Orthodontic Residency--- Nicknames Edition

 

Hi,

I am Sadia Asif. And I casually write blogs about different things, but writing about Orthodontic Residency from a resident's perspective is one of them. I am 10 years ahead of my orthodontic residency and hence I feel extremely safe about writing about the fun stuff I encountered during those 4 years (which were not fun at that time, of course!).

As a method of survival in a different city with no friends circle whatsoever, I made up a few survival hacks. One was to imagine everyone how they looked when they were a child (3/4/5 years old) and the second was I kept nick names of everybody who pissed me off. 

Fun Fact: The numbers of those lucky people are still saved as their nicknames in my phone to date :P. 

I will share a few of those here (because I have nothing better to do today). So, let's begin 

Tanhaiyan and closing doors 19 July 2025

 Tanhaiyan and closing doors 19 July 2025

What did 13 June 2024 did to me?

It took me back to square one. I am still trapped in the pic here

This pic was taken back in the 90s. It was 1995 or 1996. Basir Chacha had just shifted into his new home. And there was some house warming party and this was at the roof where Qadir Chacha suggested that we the 4 of us should stand and he will take a photo. The walls were low and I was afraid to stand with such small boundary wall at my back. Abbu made us all stand and he was trying hard that I stand  and pose for the picture. I was still afraid ....very very afraid. And then Qadir Chacha urged Abbu to stand with us all. He never wanted to be in the picture ....he wanted a group picture of the four of us. But he had to. Cuz I was afraid. 

You can clearly see his fingers placed on my shoulder ....re-assuring me that he is still standing behind.

I just wanted to make sure that Abbu is still there. Behind me. So I checked by placing my arms backwards and held his shirt. I wanted to be cent percent sure that he was there. 

That is how I was back in the 90's. 

I wanted re-assurance again n again. And that too only from Abbu. 

I would ask him gazillion times that he won't forget to pick me from school. And he would reply ....each time.... patiently. Abbu was never that patient. He was with me. Because he was told that I am a carbon copy of his younver brother. And I get worried just like him. So he would play along.

People tell me to overcome the loss....my question is How? 

If I erase Abbu from the picture (like I have erased Sarah, Wardah and Hiba....just to make my point) I would be standing in front of a very tiny wall, from a great height and no background at all.

Haseena Moin apa was once asked that how she came up with the idea of the drama  "Tanhaiyan".  Her reply was that the play was about two girls who respond differently to the parental loss. I am oscillating between Zara and Saniya. Chasing the same old house and the door closing behind my back.