#WritcoStoryPrompt12
The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as a doctor in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do?
In this white coat....In this sound of heart sensing stethoscope....a doctor is a guardian of life....need to be a protector of life....even at the time of starting a breath...for a new born baby....and at the time of ending a breath for an old one....With care and comfortation...! ...With love and determination..!
As a doctor I wanted to help her.Service is something engulfed into my blood...It is fate which made me a doctor!...If not I will do some other work for the service of humanity.
A man or woman involved in human service would be irrespective of criticisms....His goal is above all that..He focussed only for a greater goal..!.If dedicated...he never worry about his work or the things in acceptance....and always try to improve it.He would do most acceptable things based on morality.His conscience is much developed to make him hit If he think,do or say anything wrong.
As I am a doctor...involved in human service....!
When two men went to my...