FACT OR FICTION?

When your week begins in an unlikely format, it’s hard to fathom which devil whose path you crossed unknowingly. In my culture the blame would be on the first person you saw on your way from home. Still in primary school, I came across a proverb; “a bad beginning makes a good ending” but no one would admit to fantasying it to come true. It would be akin to a story book character that goes through trials to eventually emerge successful or a hero in what he/she does.

There is some truth to such story book characters despite the wild imaginations usually implored by the authors, most actually do research in these facts. Sometimes it’s such a hard task to discern facts from fictions even in our daily lives. You might at times pause in your actions as something/ person seems beyond your comprehension, at that time you assume it is fiction and it will pass by.

Last week begun as such, a normal initial appointment hadn’t prepared me for a second unplanned meeting that I thought could save me a lot of effort if I had it then. For a moment I thought it was my fiction world and I needed a hero of myself. Trust, maybe I should have taken the mantle of heroism but the imminent memories of characters like those of titanic keeps a cautious side of me alive.

Up to this time I can’t explain why someone, who certainly was a student at one time, could claim he doesn’t speak to students who have research to do. Research he believes should be left to the specialists, the world is indeed coming to naught with such madness lingering on.

That incidence couldn’t freeze time so life had to move on and indeed it was proof that selfish and egoistical people are a minute fraction of the world’s population. With the other part of my study (“Autopsy study…..” as I was being accused of grabbing a pathologist’s role when am a mere student) going on smoothly as I met more nice people and yes I met those I hadn’t seen in years.

Relations I had for long taken a back came to light and by unknown cosmic coincidence of taking paths I wouldn’t have. There is more evidence of the existence of a supernatural being than science might attempt to explain. With a good feeling to culminate a week after a good conversation with a colleague about biostatistics and publications makes me more determined to pursue my dream of clinical research.

At this time, the feeling however elated, albeit a bit from the low set point on Monday, a special guest is yet to arrive. In anticipation, I am and with hope I pray we make a tag team with my special guest and of course the wonderful person making this possible.