April 4, 2020
FEW WORDS FOR MIHS
Every mornning is the same.Park car , check, enetering the familiar brown gate, atendace check , climbing the ever familiar stairs.Sunny or rainy weather.Summer or winter season, no matter what the air is outside like…the air of nostalgia remains.
It is like coming to a home away home.Each time i see a student fretting over the lengthy pharmacology course, i remember those sleepless nights spent pouring over the same books.Each time i hear someone moaning over quotas, i shake my head as my mind drifts to the sweaty faced image of myself working in prosthodontics lab or running after patients wishing all my heart that the diagnosis isn’t irreversible pulpitis, and each time i see a topper,i say a silent prayer “Lord help this one” because i know all the struggles and heartbreaks of being one.
Back then, i walked in as a student of BDS, relieved to be given a cance to follow my dream; becoming a doctor.
Alhamdulillah today i walk through the gates as a doctor, a teacher and with an aim to teach my students all i know and fill in their learning,the voids,which might have been left in mine.Margalla is the best teaching institute and we want to serve this institute till i can.
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world”
PROUD TO BE MARGALLIAN.