I had promised you to share all the
documents and steps which were needed to get the salary. I mean you work to
earn, right? Back in the days when I used to work at the private medical
college, it was as simple as signing a simple voucher and the clerk would hand
over your month’s earnings in cheque/cash whichever form you desire.
another hospital under us” said my Medical Officer,
There are thousands of daily train commuters around the world who use the train to reach their workplace. I was one of them for almost one full year. In this article, I share my train and work experiences and I dedicate this article to all the train lovers.
My job as the Assistant Surgeon was very simple – just manage the OP at the hospital. And I was doing it without much problem either. The OP time started at 9am and extended till 1pm. By OP I mean ‘Out Patients’. On some days the consultation would even extend to 2pm. The problem was that the hospital was around 120 kms from my home !!!
old building, the architecture of the building clearly stated that it was at least
50 years old. We were at the DMO Office, Kannur. Guess, what the name of the
place is? Its known as the “Caltex” .. cool huh? By the time we reached there a
battle had just been fought and the dust had settled down.
I had a pdf file containing the list of all the Government hospitals in Kerala with me. Nisanth had a map of Kerala with him. Anoop had managed to get a list of PHCs in Kannur district, from the DMO Office. Because we knew that it was practically impossible to get posted in our home district, Kozhikode. I had taken my ‘playbook’ tablet with me. We were in the ‘Janshathabdi’ express bound to Trivandrum, that too two days prior to the day of counseling. The other passengers were all glaring at the three of us while we were busy making notes, firing funny stuff about the ridiculously named places.
The hospitals as usual are named after the place where they are located. We looked up the name of the places which we were not sure of and then checked on the map as to whether they were accessible by train/road. It was kind of funny memorizing the names of places. After making a list of almost three districts around Kozhikode, we decided to leave the rest to our luck.
They say life started with the ‘Big Bang’. When the postman delivered that letter at my home a few months back, I didn’t realize that my life was going to change drastically. The letter was from the Public Service Commission popularly known in Kerala as the ‘PSC’ . It was the ‘advice letter’. Another letter came in a few days time, the appointment order !!.. leaning back in my chair and typing this post, I wonder how much my life has changed since that day..