Expectations vs reality is something to which we all can relate to. It's the bitter truth which we can never avoid.
When i started my journey towards becoming a doctor, little did I know that whatever I had expected or planned wouldn't happen. I was a child when I decided to become a doctor, and probably this was one of the few decisions that remained constant throughout. During my preparation, I kept on planning how to study, what's going to be considered a good score, which college to join, what all to do after joining MBBS, but in the end none of it came true.
Like every NEET aspirant, I also had a dream of joining AIIMS, especially AIIMS Rishikesh. As and when the days passed, I was more and more occupied in thinking about the post NEET scenarios than living in the persent. Finally in the end, my entire 11th grade was over without me even realising. I wasn't ready with the syllabus, but decided to be better in 12th, but this time COVID came into the picture and brought lockdowns with it, and I was back to my old self.
Somethings need to be learnt the hard way.
The exam was a week from now, I fell sick, wasn't ready with the syllabus properly, all of this hit me on one day- 12th September 2021- the day i looked forward to since I dreamt about being a doctor.
NEET was supposed to be a stepping stone, a starting point in a long journey, but I fell, this was not what I had planned for. I had to repeat my exam again. I wasn't ready. I could feel my whole world cracking and breaking apart. I stood there helpless.
In the end i had to move on, with my efforts, and everyone's support, I reconstructed everything.
Here I am today taking small steps towards achieving something great-becoming a great doctor.
Remember this:
"Will it be easy? Nope,
Will it be worth it? Hell yes!"