Post-graduation is a marathon of caffeine 
and clinical cases 
. But in the middle of the hustle and stress of my post-graduation days in Shimla, I found a moment of pure magic. Feeling the first snowflakes 
of my life hit my face, I forgot all about my thesis and rounds for a few hours.
There’s something surreal about stepping out of the high-pressure environment of post-grad life into the quiet, falling snow of the Ridge. It wasn’t just a weather event; it was a much-needed reminder that life exists outside the library and the wards.
Watching Shimla transform into a winter wonderland was the perfect “brain break” I needed to power through my residency. It remains one of my favorite memories from my PG journey.
Sometimes, the best medicine is just a change in altitude and a little bit of snow! 
When did you experience your first snow fall moment? Where was it?
MBH/PS