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What will people say?

Hey all , 
 I received a call from a colleague... He seemed sad and expressed his concerns.

"Wajeeha , I am feeling bad for us. 
We've not cleared our exams.
People are going to say , we've taken 5 years for a 3 years course. It won't look nice. The Royal College Might or might not conduct the exams. Everybodys plans have been stalled. What do you want from your life?."
I replied, All I want from my life right now is good health. To be healthy enough to jump back to work. 
Don't you think just being alive is an accomplishment in itself after having worked in a deadly infectious atmosphere? I have plans. I am working on them. Exploring them. They will work out when it is time. 

I honestly have never chosen a doctor for myself based on the university he has graduated, the number of attempts he has taken to clear exams . The years of expertise he has? Yes, that's a point I'd consider. 
As a junior, I've never respected a senior more or less based on the degree they have, the number of attempts they have taken to clear exams . No. I have not. A person who was couple of months my senior helped me intubate. A colleague who was hardly 6 months my senior taught me to counsel. I have immense respect and regard for them. Ofcourse, my mentors have helped me shape my academics, career ,skills and personality. It doesn't matter.

Life is a drive . You have to change gears. It's gear 4 sometimes ... Sometimes gear one... Sometimes you take a break for your vehicle to cool down. Go easy. 

I was a sensitive bird myself when I faced failure for the first time. Now , honestly priorities have just shifted to being healthy.


So far so much
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