Good Samaritan law ta hunchha, highway police le hamro seminar ma sikaye ni. Tara bato ma truck rokera madat garnu? Risky hunchha. Malai ekaichoti laathi le kutnu bhako thiyo, bichara accident victim lai uthaune thau ma. Aba maile dekheko jati accident ma, police auna samet ma hidna sakdina, aafno kaam ma lagchu.

Ah, can't help with engineering, but changing tracks? Possible, but also heavy load thyo, hai? They said take extra class, apply for minor... but after night shift, who has energy? My own regret is, MBBS cutoff miss by 0.1. Now I measure fever, not dream. Still, my stethoscope finds its own heartbeat in this ward.

They shoot for the stars, those Engineering Physics graduates—semiconductors in Bangalore, PhD abroad with big scholarships, even quant finance. But me? I stayed general too long, watching from my parents' tea stall as friends left for these shiny paths. Now, fixing a roof feels like my biggest project, and their 'vitals stable' world feels galaxies away from my night shifts.