Those Days..

I woke up with a headache... Looking up my bed, is another bed. Its a double decker... I don't even know where am I? But something hit me in my mind... this kind of situation happen before..years ago..It is the time when i was in boarding school, sleeping on the bed under a bed. Double decker bed is a trademark of a boarding school. Mine no exception.

Waking up on a double decker bed make me feel that memory back. Life is so much fun at those day. No responsibility. Our only responsibility is to study. Everything else was arrange by someone else, our parent, teacher, and perhaps the government system itself. Making us live in a kind of condition where everything was ready for us.

those time i learn lot of valuable lesson in life. Most importantly, learning about friendship. A lot of thing happen surrounding friendship issue when you are in school. making friends is kind of important at that time.

Those time also teach me how to appreciate my family. As not living with them kind of making us appreciate them more.

Other than that, is only fun. The fun of staying up late at night, even until 2-3 days without sleep. If you tired, then sleep. Fun almost everyday because you are living with friends. How much fun is that you can have? So much fun.

But fun life does not stay for long time. It only came in a period and then went off.

Still, study time is fun. Matriculation college, university, everything was fun everyday. Everyday i am waiting for another day.

Sometime i cannot deny that we have our own concern and stress during those day, for example- exams or presentation. So nervous to face it. Wish that it could end quickly.

Yes, i remember i wish that study life can end quickly so i can start working, earning money for myself, have my own car, buy whatever i want... but when i achieved that thing that i dream, now i dream to go back to those day.

I still have a headache after waking up on a double decker bed in HO complex in my hospital. Working 36 hours shift even though it is not too busy still make me pretty sleepy. And i hate it.

this time, i woke up on a double decker bed a a doctor, tired of working long hours, thinking that money is not enough to pay bills and saving, thinking that going back home after this from work to my house along with no one there waiting for me. Even though i still have my housemate who used to be my roomate in college but still, he has work to do, and we seldom meet even we live in the same house.

Headache. Isn't it great to woke up back to those days...


Before my night shift started yesterday, i had a talk with this colleague of mine regarding where should she go after completing doctor in training or so called HO. She said that she is tired of working like this and dreaming of doing something else such as opening a restaurant in India.

Sometimes i also had a thought like that. Why bother working hard enough like this and in the end, you won't get that much benefit like everybody do. Someone working in a company for years and get a quite good promotion through out will eventually drive a limo in his early 40. But most doctors become a specialist and even consultant still ride a Wira and live in a semi D house compare to those living in a bungalow with their own pool. Exception to those working in private maybe.

I guess this work is really going to the basic humanity to help other. It is. Because, compare to other branch of professionalism in this country, this is the only job that rarely get a pay raise. But who cares of all the humanity stuff... My family is a human, my wife later also a human, and i have to help them too. Make their life comfortable..



The dream that i created those day are not really becoming true.. It was just a dream after all..

the only thing that come true is my name now has a title Dr infront of it. But what is the point. No one respect a doctor nowadays. They believe more to politicians and those big fella that have money in their pocket. Money is the thing that can save your life after all in this new era of life.

Anyway, my point is, maybe later i could do something more. Something that i enjoy doing, and I never get tired doing it all day..


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