Young Doctors, Respect and Money...!!!

The word DOCTOR reminds me of the days when my father argued with me to opt for Pre-Medical subjects in FSc. His strongest point to convince me was that the doctor earns a great RESPECT in the society. But I was never born to be a Doctor rather an Engineer. The line was drawn long time back in my childhood when I de-assembled my battery operated toy to discover its inner world and found it interesting. Finally, he let me go my way.

His words "the doctor earns a great RESPECT in the society " always remained in my mind and urge me to ask many questions to myself like would I be able to earn the same respect in the society or not...how can I achieve that…and list goes on and most of the time I failed to satisfy myself against this claim.

Imagine a situation when you or your loved one’s life is at stake and the DOCTOR comes to your survival...The RESPECT for a DOCTOR is unavoidable in this case. Now think of the situation when you or your loved one’s life is at stake and the DOCTOR goes on STRIKE...just to get more MONEY as their livelihood. Would a DOCTOR earn a GREAT respect in the society.?

The recent strike by Young Doctors Association of Punjab that lasted for couple of days has left many patients unattended in the hours of sufferings and eventually few of them died due to lack of treatment as a result of their STRIKE. Now many questions come in my mind that had the moral values of their profession changed now..?  Can a DOCTOR really let somebody die for the sake of a pay rise and few perks..?

R U a Great Wall Certified climber...?

No doubt that the Great Wall of China is listed as one of the wonders of the world. But it is also one of the most adventurous places at the same time. It is made to be tough, to climb otherwise it wouldn’t have served the purpose it was built for.

So, if you are sure that you are ready to take the challenge then you have two choices. If you are a "GORA" type tourist then you may opt for a real hard core trekking track alongside the wall and climb till the mountain top. Or if you are a "DESI" type tourist like me...then you may opt for a well paved path made with bricks.

If you choose to be a "DESI" type tourist then no need to be embarrassed or have some complex because you will find many actual GORA guys following you as well. It is not only the challenge because hard to climb till top but for a person like me who is in his late twenties can find some people in their late fifties taking the lead, let me tell you it is not like a single lane wall rather wide enough like a narrow street, for multiple people to climb and descend at the same time.

There are many Beacon Houses built along the wall that were used as the surveillance towers to watch for the enemy. But now a day they serve as a mid-way break point. There are also few Cafes to have a sip of a coffee, tea or some refreshment. You can buy some souvenirs as well. The most important is the CERTIFICATE that you have climbed the Great Wall of China with your name and date engraved on a metal medal or shield packed in a beautiful red box. You wouldn't be successful to bargain a penny and had to pay the asking price. If you did I would pay you the full price. Although descending is more difficult than climbing but you only get the certificate for the later. Any way I managed to get mine and how about you...R U a Great Wall Certified climber...?

...The Privilege Lost...!!!

.... since ages people used to tie a black thread across their wrist to form a wrist band as a protection from evil,s eye.It is still a practice in some rural areas.The method varies at various places and among different ethnic groups, one of  them is to be tied by a child who,s all four grand parents are alive, can only fasten.The child has to say "May the black thread band break...and May my all grand parents stay alive"..while tie the knot.

Since birth I was fortunate to have my all four grand parents to pamper me and had a reason to be privileged to tie the black thread (Ghanha). Once I visit my village to see my grand parents, some ladies from neighborhood visit our house and ask to tie the black thread for them.I used to do it for them a few times.

Although I never exercised this privilege since many years but I had LOST it when my Grand Father (my mom,s father) was no longer among us...last year...!!!

For many, it may sound baseless...useless... against their faith...but for me...a privilege that was priceless, it reminds me of the person who is very dear to me...the loss which is irrecoverable...non compensable... May his soul rest in peace and May ALLAH (S.W.T) forgive all his sins and grant him a place in heaven...Ameen...!!!

An Obligation...!

Today evening I went to a supermarket ...on the shelf I saw a daily with a headline on the from page. It says that the parents could face lawsuit if children not attending the school.I captured the below picture and could not resist to share with you.

The COLOURS DAY....!

UET Lahore...University of Engineering and Technology, Lahore, Pakistan...a DREAM for many and a place to accomplish the DREAMS for few chosen ones...Lol... luckily I happened to be among those few chosen ones.

I never thought that the last day at UET would be as exciting as the first day...the story goes like this...soonest we started studying pure engineering subjects...the side effects of Electronics Devices, Calculus-I & II,Engineering Drawing, Workshop Practice, Java...etc. was started appearing on our faces...and was giving a typical ENGINEER,s look. These side effects was more evident on the faces of FINAL YEARS students...by their typical ENGINEER,s look...even a lay man can figure them out in a crowded place like LIBERTY or ANARKALI...Ohh... he looks like an ENGINEER from UET.

But it hardly completed a year, one day we come out of the ELECTRICAL ENGINEERING department and entered into LALAZAAR...witnessed the strange happenings there...these FINAL YEAR seniors was behaving in a quite different manner, contrary to the outlook they have been portraying for the last four years....YES...they were celebrating something...the thing which changed their seriousness into celebration...that was the last day of their studies at UET..No more lectures to attend...no more Labs to attend...Khalas..!!!...they were enjoying by throwing colours on each other... totally free from the worries of final exams ahead.

The DAY repeated every year...and we witnessed as observers for two more years...the next year...the day was OURS...it was the turn of 02 session to celebrate their COLOURS DAY...! A day to celebrate our accomplishment...a day to cherish the time spent together...we had our share of fun and joy...!!!

No doubt the tough challenges of practical life was waiting for us but sheer joy of this day was evident from every ones faces as pictured below.