The Wait

20190130_193057Waiting. That’s something none of us like to do. We hate the queues. We hate having to wait for a doctor’s appointment or at a restaurant. So imagine when you have to wait in life!

I have given my postgraduate entrance examinations and am awaiting the results. If it works out in my favour, I will be able to join for my course( which branch?..Don’t ask!). And if the opposite happens, I would have to find a job immediately and start attending coaching classes to clear the next exam. So I started my wait. Well, after you have worked in a busy hospital where you often took duties on alternate days and then studied your head off for six months, suddenly twenty four free hours seemed like a lavish luxury! I caught up with that beauty sleep I had missed. Watched all the new movies. Went to that bookstore in town and got hold of some long desired books. Got back to my blog. Tried out some basic recipies( nope. No one has died yet after eating anything I made…atleast, not yet.. )Started to learn crochet( that was a totally random decision!). An exercise regime ( just made it sound fancy; in reality I hardly survive for twenty minutes). Made those numerous phone calls, did that delayed shopping and eating out. This was mixed with an occasional visit to local hospitals to enquire about vacancies. Everything seemed calm till two weeks. Then I started getting restless. Speculations on the date of the results were everywhere. This date. That day. But it just never came. And then it was nearing the official date. So when you hate waiting, that too for something this horrid, how do we manage? I decided to handle it with some colour and music. With “Klove” in the background, I got busy with my brushes and paint. I am not an artist but I love playing with paint.(Painting was a skill I would ask of that fairy who appears and asks one  for three wishes..I wonder when is she is planning a visit..) It did help to kill time though. The bookmarks made echoed what I knew I had to hold on to- a God who knows what is best and who is capable of breathtaking miracles. And on goes my wait.


Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s