Sounds crazy , but I have been waiting for my psychiatry posting since day 1 . Its safe to say that Osmania ward work made me go crazy that I landed up in mental hospital. 😜 A night duty followed by roster Ghich-Ghich with co-interns , I retire to bed at 6AM .At 8:15 AM , my mother tries her best to wake me up but of no use. Finally , she uses the term , Maria ... Utho Erragadda Jaana hai ! I open my eyes with a wide smile and rush to freshen up with a beaming face. Firstly , because I have never been to the place before . Secondly , the love for psychology (not psychiatry) . Then the eagerness to visit the Prisoner Ward . All this gives the adrenaline rush to go . No breakfast , nothing! Just the place ! Like a kid , I hurried . The nature was in favour . Well, not finding traffic on Banjara Hills at 9AM is a sign that things are going to be awesome! So , yes I enter the Institute of Mental Science after taking directions from fellow intern , who sarcastically re
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