The Docs here rock! The King of blogs is a Doc! The most incorrigible flirt on this site is a Doc! Some of the most incisive blogs here are written by a Lady Doc! Among the most wittiest here is an Eye-Doc! And the couch that launched bucketfuls of drool again belongs to a Doc! And one of the best novels I’ve read here is again by a Doc!

Anyway, my respect for Docs went up several notches after interacting with a few here!

Somewhere along the way, the bug got me! I realized I want to BE a Doc!

Ok, now if you’ve finished your ROFL, let me continue.

I discussed my ambition with a friend of mine. He did an ROFL too. Since we both studied(?) together, he knew my capabilities better. But then where there is a will, there is a way.

Thank goodness, we live in a society that is accommodating. My desire to be a Doc is not so ridiculous. I mean if a primary school dropout can aspire and become a minister of state, why can’t a lazy Poet become Dr. PoetBittersweet?

Of course he can.

Aaaah, now comes the problem of a seat. I did have eligibility for a seat. And I have the certificate to prove it. Now it’s just the question of a deal! Of course, the best and the brightest do garner all the best seats. But who wants that? I just want a place in the corner of the last bench.

A wise friend of mine, who has been there and done it, told me that inflation has hit the seats. The asking price is over fifty lakhs now! Fifty lakhs! In plain terms it’s like winning 500 blog-print prizes!

For NRI’s of course, it’s in Dollars! And much more expensive! This is just the donation. The fee and other requisites like cadavers, tools, thread and needle, syringes et al work out to an equivalent amount.

My head was spinning! My friend saw me unsteady and moved in for the KO punch. He told me that just an MBBS is of no use. And the minimum for a MD seat is 70 lakhs!

Phew!

By this time I had my calculator out! I needed to know how I will get my ROI – Return on Investment! I knew that I had to specialize in stuff like enlarging appendages or doing some nose jobs for movie stars, or be a gynec serving Rabri Devi.

How else would I get my money back?

While I looked at him dazed, he told me not to worry! There are places outside the country where you can buy a cheap seat! Like Russia, China, Cyprus and so on. They are even more accommodating. Thank goodness!

Anyway, my hopes of becoming a Doctor someday is not dashed yet. But I was still reeling under the economics of the whole business. I just couldn’t grasp it.

That was when my friend, dear Dr. Wilson, let me in on a secret! That the going price of an eligible Doc in the marriage market is over a Crore! Now that makes good business sense!

No wonder all businessmen want their progeny to become Docs!

PAPA! MAKE ME A DOC!