I can see his past, at least once,
His first day at medical college,
His teacher asked him as usual, ,
'Why do you want to be a doctor? '
He answered without any delay,
'I want to serve the people, so I do'
I can see as I also stood there.
Every medical student, everyone,
Is asked the same question,
We all answer like him, It's simple.
But now like everyone, like him,
I know the answer we make is wrong.
He is now an old renowned doctor,
I've come to him for some donation,
Donation for those poor people,
Who can't afford a warm cloth,
Who are dying foe a piece of that.
When I've asked him for that,
He answered me as simply as that day,
'I am not here for this bloody job...,
You know I don't allow those in my chamber,
I need money, no time to think of them,
It is the headache of the politician,
The leaders of this country....not mine.
You are a medical student, think of study,
Forget about those, You are not for them,
You should think of you dresses,
Which tie suits with your coat or else,
Please let them be what is in their fate, '
I am surprised and astonished,
I think and think his words,
I ask myself why i am a medical student,
Why it has been our aim in life,
And at last I have taken a decision,
I would like to request every medical student,
Don't be a doctor, Just be a man,
If you would be a man, you would be a doctor too,
But If you only be a doctor, you mightn't be a man.
Please, don't answer the question only to answer,
Answer it as a constant goal of life.....
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