No. I am not Salman Khan. And this is not about a footpath and the " driverless" car that ran over it. It is, though, about being simply human, despite the world expecting you to be otherwise. A white coat and a stethoscope does not make me a Saint, and definitely not Satan. I remain, at my core, a person, trying to figure out life just like a million others out there. Does my job get to me? On some days, yes it does. When I haven't been home for the better part of the year, when I see people of my age discover new experiences, when my friends and family get married or have kids and I can't make it and all I do is spend hours among the sick and miserable, its hard not to get demotivated. Infact, its impossible not to. But I am not even allowed to voice this, since I am told I apparently signed up "to serve humanity." While that particular claim still remains debatable, let me tell you what I DID sign up for. I signed up for the adrenaline rush I get whe