~Butterflies And Blushes~

~Chapter 3~

A new day. A fresh me! Bewakoofi!!
Kuch bhi!!!

Yaar..I am so done.
Aur upar se yeh pharmac lecture, pura sar ke upar se ja raha hai.
Jinhone yeh drugs ke naam rakhe hai na, woh jo jubaan par aaye woh rakh dete the kya? Pronounce tak nahi ro raha mhujse, yaad toh kaise hi karungi, bappa hi jaane.

(This pharmac lecture, everything is going above my head. The ones who kept the names of these drugs seriously kept whatever came in their mouth.
I can't even pronounce them correctly, how will I even remember, only bappa knows.)

Nahi, I wasn't listening to the lecture. Ab yehi sach hai!
Mei journal complete kar rahi thi, par by mistake meri nazar lecturer ki slide par gayi, and I am traumatized now.
Okay, you can't be judging me now, matlab more than half of the class does every other work rather than paying attention. And I am one among those halves.

(This is the truth. I was completing my journal, but by mistake I looked at the slide.)

Nevertheless,no one can blame us either.
The thing is, hume class ka kuch samaj to aata nahi, and at the end of the day, we individually have to make our selves learn all of this on our own, so paying attention is of no major use.
(We can never understand anything from the class.)

Neither am I a topper who understands stuff in a go.

Not like I wasn't one ever.
I mean yeah, I was a topper, once upon a time.
But time changes, and it changed me into a average, introverted, girl who has a very low confidence and gets scared of trivial matters and scores enough to pass the semesters.

But, it's fine.
I guess it's the process.
And I am better this way. Away from all the attention.

After this lecture we have Clinics.
Finally the most awaited Surgery postings are starting.
Though we have introductory classes for the first two days, but it's fine.

After the medicine postings, these one's are really a big relief.
Okay, you must be wondering, why medicine postings are so much thrashed.
Well, the professors there are hard nuts, they simply shout, that too in front of the patients. I mean, kuch toh izzat hote humari, lekin nahi!
(I mean, atleast give us some respect. But no.)

And.. And.. And.. We had a very fair amount of shoutings and taunts, so yeah, we didn't like it much there.
But, all the batches who are done with surgery, says that this department is pretty chilled, and good going. So.. Looking forward to it, for sure.
And.. Not to forget, the fact that my friends have hyped about.
That the surgeons are pretty handsome.
I mean.. Dekhenge.

I turned to look to my right. Sara. She is sleeping like a log.
On my left, was Kriti, who too was sleeping like there's no tomorrow, her head falling sideways.

The professor who was taking the lecture didn't care a bit as I looked around to see the students being busy in their own world.

Finally as the attendance happened, we were left.