“Do you know? you feel like a doctor only three times in your entire life ”explained dr.hemang acharya professor of medicine and my jijaji, when I got admission to PSMC “first, when it is your first day in your college, second, when you wear stethoscope in 2nd MBBS and third when you join internship!”
True. Really, how can you continually feel like a doctor when you are continuously and mercilessly bombarded by professors, tutors, exams and vivas? I mean, they just blast off your head with loads of information, that too when it is simply too hard for you to understand it. For instance, I remember dr. arya from deptt of psm tried to teach us clamydia, an organism somewhere between the bacterial and viral world, when no one from us even properly knew difference between virus and bacteria. that too, of course, in the very first lecture from deptt of preventive and social medicine!
Most of us were from gujarati medium and that too was the one of the problem. However I learnt English well before my entry to medical college. A bit proud about it, I remember, first time when I searched to tapavi’s home in ahmedabad, i asked about his address to a local young boy in English .he seemed annoyed, asked from where I came, and gave me proper guidance. After walking about a kilometer, ultimately I found out tapasvi’s place.
After a few days, in our hostel room, we were talking about gujarati angreji.
“You know neh, those who know little English behave like a fool some times. A few days back, one gujarati boy asked address of my house un necessarily in English to my younger brother Nimitt. I do not know who that comedian was!” not knowing the incident, tapasvi expressed his genuine views.
Oops! That boy i asked the address happened to be tapasvi’s brother! and comedian? Naturally-me!
“You are right” I said avoiding eye contact!
Most of the teacher professed in English as it was the language of instruction. However, every one had some peculiarity about their speech. For instance. Dr. mazoomdar, prof. of physiology, used to speak English keeping his lips tightly pursed. Initially for us, it was difficult to find from which part of body the sound was produced! He was fond of asking questions.
“Yes neha! (As he used to call me in the classroom)” and “kkhommon sense!” still ring in my ears
Dr haridas was teaching biochemistry. he was one of the best teacher i ever have met. No student could sleep in his lecture even at last bench.his speech was very much pressured one and he used the speak like a popcorn machine! –Phossphofrrructokhi nase……!
From anatomy, we had dr. danger wala, she had very good habit of going to root of medical terminology, explaining how easy the terms were. (umbo..etle shu?gada na paida na ara jya wachche bhega thayne, e upselo bhaag! Now you compare the central part of ear drum...). she used to teach histology and in journal she used to check the position of nuclei in the cell also, apart from other details. Naturally most of the students had to re draw the figures. From her teachings it became clear, English, as medical terminology was perfect. The Sanskrit professors, in fanatic try to convert these words for gujarati medium student made the same words more clumsy, messy and beyond reach for students to understand .I remember a name of a bone from my 12th std text book as parshwa pashcha kapali purkarnasthi! !
“Underline thousand times!” were the words heard thousand times from anatomist dr bhatiya. In viva, he used to ask the student to hold the specimen not only in anatomical position but also at the same height of the part in question in the student’s body. So one had to hold lungs near his/her lungs, kidney near his /her kidney and so on…!
Dr. raibaghkar from deptt of anatomy was a kind of good audio tape player. He had good collection of many tapes on the subject which routinely started at the start of his lecture and ended without any interaction at the end of the lecture. Occasionally, he used to stop the tape and asked question to us, may be because he might be suddenly realizing the whole herd of students sitting in front of him or to get some time to re arrange the tapes. Usually it was difficult to satisfy him with the answer.when no one could give answer he used to ask his favorite second question:
“Any one from senior batch?” this to usually followed by eternal silence from the audience made up of dumb students like me. most of the times he used to give the answer and sometimes not. but his tape would start exactly where he stopped!
How can I forget dr Nishith? Tall, fair, handsome speaking only needed words in the class, never giving more than 50%- 40% in vivas. Usually his lecture followed that of dr mazoom’s . mazoom sir never used to clean the black board at the end of his lecture.
Annoyed, dr nishith used to comment “this is like not flushing the toilet after using it!"
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