3 summers ago was the first of PG duties.
With a fair and reasonable senior to put me at ease.
The night was long and tiring,
And slowly my sleep schedule began its rewiring.
Since then, innumerable duties have come to pass,
Each with stark contrasts,
Some with adorable kids to play with,
Some with Covid patients and sleep being a myth,
Some being busy with continuous emergencies
Often while dealing with mortal uncertainties.
The continual beeping of the monitors soon faded to a distant hum,
To the hard wooden bench, we were comfortably numb.
To the patient's who came from distant villages for care,
We tried our best to treat and be there.
Often the hunger pangs would begin,
Much to the delivery agent's chagrin.
Snacking on midnight meals,
As we recounted the day's ordeals.
The early morning coffee to brighten our day
Another day to work and learn on the way,
Crying, grumbling, laughing and smiling through our duties,
We realized there is none better than the patients to teach..
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