Years ago, I received a phone call for an interview as surgical registrar at a reputed hospital. I was in a fix, as I was stranded with a 9 month old infant at home for that week, my in-laws were out of station and my husband was busy at work. Determined to make it work and not reschedule the interview, I made a few phone calls and requested my husband's cousin to look after my son while I was away for the interview. However she refused to stay alone with a baby. So we eventually decided to all go together for the interview. The D-day arrived and we three, me, my little son and cousin bundled up in the taxi and landed outside the doctor's cabin for the interview. My turn came, the interview went well and I secured the job. Many months passed and as I had to move on to do superspecialisation, I resigned from the job. The department gave me a warm farewell, and it was then that the lady doctor who was on my interview panel spoke to me candidly. 'You know, I saw you out...