The story sets in the backdrop of a small nuclear family of a doctor, his wife, a naughty kid of 4/5 years with their pet dog Puchi, their activities being neatly carried by each one. But oh!!! The doctor, so much passionate about his profession, that often his passion and love for his profession turns into a hysterical hilarious situation but he is really committed to his last breath. The present incident is reflecting some situations likewhat.


One fine morning, when the Doc. was getting ready as his duty hour was calling, suddenly his phone buzzes and someone over the phone with a grim tone briefs about a patient’s serious condition. The Doc. got alarmed as his passion-o-meter barometer was rising and he felt that he is the only rescuer for the patient. Not even losing one moment he fetched his bag and jostled the accessories like two saline bottles, syringes, medico packages and drugs needed for the patient per dose. He doesn’t like to waste his time in profession for silly lunch and breakfast sessions. See this man!!! What a dedication.

Suddenly a tone was heard – ‘Where are you? Can you please make Chintu take his bath, put him some nice clothes for play time. Also do the doggy a shower and tie him to his kennel? This is his wife’s command.


His wife, a lady in thirties is a perfect homemaker, has actually little time in the morning, often asks for these kinds of favour from her forgetful husband.


One raised eyebrow, one hand scribbling through the undone hair as if somebody has blown a military whistle for the last run. The doctor was not at all ready for these jobs especially when his duty is calling. The only thing going on his mind was the patient and his ailing condition. But he didn’t even want to dishearten his wife.


Rather unwantedly he took his disappointed wimping child who was not at all ready for his morning bath and fetched the speech dog to the wash room hurriedly. He hurriedly took of the clothes of his child and made both of them ready for the bath. Now the war started as if somebody has blown the bugle. At a wink he put his groaning child in the big water tub along with the dog. What a fantastic multi-tasking, thought he and smilingly appraised himself. Within a flash of moment he dipped them and took them out fidgitating and put them near the fan to dry up as if he is drying some washed clothes. Then he took his kid to the dog’s kennel tied him to hanging chain smiling once again for his deed being done. The kid’s expression was worth looking while he was completely awestricken by his dad’s rush hour performance and his mouth dropped down like a hanging puppy’s cheek. Now he started crying to whole breath and tried to free himself from the chain. But who cares.


The doctor never bothered and rushed to his room,  with no time for his breakfast dose and left for his pending job, without even locking the door leaving behind his crying child and his shouting wife.


His little scooty was waiting for him outside. He happily tucked his bag in the back-panel and whistled away for his duty call with such a speed that a cat which was sleeping beside the road wakes up with a shock. Suddenly, he noted that some fuel is leaking from the tiny tank. What to do, searching for a quick easy solution in a second he stopped the vehicle, stepped out of it, took out one of the saline bottles, emptied it at one stance and replaced the tank with the empty saline bottle so that it can collect the leaking fuel, tied it with the gauge bandage and connected the cork with a plastic saline pipe, managed somehow and tried to start the vehicle. Whew!!! BHROOM!!! The vehicle jerked and started.

He reached his destination where he found his ailing patient lying in a bed really in pain. His eyes showed concern and were serious that reflected the real passion of a doctor and how much he delved in to that situation. He looked for a suitable place in the patient’s arm where he can push the intra-muscular dose of drug that he hasn’t forgotten to carry inspite of those entire nuisance that he has done back at home. He found that the patient was wearing a skin tight suit which may hinder the injecting process. So in the pulse of giving the dosage he made a slit through a scissor and pushed the I/M successfully. The patient after a while got a bit relaxed. All these while the Doc. didn’t even stare at the patient’s face, to see his surprising look. He was about to get his fees for his job, when again his phone buzzed for another patient’s call. This time he just picked up his bag, took his little vehicle in that stupid condition and ran to save yet another life, forgetting even about the money that he was due!!! Simply awesome is his dedication and love for profession. He is bound by his Hypocrite’s Oath.




MORAL :-


IF ALL THE MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS STICK TO THEIR HIPOCRIT’S OATH AND ARE DUTIFUL THUS SHOWING THEIR LOVE TO THEIR PROFESSION THEN IN THIS WORLD MAY BE THE PERCENTAGE MORTALITY RATE WILL SURELY DECREASE.