Beauty of medicine : the first cry of life

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My first OT experience- as posted in gynae/obs i was unsure, all of a sudden i would be able to view the initial stage of someone starting his life with my naked eyes and that would forever change the world i viewed previously. Four minutes in, the baby was delivered while i rushed to the OT with a mismatched ot shoes, i heard the first cry which is not labelled as a grief but a joy. I saw somebody being a mother that day, on local aneasthesia, she had overcomed her labour pains with a joy of having the baby boy. I saw the mother being parted away where her cut open c-section was sewed again and soothed with a music "abhi abhi toh jindagi suru huwi hain". That was such a film based scene happen real to me and my eyes went wet, the way my heart felt for the scenic view of beauty of starting a life, i cannot do justice in words.

With all the moment of tiny joys, there has been some shattering stories where i saw a man nearly in 30s hide his tears while going to the pharmacy, when i viewed down, on the first floor i saw a lady crying her heart out in the aisle of the corridor, a soon to be mother was upset about the results of the anomaly scan. Different covers that i am not accountable of the whole back story but there has been visible imprints of grief and a scream of hope and prayers all around.

 Hospital walls painted blue and white, accompany grief and joy simultaneously. Scrubs and its essence for any medicos it is such a huge thing and wearing it, walking along the hospital corridors where you collide with faces of patients full of hope and medical workers working together to fulfill the hope, thats what all i had running in my head the first few weeks with new fit scrub. Oh god, the beauty of medicine and the people unified to glorify it, I have an immense immense respect for this profession and patients who have had patience in their moment of grief to give us time. Less than a third year medical student I was more of an outsider, who viewed it with a perspective of how amazing this world is, when patients have pain but yet they leave a smile, when residents were tired yet they were there to make our posting worth with knowledge, any professors professionally doctors wanting us to be better than them in their field and every staff in the hospital is a synergy to make the living beautiful and nobel, that moulds the beauty of medicine. And as seeing the surrounding as someone astounding to be a part of the profession, all i can do is my best and best, to protect a smile and give all the joys with the grip of my hand from what i can and preserve the beauty of medicine. 🧿

CS done by Dr. Keshav and team
29th march, 2026



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