THOSE BURNT LETTERS

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THOSE BURNT LETTERS

P.C Sulaiman Sait

Faded are those letters

Written with drops of blood,
from the bottom of my heart.
Faded are those papers,
that turned yellowish brown,
ever since we been alone.
Faded are those memories,
blurred are those moments
since destiny split us apart.

I wrote to her daily,
till she halfheartedly pledged,
to finally become someone’s dear.
They say love comes
when it has to, and
that’s when the old disappears.
But, what about those letters?
Those moments I preserved all this while
will they always be here?

Dry Baby, Happy Baby

   Its always a pleasant feeling to have a baby around at home and to play with him/her, or to get involved in their simple day to day activities that they try. Initially, I didn't really like the crying sounds of babies, nor did I like to carry them, maybe cause I was not comfortable with it. Then came my pediatric ward posting, where I had no other option but to learn to adapt with it, and over time when I had my new born nephew and niece at home, I learnt to enjoy time with them.

    The other day I happened to take my two year old nephew to the park along with my cousin sister, who decided to come along with me for a walk, to have some fresh air and to take a break from her usual work in the evening. I put my nephew on the pram and was pushing it around the park. I could see my nephew have a great time looking around at people walking around. I could see him look at kids play with the ball or slowly slide down the sliding board. I stopped the pram near the slide and slowly glided him down the slide. He was surely having a great time. People from around were looking at him and were also enjoying their time. Some young couple were asking about the kid, while some were pinching his cheeks, my nephew was smiling to everyone who came and had a good time with him. Every thing seemed okay till we made him sit on the grass while my cousin sister and I decided to have some snacks; and then my nephew started crying. My cousin sister, was not sure why was he crying?. Was it the grass, or did any insect bite him, did anything poke him or what it was. She thoroughly examined his body to find nothing, except for the fact that he had wet his diaper. She also forgot to have an extra set of diaper in the car or in the pram. I decided to leave them both in the park and look for a nearby shop to get some diapers.

MY TAKEOFF MOMENT IN RESEARCH - LOOK UP STORY

    For every young student entering the field of health care profession its a dream to do something large that could well define their name globally. There were many like me chasing their ambitions as they joined college. Some wanted to be a clinical expert, some wanted to be surgeons, some wanted to be specialists while some spoke about being super specialists. I did have my mind focused towards research, but was looking for that one special moment that could give me a start. In this blogpost I share with you the look up moment that gave my career a take off in research.

My Family My Pride

    This post dates back to those days when I was in my early days as a child. I was quite a slow learner back then and found it really difficult to do recollect thing that I studied. I always enjoyed playing games and loved to have a good time around with my friends back at school or back home in the apartment. It was quite a worry for my parents as my results were not indicating what they were expecting from me. Initially I didn't really understand why my parents were yelling at me most of the time. It was a sudden change when I did notice my mother going soft on me after realizing I needed special attention to study

     Dad insisted that my mom seriously looked into this issue and my mom did really give up on her job and sat along with me for long hours and made learning easy and fun. She got along with me and played games. She did manage to mix toys and studies to bring about an unmatched combination that did really help me understand and recollect things easily.