Actually, you would be able to experience this if you have a sister who is a doc. (*wink)
The Catholic Medical Guild of St. Luke’s organises an annual picnic every year, and this year my adorable elder sister thought of tagging me along for it. The picnic spot booked was The Retreat, Madh Island. I’ve never been there, so the amateur photographer in me was itching to get a good click of the wonderful picturesque scenes. Packing up my bag and baggage I got ready to hit the sand along with my sis.
The bus journey was peppered with some chit-chat as my sis and I had a lot of catching up to do. The bus journey in the morning was just fabulus.. Cool wind blowing through my hair (at least until my sis swapped places with me) and the perfect disconnection from WhatsApp was truly blissful.
Coming back to the question I asked initially: What was my experience like? And the answer goes like this.. First of all, I don’t feel privileged when I’m asked this question when my sis is around, ” Who’s the doc?” I mean, people, grow up. A person’s height is not directly proportional to their educational qualification. #Sarcasm
And then comes lunch table conversations; most uninteresting unless you have been helping your sis prep up for her CET, undergrad final exams and PG-CET and the postgrad finals. The conversation flitted from radiology, to portable sonography machines, to the budget of the event (which the docs quite obviously made a complete mess of). Finally, an interesting spot prize which required all of us to figure out the flavour of the ice cream took the conversation to seemingly safer waters. Unfortunately my cultured palate couldn’t figure it out! (FYKI, even many well-travelled, hundreds-of-conferences-attended docs couldn’t figure it out)
The games continued and my winning streak just got better and better. After bagging the full housie (first time ever) some group events were conducted in which our team was victorious again. Woohoo!
But these games were all a frivolity, a required frivolity. Since it got all of us to speak up, mix around and show off our talents. Didn’t find many people of the same age-category as mine. I had a blast mingling with docs and dentists (I’m used to dentists, so that’s nothing new)
As I’m listening to Massari as I draft this blog post, I’ll parodize some lyrics:
“If my life was a dream, could I spend it at The Retreat?
I could dance to the sound of the wings of pelicans everyday!”
I know it’s lame, yet..