This year will be the 11 th Birthday retrospect;it is a promise I
keep to myself, where I write my thoughts on growing a year older. I started
writing a birthday retrospect on my 25th birthday and this year
being my 35th birthday post. (read last years post BR 2018 )
This year went by in a blur –and I was happy about it.
Earlier, my reaction used to be, “ Oh my God! This week went
by so fast, where did the time go?” , but this year I couldn’t wait for the
months to roll by. I was in a WHY IS LIFE
TAKING SO MUCH TIME TO PASS BY mode .
Ah! I can feel that a lot of people reading this are going
to be surprised by this. Because I have always been someone plugging my day with many things to do, I was someone who was
a ‘go getter’ kind of person, so much to do in life, so much to see in life,
the girl with the biggest FOMO or Fear of missing out.
This year I had flipped completely to the opposite spectrum.
I didn’t want to do anything new. It wasn’t like I was demeaning the act of
A few days back a close friend of mine received a gift. A
large box wrapped in purple gift wrapping, ribbons and all, with a note saying
“thank you doctor, from the Martins family” * (name changed to protect privacy)
A sweet gesture which a few patients still followed. A token
of gratitude apart from the fees they paid and the medical bills. The medical
profession has been subjected to major mud slinging in the past few years and
small gestures of gratitude and appreciation mean a lot to us trying to do the
best we possibly can. But this gift was different. “your patients must really like you.” I said, especially
since I knew that many of his patients considered him family, and would get him
fruits from their gardens, home made wines or cakes for Christmas, sweets on
“the patient died. She had terminal cancer, there wasn’t
much that I could do. I didn’t want to take the gift, but the family insisted…” he replied
The doctor patient relationship is a tenuous one. The giver