Bachelors To Masters- When Journey Becomes Experience

By Ritika Bhatia

No, No,readers; it’s not just few years, It’s years of learning and competing with peers. What’s required; is an exhaustive dedication; Extremes of hardships; sometimes without appreciation. Early morning rushes; which are genuinely early; Late hours; until everything is swirly. At times ‘no meal day’, is a perk; Paucity of time;even if you wish to sulk. Always be hooked up for an emergency; Late night in scrubs - appears so fancy. Countless sleep deficits; running for patient care, An outing of relaxation is hard earned dare. You will be screamed at; you will be yelled at, “Don’t feel like a lion; u are just a rat” For a mother, it’s a journey beyond imagination, Work and family;balancing prioritisation. Early morning rounds; when children are sleeping Many a times; you left them weeping. Sometimes they miss your goodbyes to school, They still can’t see you, when back at noon. So many night stories are yet to be told; So many emotions are ready to unfold, Overworked from day till night; Still happy and composed just by their sight. You wish to stay back when told” Mummy! please don’t go”, With a smile you tell them ”I will be back soon, don’t feel low”. In no time that sooner becomes later and later, The child dozes off, you feel like a traitor. Leaving your child at the mercy of others; Multiple minded, those nightmare bothers, Nuisance crowd screams ‘Her studies are never ending’; Life pillars encourage “go ahead dear; we are standing”; By your side; to help you reach your dream, Finish the race, we are part of your team; It’s not only work; but extremes of studies, Your batchmates become your best buddies. Presentations, journals, Conferences, updates are your hooks, “You will be a professional now; think beyond books”. Night outs during exams was a regular feature, Untraceable, unrecognisable; we are a different creature Finally.... Masters of our own field; we enter a new zone, Remember your teachers are still with you, you aren’t lone. Still many goals to be achieved, still many targets to be completed, Our career is never ending, still many more to be treated....

By Ritika Bhatia