Why I quit med school — and maybe you should too
Until two months ago, I was a medical student. It was in October this year that I decided to quit MBBS for astronomy — my lifelong passion. Sadly, in our part of the world, astronomy is hardly considered a full-time profession that can put food on the table.
By the time I realised that I must quit medical school, I was already in my fourth year, and as expected, faced tremendous resistance from my family. There were many reasons why my interest in acquiring my degree dwindled.
Poor teaching methods was one of them. Quite frankly, I also felt that my institute was only interested in churning out large numbers of incompetent, unenthusiastic and ‘mechanical’ health professionals every year.
I could not ignore the undue importance that was given to 'attendance'. A majority of my class-fellows attended lectures not to learn, but only to qualify for exams, and would then cheat shamelessly to pass.
They were afraid to fail simply because their report cards were sent directly to their homes. To make matters worse, my parents frequently reminded me of my exorbitant tuition fee, and how it was slicing off a big portion of their incomes.
As I pushed myself on and continued with school, I increasingly found myself spending hours in the college library, or roaming around the campus aimlessly to kill time. The classes failed to hold me in.
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I tried, I really tried. I frequently sent myself on guilt trips over my parent's financial constraints, but to no avail. After a while, I just couldn't take it anymore.
Every morning, I would leave home, bunk class and sit in a coffee shop or restaurant to read magazine articles on science, physics and astronomy. During one of the loneliest phases in my life, it was the only thing that made me feel better.
Soon enough, every night, all I did was look at the stars through my telescope. In fact, this was the only thing that helped me survive the depression. I kept this routine up throughout my exams.
Exasperated, one of my parents even went so far as to threaten burning my telescope if I failed my exams. This took me by surprise. Of all the people, I expected them to understand how astronomy helped me retain my sanity.
For all the opposition I faced, my love for the subject only deepened.
It was during this difficult period of my life that I found the Lahore Astronomical Society (LAST). I became a member instantly, and have very recently been promoted to the position of Secretary.
Since then, many of my astronomy pictures have been featured in international news websites, including the Daily Mail and the New Scientist. I have also presented on astronomy to college and university audiences on multiple occasions, both inside and outside Lahore.