Journey to a totally new life has just begin….
!ncredible !ndia ?
Hmmmm… I don’t think so….
All that i can describe is that i have landed in an exotic land!
Firstly so sorry i could not upload any pictures with this post. Its taking to long to upload!!
I have so many things to be told of this place, but the taught are just not coming out in words…
What shall I say….
Firstly the terms that is used here differ from the commonly use in Malaysia and else where. Not all but some.
Top up = Recharge
( I could not stop saying top up since i find it more appropriate)
Take away = Parcel
(In Malaysia I commonly use as tapau or bungkus but using parcel here…wonder what they call a real parcel as in post delivery??)
Lap coat = Apron
( I was totally blur when was told that we can get our apron outside. Why the hell i need to buy an apron to be a medical student, I’m not going to be a chef!! It was later that i found out that lap coat is actually called apron here!! lolx Wonder what a real apron will be call here…Lap coat??)
Photostat = Xerox
( I kinda know these term before coming here..Lots of Tamil movie effect i guess. So i was not totally surprise with the term)
No one understand stuff if we said it the way it is. Everything have to be said in their way and their ascent together shaking of the head to make them understand. Then you can successfully communicate with the locals here.!!
For example we will usually say “I’m going out” but here they will only understand if I've to say it as “ Going out I”…LOL
Not everyone here knows ENGLISH!! That makes the Malaysian student’s life complicated even more. Well in Malaysia everyone knows English even if their are not so fluent… At least they understand!! I had a terrible experience dealing with a lady in the administration of my college… Can you ever imagine, a lady that works in the administration yet don’t even understands English!!
One fine day, I went to the admins office to get my record books, so i asked the lady where to get it, how much it cost and how many books are there. The lady was in total silence. I taught maybe she wanted to answer me when I'm done with my questions. Unfortunately, when i finished talking to her she called another lady in the admin and said something in the local language(Kannada). The second lady then ask me what I wanted? How idiotic can the first lady be?? She could just tell me she did not understand me, or at least shake her head. I could have known it that she did not understand me!
WOST OF ALL!!!
Do I look like Indian as in from India?? I know i look like India because I am one. But can’t they even differentiate an local Indian and an Indian from outside India. I don’t know but the people here could not believe that I’m an Indian from Malaysia. WTH!?! What they think that Indians can be found in India only is it?? What pits me off the most that the people here come talking to me in different local language that i don’t understand!!! If there was anyone to talk to me in Tamil i could still understand but no one NO ONE speaks Tamil here!! The language the commonly spoken to me is Hindi and Kannada which I have no clue what so about it! ( Well I know a bit which is totally not enough to understand them!)
Since only my classmates knows that I'm from Malaysia, they tend to ask me really ridiculous questions like you look like Indian and are you Indian are you really from Malaysia?? Total nonsense! Of course i look like India as i am one and of course i am really a Malaysian as I’m born in Malaysia even my parents and grandparents! Sometimes I feel like I just want to ask them “
You don’t believe?? You want me to show you my Malaysian Identification card??”. I wish.
One funny guy sitting on the row behind me once asked “
What’s your name?” and so I replied “
Pavitra”. Then he was like “
Where are you from?” I said “
Malaysia”. He gave me a surprised face and asked me “
Then your name Pavitra”. I could only laugh and say “
because I'm an Indian”. I think that still left him with so many question marks on his face. Lolxx
They don’t really believe that I’m an Malaysian nationality because there are many Indians as in from India but reside outside India for example in Bahrain, Dubai, Qatar and Arab Saudi. These people are called the NRI( Non residering Indian). They taught me one too! Fuhh!
I thing my seniors told us “not to trust anybody here”. I taught maybe that way just of their experience and not all will.
Unfortunately, I was proved wrong! I won’t say all but most of the people we had to handle during our first week here sort of cheated us because they know we know nothing and are new students from Malaysia!
Thank God I was extra extra careful about it all..
Medical school in India is not like medical school anywhere in the world. Like anywhere else, its call professional colleges too but from my opinion , TOTALLY NOT!!
WHY??
Medical schools in India records the highest number of ragging cases in India before Engineering colleges according to a survey!!
KSHEMA(My college) proudly say as an anti ragging campus and no ragging campus n bla bla bla!!! Do not believe anybody and anything here!
As far as I’m concern, no one ragged me or anything like that but there was an incidents that really pissed me off!
First, there is a television in the mess hall(Hostel canteen) and three rows of tables in front of the TV. One day for dinner, all of us the Malaysian first year sat at the table second nearest to the TV and we all occupied two tables. We knew nothing then. Later a Malaysian was called by the Manager of the girls hostel and told her that first year are not suppose to sit at the tables in front of TV! WTF!!?? Isn’t this a form of indirect ragging? Is there any bloody rules that only seniors can sit in front??
Second, there is a cat in our mess hall and she is pregnant. Since I’m a cat lover type, I like giving my extra food or bones to the cat. Then one day when I was about to feed the cat, a senior sort of scolded me for feeding the cat. She is really a B****…I can really recognize her! She told me that it was the mess rules that we are not suppose to feed the cat. For that one reason i went through all the mess rules and there was no such thing!! Worst of all!! Ok fine they don’t like the cat they don’t want to feed the cat…but why they are being so mean by kicking a pregnant cat?? HELLO!! It have life too! Are YOU going to be a doctor and dentist? You don’t even know to appreciate God’s creation and a LIFE!! WHAT A SHAME!?
Like I said before, Its called “ anti-ragging campus” but there have a day called the fresher’s day when all seniors are “ allowed” to rag their junior…Ridiculous isn’t it??
I told i have no words to describe but without realizing I actually wrote a long post this time..
Sorry for could not post this any much earlier…I know it have been more than 2 months since i reached India. Well, folks! Medical student life has just stepped in, I don’t have much time to write a blog ( but plenty of time to Facebook and Skype) hehehe…..
Happy reading…
