Yellow CardPatrick D’Mello sat across from old Countryface in a dusty recess of the Anatomy Museum. This was on the ground floor of the massive stone building that spread its wings far and wide, containing the Departments of Anatomy, Physiology and Biochemistry, which were the three first-year subjects. And probably the most difficult to pass, according to the seniors.
It was the dreaded day of the first Part Submission, and Patrick had spent most of the previous evening playing football, while the other students were mugging for the viva. He reasoned that he would not pass it anyway, so if this was to be his fate, he might as well not waste his time studying. He had learned this from his older brother, who was two years senior to him. His brother had said that the Anatomy teachers though
