When fate comes into play, choice sometimes goes out of the window. We have to choose whatever lies ahead of us. Live the life we wanted to live. Enjoy ourselves till we exist and make lemonade out of lemons. The life of a high school graduate is at crossroads. He has to select a field where he won’t need a vacation. Either inadvertently or by choice. He has to make sure his dreams fall into place and that they aren’t broken into pieces. At a young age of twenty-four, one doesn’t read his life at a glance, he’s a young adult who has just begun taking up responsibilities, whose only issues in life are “What am I doing with my life?” and “Where am I going?” and “Who am I?” and he’s on a quest for purpose in life. Right then, he encounters schooling about the human body, either he is intrigued by the field from day one, or he’s just started developing an interest in the field.
Western Medical School System:
Medical schooling in the USA is a four-year-long drill where subjects like anatomy, physiology, pathology, physiopathology, neurosciences, microbiology, histology, pharmacology, and biochemistry are there for the newbies. Then, they have to give competitive exams like USMLE and COMLEX. The process of medical schooling is incredibly long until you finally decide to settle for a residency or invest in a clinic.
It’s a widespread myth that suicide rates spike at holidays, but that’s exactly when they go down. The experts think it’s because when you’re surrounded by family, you are less likely to off yourself. But, ironically, the same family bonding is the reason that depression rates go up, eventually leading to a spike in suicide rates. The thing is, you don’t get to choose your family. You take what fates offer you. And, you like them or not, understand them or not, love them or not, you struggle through. Again, there’s a school of thought which says that the family you are born into is just a starting point of your life, they feed you, clothe you, take care of you until you’re ready to venture out on your own and find your tribe.
That’s when you stumble on questions about choices and chances. You cannot leave everything to chance, you have to make your own choices, own mistakes, learn to own up to your mistakes, start afresh, hunt fresh for what you truly adore, truly love. Some say that fate is something beyond our command. That destiny is not our own, but you should know better. That fate lives within us, and you only have to be brave enough to see it, embrace it, develop it, and live with it.
Medical Schooling is about owning up to your choices, you need to imagine yourself holding a scalpel when you got to cut, suture and close a wound. If you cannot stand blood, or cannot stand cranky relatives inquiring for their patients’ whereabouts, making life and death decisions, and valuing your own life and everyone else’s then medical schooling is not made for you.
When we follow our hearts, when we choose not to settle, A weight lifts, the sun shines a little brighter, and for a brief moment, we find a little peace.