Hey, I’m Sayanika but ofc you can call me Sanya . Currently a first-year MBBS student at a government medical college that definitely looked more promising in the prospectus. I came in with high hopes, color-coded notes, and a Pinterest-inspired study routine. Now I’m just surviving on hostel chai, group trauma, and sheer denial.
Every day feels like a speedrun through lectures I don’t fully understand, practicals that feel vaguely illegal, and mental breakdowns I’ve scheduled somewhere between dissection and dinner. My white coat is more grey than white, and Biochemistry? Yeah, still trying to figure out if that’s a subject or a personal attack.
But in the chaos, there’s a strange comfort. Random 2 AM rants, shared misery over viva questions, and friendships built entirely on the phrase “Tu padha kya?” We’re all tired, all confused, but somehow still going. And honestly? That’s kind of the whole vibe.
