An Intern Reminisces

It’s funny that, whenever asked about the end of my internship, I always add an extra couple of months to my answer. It’s not the fear of what is going to happen next that prompts this white lie, but rather, a sense of uneasiness that accompanies the end of this chapter of my lives. And what a chapter, it was.
Here are the highlights of my, and I confidently predict, quite a few of our years in Medical School:
1st Year :
Friend Finding Frenzy
Dissection Hall Drama (Fainting spells and so on)
Couples Created
First Ever University Exam (It didn’t get easier with time)
2nd Year :
Cantata – Our first event as a batch
Clinical Postings/ A lot of free time. I mean, a LOT.
Couple Realisations and the eventual Break-ups
2nd Universities (3 semesters of information *phew*)
3rd Year :
Student Council Campaigns – Our very own little Trump/Clinton Campaign
ROME Posting – Yes. A whole month. In the hot sun.
Aura – 4 days of Entertainment
North India Tour – Truly the Survival of the Fittest
(Realising that we have our) 3rd Universities (and scrambling to find out what’s in Ear, Nose and Throat)
4th Year :
Clinical Postings – Suddenly the most important part of our daily schedule
Farewell – More of a roast rather than the tear- jerker you’d normally expect
Daily dose of ‘fear’
4th Universities – Hyped? Definitely. Scares the living daylights out of you? Oh yes.
Internship :
As I’m not quite done, having enough extensions to my name, I won’t get into it.
We have had our lives set for the past 5 years, so you can’t blame us for being a little apprehensive before stepping into the very uncertain future. But I believe our time in PIMS has prepared us for what’s to come, be it our next degree, a year of cramming, marriage, or a year of just figuring things out.
It’s going to be difficult to get through the goodbyes without the waterworks, but here’s to our five most memorable years. I wouldn’t change a thing.

By Sandhya Abraham


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