HOW “NOT” TO BECOME A SURGEON! | Dr. Debojyoti Sarkar
Three friends in medical college.
A fatal disease well fought,
A promise well fulfilled..
Struggle to live, dare to dream, deny to die.
And a phone call:
It was me, Dj, on the phone, “ Debu, Gora’s test reports have come yesterday. It’s blood cancer. We were up the tank on roof all night. I just came down to call you. He was very depressed though he never told he would quit college. They said it’s not curable. We have to..”
Debu, “ where is he? Still on the roof?”
The receiver fell from my hand while I rushed back…