Memories Of Love

Medical Life

The studies started with the second week. I, along with the other students, gathered in the lab as per the teacher's instruction, to the dissection hall. We were standing in a line, like a queue, with me leading. Like you guessed, I was the first one called to answer questions. I had been studying the theories till late night but seeing the dead body placed in front of me killed the confidence I had. 'Touch and explain the parts of the human body.' This was what my Professor told me. It made me look at the dead body with wide eyes first and then closed them suddenly. But since I was a medical student, I had to do all these things. The First thing I noticed was the smell. The smell of formalin. And then I saw them....Lying there naked, that shrivelled up skin, that bony frame and moreover the intoxicating smell of formalin adding to their hysterical aurathe 'CADAVERS'.'For the first time in my life I put a knife into a human flesh. I did enjoy those horrible hours even while standing in the middle of all these challenges, because of the inspiration from my beloved ones and my passion to be a doctor. Yadav laughed hearing all these things as he had experienced all these last year. But listened to me patiently because he knew that he was the only person there, for me to share my feelings.
'Don't worry, Arohi...after some days you will be okay with all these. Or else, you have to. Because you are an MBBS student.'
'Hmm...' I said with a neutral face.
'At first, I too hesitated to touch them and hated medical life. But after a month, I even had my food without washing hands, after doing anatomy!'
'Stop irritating me Yadav. I feel like vomiting.' He teasingly laughed loudly at me.
'Don't laugh idiot.'
'After a month let's see. You will be doing the same.'
'Never.'
'Okay...I'm not going to argue with you. Let's see.' He chuckled. I stared at him through narrowed lids. The next day, I, with the assistance of Yadav and other students, cut a human body at its centre and examined the internal parts, mainly kidneys and digestive system. He gave me a short note at each step which I grasped quickly. I felt comfortable with his sleep-free classes. So I eagerly learned every new information from him. He gave me previous years question papers which helped me with my studies. After studying about the internal parts, we cut its head, hands and legs and dumped it into three different, huge buckets separately. After our classes were over, Yadav and me spent even more time together. We knew we both loved each other. But we never expressed it. We explored Bangalore city every minute together. He was playing the role of a brother, a friend and a lover at the same time, which made me feel his presence special.