on the other side.  But it sure isn't! 
•    The world will be chaos if everyone were just doctors and engineers. Then we wouldn't have biologists, mathematicians or physicists, or even plumbers and chefs for that matter! Someone's gotta do all those too.
•    In this world, there are people who are adaptable and those who aren't. The former CANNOT be compared to the latter, even though the latter are a microscopic population.
•    The adaptable kind of people can study and work just for the sake of surviving in this world. Darwin's advanced species. 
•    The latter CANNOT & WILL NOT do it! They are passion driven. The love of their field of interest is what that makes them tick. Not a job and a salary. It's like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole. 
•    The latest encounter I had with an unspecified person. " Why would someone quit the course because they hate it? Can't they just pull through it and then do what they like after that? The way it went, it was like trying to communicate to that person in Latin. 
•    We do have tastes when it comes to what we wear, what we read or what we eat, right? Then why is it a crime to like a subject or to have a distaste in a particular subject? Just because I cannot perform like my next door neighbor's daughter, does it mean that I'm good for nothing? 
•     Us, idealists may be evolutionarily behind, but great people like Srinivasa Ramanujan have known to be hopeless in subjects they didn't like. Isn't it?
•    To tell the truth, I went mad during my first year medicine. So mad, that I ended up at a shrink's office. Guess what? He ended up bragging about how much he enjoyed life at my college ( his alma mater ) and finally he just shook my griefs off as silliness. I've regretted it since then. But then now I saw  doctor whom I came to respect a lot. He advised the kid's parents that if their kid doesn't like to study something, odds are probably he's not going to like it till the end of his life. There is no point forcing him into it, and then berating him for his poor grades.
•   Maybe I'm just stupid, or I'm crazy. At least that's how I seem to most other people. But this is a feeble cry of protest. People like me do exist, and it goes a long way respecting your kids wishes when it comes to their careers. Their jobs are what they're going to be in for life. And if your kid is in the idealistic category, you're probably making a great mistake, getting mad at them when they don't live up to your expectations and be a doctor or an engineer.

   At the end of it all, I concede. May be I'm all wrong about this, or partly right, or I might have quite a bit of sense in this. I don't know. I am not going to care either. All I know is that this has been nagging me for ages, and hope one day our society figures out a way to solve it.
  That's all folks.  

INDIFFERENCE

        For a long while, I could think of nothing else to post except about my hospital woes..and that's the last thing I'd want to write about.. I've been thinking on this topic for a while, and finally decided to post it. It feels so strange writing after a long break though..
        If there's one thing in this world I could not put up with, it'd be indifference. Yell all you want, or be loving, caring and kind.. doesn't matter. But pure indifference just simply makes my blood pressure shoot up sometimes. 
        We do realize, there have been so many terrible incidents like the Delhi gang rape , grabbing the media attention.. I say that because, I agree such incidents have been increasing over the time, but more than that, we have become so hungry for sensational literature that innocent lives & reputations are being prayed upon, in the name of mass media. 
         It's such a terrible thing. Either it's the headlines of the day, with every itsy bitsy details, or it's about people, VIP's voicing out their opinions, or us, social networkers, sharing posts with a dozen comment threads underneath them. Aren't all the above just various forms of gossiping? In a sense?
         May be my thinking is crazy. But I certainly wouldn't post the photo if it was my sister or my best friend who was the victim. I certainly wouldn't want a thousand people, most of them who don't obviously care an inch, simply sympathizing, shedding false tears, or expressing out rage which amounts to nothing ultimately. 
        Whatever debates on TV channels these people may hold, whatever comments or posts we make about, is it going to prevent another girl from being raped? another innocent life from being ruined the next day? I don't think so. Reality is harsh. And this is it. 
         Dear people who hold candle marches and protests against cruelty against women, what would you do if your sister or daughter were the victim tomorrow? Would you like a nation wide uproar against it? Would you like your sister's picture being displayed on placards and social networking sights for everyone to see? Would this be the way you'd want everyone to remember her? She was the bright young girl, whose smile brightened up everyone's life, isn't it? Do you want people remembering her as 'The Victim'? More ever, what if it were you the next day? A victim of violence. 
         I prefer people doing something about it.. rather than all this brain storming and debating. I'm not saying it's entirely the guys or the girls fault. But I'm pretty sure that even capital punishment isn't going to change all this. When has ever law changed the way people think and look at things? And believe me, I know, how much of personal abuse and violence girls face that goes unnoticed every day. And most of the times, there's too much consequences arising if you speak out, rather than keep silent.
        To conclude, I just think, we've become so numbed to all the injustice going around, it's high time we started to be people of action rather than gossip mongers, or mere thinkers. It all starts with just a tiny step. Can't we speak up against injustice the next time we come to face with it?
        I just want to conclude with this quote by Elie Weasel. 

“We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. Sometimes we must interfere. When human lives are endangered, when human dignity is in jeopardy, national borders and sensitivities become irrelevant. Wherever men and women are persecuted because of their race, religion, or political views, that place must - at that moment - become the center of the universe.”