Sunday, 1 July 2012

FINALLY OVER

Phew... 1st of july... new month... hey Happy Doctor's Day by the way!!...
Okay about new month... the good news is I am no more "mess in-charge"... and I am relieved....
no more sabzi(vegetables) wala's calling-me-in-the-morning asking me.."mam what sabzi should we send today??" ... no more me-and-Swati calculating how much we should spend so that everything would fit in the budget... and most important and annoying one... no more seniors calling us to scold for "... what is going on in your mess guys...."... it was like a whole year we've been mess in-charges...
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Last week was not totally uneventful.... in fact on Monday I had to go to emergency building(thanks to Mrigank and Sushmita) to get a shot of both  Pantoprazole and Voveron(I hope I am spelling it right)... an then on Tuesday for review in OPD then Dr. Ramakant Rawat sir asked me to have USG (ultrasonography) done... on Wednesday I had that done... and I am completely normal by the way...:)... I have no idea what is going on in classes... except Pharma...cephalosporins...
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Something really made me realize how important friends are in one's life and how caring friends I have in my life... Its was 29th June's evening one of my senior called me and asked me (cause her exams are going on) to bring her some items from market I got the list... cake, snacks, cold drinks, streamers... suddenly i reminded myself its her own b'day... and latter that night, me and some of my friends were there in her room decorating for her birthday...she was preparing for her own B'day party...
I am thank full to Lord that I got friends so dear and caring that I don't have to face what she was facing...
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When all this have ended I personally thanked everyone in my friend circle for always being there when I needed them and I want to thank them again... Akanksha, Arpita, Malvika, Smrati, Smriti, Swati and specially Sushmita...
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I am, hopefully, going home... may be that will recharge me for the second round...

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