I Dream...No More!!!!

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Real Friend!!!

recieved an email with this content and wondered,,Ahhh how can one be so lucky to have a friend with all these qualities....

A real friend is :
Someone who knows what you need before you say it

Someone who knows when to laugh and when to cry

Someone who truly listens when you have something to say

Someone that's there for you during the good and bad times

Someone who iscaring

Someone who loves you with all their heart and soul

Someone who is interested in reality and not as a fashion display

Someone who is honest

Someone who is open and responsive

Someone who is never critical and ill-tempered in respect to your needs.

Someone who knows when things have to be compromised in the relationship

Someone who understands listening is a key, but using what is heard is even more important

Someone who's there for you no matter what

Someone who is trustful

Someone who gives a shoulder to cry on

Someone with a great sense of humour

Someone who has things in common with you

Someone who takes time to listen and enjoy you for who you are and tries not to make you something else.

Someone with a constant open ear, open heart, and open mind to accept and love people for who the really are.

Someone who will always be there to support your ideas without argument and love you for everything that you are.

Someone that can get a point across without yelling

Someone that remembers all the cute stupid stuff you love

Someone that has a personality with qualities you don't have yourself, but admire greatly in them

Someone who realizes you're two separate peopleand appreciates the differences.

Someone who can sense a mood problem, and not take it personally.

Someone who understands the difference between PMS, and a real problem. (didnt understand this)

Someone who can make you happy when your sad

Someone who tells you the truth even if you don't want to hear it.

Someone who will not hurt you intentionally

Someone that you can laugh with.

Someone who you can feel comfortable with

Someone who will love you in spite of your little idiosyncrasies. ( i think with all our stupidities :D (am lucky to have one thats y i say this) )

Someone that would do anything to show how much they care

Someone who allows you to be yourself around them.

Someone who will respect you

Someone who cherishes your hopes and is kind to your dreams.

Someone who knows you're not perfect, but treats you as though you are.

Someone who listens with their heart and is your source of inspiration

hmmm!! i lack a lot of the mentioned points in me...will try to ammend myself from today(Allah willing)

Saturday, May 14, 2005


Poem: On Hijab and Oppression:Author Unknown

You look at me and call me oppressed,
Simply because of the way I’m dressed,

You know me not for what’s inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with pride,

My body is not for your eyes to hold,
You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mould,

I’m an individual, I’m no mans slave,
It’s Allah’s pleasure that I only crave,

I have a voice so I will be heard,
For in my heart I carry His word,

“O ye women, wrap close your cloak,
so you won’t be bothered by ignorant folk”,

Man doesn’t tell me to dress this way,
It’s a law from God that I obey,

Oppressed is something I’m truly NOT,
For liberation is what I’ve got,

It was given to me many years ago,
With the right to prosper, the right to grow,

I can climb mountains or cross the seas,
Expand my mind in all degrees,

For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,
When He sent Islãm, To You and Me!

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Empathy needed... a smile cures better than drugs..!!!

She was a beautiful young lady in her early twenties. her eyes were very pale and were full of fear.we were new to the ward and sort of scared too. she was having some blood disorder for which we wanted to have a biopsy of her bone marrow. there were almost 12 people around her bed. 2 where surgical experts, 1 nurse and the rest where students. consent where taken and she agreed to have a bone biospy. the doctor gave her local anesthesia at her sternum , the breast bone and without a delay he entered that big metallic injection with a spiral in it. she was yelling and crying. begging them to stop but it was for own good. the procedure was repeated at her hip bone. although it was unethical to immediately do the procedure without waiting for 2-3 minutes after giving local anesthesia but what was worse was the attitude of the students standing by her side, laughing and giggling discussing their day and friends (definitely females). it has been 4 years to this even but i remember that young scholar of 4th year, then who had that girl's hand in his hand and he was continuously patting her. encouraging her, and she was feeling so secure and had held his hands so tight that we could see the tips of his hands which had turned red. there were 4 other 4th years female students, who were least bothered about the poor soul that i really wanted to kill them (couldn’t kill them otherwise i must have). of the 12 people standing around that bed only ONE person had the empathy to feel her pain. devoid of gender, when that student held her and eased her and assured that it was for her own good, i still remember how she started to bare and stopped crying.
there was no empathy not at all in anyone present there. I learnt to love my patients then, right there. i don’t remember that senior of mine(didn’t ask his name then, cant even recognize his face) but i owe my medicine to him.
it was my third day to visit a ward, ever. i was in first year then. we were having COME(Community Oriented Medical Education) trials. Although a first year student usually doesn’t go to wards but we were lucky enough to have had a trial. as it was our first time, we were so astonished that we could not even move, it was like a first lecture to become professional butcher:(. after that procedure when i went to the one who was doing the biopsy and asked him "why didn’t you do this procedure in general if it is so painful". he replied "when we can kill a bug with just our feet, why to use a gun?" i disagreed then, i disagree now. because it is every person's right to have a a pain free treatment.and guess, afterwards me and my group which was present there, we are usually found hugging the patients, talking to them, tapping and stroking them, and believe me it feels so good to see a patient smiling just because of a hug or a smile though in extreme agony. and i surely believe a smile can cure better than drugs.