You to me is like cadaver to a medico!!!

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Cadaver -:
I don't study MBBS
MBBS study me.

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Me to tear
and clear
the fascia
on muscles!

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He winked, she smiled.
He held scalpel, she held forceps.
Both bent blushing at eachother on the cadaver to dissect the heart.
Deep inside they knew,somehow their hearts will be connected one day.
Love across the dissection table is beyond understanding.

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مردوں کی چیرپھاڑ شروء ہو گی ہے،
اللہ تعالیٰ بخشش کرے اس روح کی،
جس کے جسم پر ہمارے طبیب بننے کی نئیو رکھی جا رہی ہے

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Anatomy G batch

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Good stories attract us.
There are very few people who will
deny this fact.
But why this is so universally true?

Because a good story has something for
each part of our being. It has a lesson for
the part of our mind that wants to learn.
It has an emotion for the part of our
mind that wants to thrive.
It has some sensations that our
subtle senses feel in
imagination.

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If you are being fed up, disliked, scorned, or abominated by anyone, this is dissection and contrast on the haphazard notion; the training to do this is not given to them in any of the scriptures, as all these are guiltless and dainty. In this case, it's not a term from betrayal dispensation but rather a salutation regime in your brainy tenure. There is no need or obligation to be averse to worries anymore because it will not be detrimental; it is an adjustment to your synced verbs.

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People don't want to know the TRUTHS.
Because TRUTHS are boring, TRUTHS are bitter, TRUTHS are beyond imagination.


Mostly people like to spend within a small little COMFORT-ZONE with their BELIEFS.
Asking questions on their beliefs is doing something against them, because not capable to answering them makes them angry. Sometimes answers come from the non-scientific references or from realization of someone who existed long-long time ago.


BELIEFS do a fantastic job to give people comfort within themselves and within a small society, on the other hand it makes people handicapped to search for the truth.
Because to search truth one needs to inquiry themselves which is painful, like dissecting something to study it.

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They say, I have the ability to
dissect a person into pieces,
but here, I always doubted my
intelligence. Quite interestingly,
after having hours of exchanges
in words, after reading the last
page of the book, I never came to
know about the person that she is.
Why are these shades of mysteries?
Whom this has been created for?

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