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Statement of Purpose
My story, or rather the story of what made me want to pursue medicine, would require me to
start with the painful story of my childhood friend. Back when I was a school-going child, my
brother and I were obsessed with cricket. What we played was a slightly modified and super
popular kind of cricket - the Street cricket, or better known as ‘Gully’ cricket.

Ramu, the son of our household help, would often play cricket with us. He was an amazing
batsman and everybody wanted Ramu on their side. One day, while we were in the middle of an
intense match, Ramu started to complain about a stomachache. He left mid-match, which was
not common, at least for him. He didn’t turn up to play with us on the next day, and three more
days after that. Naturally, my brother and I went to our househelp and asked her about Ramu,
wondering why he was not playing with us anymore. Our househelp stated that her son was
advised to stay in bed till his condition improved.

A few days passed by and we came to learn that our dear Ramu had passed away.

At the tender age of 11, neither my brother nor I could digest the sudden demise of our friend.
What puzzled us more was how someone could pass away due to a stomachache. Because
according to us, stomach ache was something that lasted a day, or mostly two. It was when we
grew up that we learnt the reason behind his death - acute appendicitis. When the symptoms
started to manifest, Ramu’s mother consulted an unqualified individual offering medical
treatments in our locality. As a result, the condition wasn’t diagnosed on time and Ramu ended
up losing his life.

The death of our best friend opened us up to the plight of millions of people across the country
who don’t have access to qualified physicians. This, in a way, motivated us to pursue medicine.

I spent hundreds of hours every day, studying well up to midnight, in a boarding school all away
from my parents. I wanted to crack the medical school entrance. My hard work paid off, and I
got into a reputable medical school. The young me was overjoyed about having made it to and
assumed that it was going to be a walk in the park from then on.

I was soon met with a huge blow as I failed the Biochemistry course in my first year. While
failing such a subject in the first year may be discouraging for many, it was a fortunate
awakening call for me. I realized that my feet had to be on the ground.

Since then, I worked tirelessly and gradually improved my GPA, while also learning various skills
that make one a credible physician. Three years passed by and things seemed to be going
smoothly until I met with another setback: failing the Obstetrics & Gynecology course in the
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final year and having to stay back in the med school slightly longer. Initially, I was devastated. As
someone who wanted to specialise in Pediatrics, how could I have failed a course that is the
very base of Pediatrics? After introspecting, I learned that I was not very confident during the
practical examinations, leading to my flunking of the course. So I made full use of the extra time
I had to spend in medical school. I took part in as many clinical rotations as I could and worked
on my weak points to make myself better prepared for the practical examinations. As a result, I
completed the course successfully.

My medical school was located on the outskirts of a metropolitan city. This translated to a high
volume of patients on a daily basis, which was of great help during my internship period. There
was a case from those days that firmly planted the ambition to pursue Neonatology in me. It
was the first day at the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. Till then, I was aiming to become a
Pediatrician and hadn’t considered pursuing Neonatology. It all changed when we had to treat a
newborn suffering from pathological jaundice. The infant’s condition was deteriorating and had
to be intubated. I was assigned his case and the next two weeks still remain fresh in my
memory. Since day one, we took a lot of measures to stabilise the infant’s condition. By
mid-second week, the infant was ready to be discharged. While my role was to monitor and
administer or perform treatments ordered by the Neonatologist, the amount of gratitude the
infant’s family displayed towards me and the tears of joy as they left the department helped me
realize my future goal.

All things said, before I embarked on the journey to pursue a super speciality such as
Neonatology, I wanted to first gain substantial clinical experience. So I went on to work as a
Duty Medical Officer and Casualty Medical Officer for the last six years, dealing with countless
cases while also assisting specialist providers where advanced treatments were required.

I am now more confident than ever to take the next step towards my dream goal - becoming a
Neonatologist. My work experience, unwavering dedication towards my goals, perseverance,
and the ability to keep going despite being met with crushing setbacks make me an ideal
candidate for the program. I am confident that working towards specializing in the United
Kingdom will help me gain access to world-class training and enable me to be a part of the UK
National Health Service.