A story of a Medical student which makes me cry!!!  --------------- --------------- --------------- --------------- ------   Never in my wildest dreams, I had the thought of studying at Dhaka  Medical College. It still seems unbelievable as I didn't even have the  money to buy the admission test form. Yes, I had gone through such days.    My childhood was poverty stricken. My daily routine was to work in  fields with my father by day and go fishing at night. I never had the  chance to go for playing like other kids. Survival was our only goal.  But I still had the urge to study, I wanted to be something someday. So  after working the whole day I'd light a lantern and start studying. Even  if my body wanted to rest it took all my willpower to keep going. It  seemed to me that studying is a luxury that I can't afford.   When I  was in class four, my mother died. She suddenly fell sick. A quack  doctor treated her. We didn't have the money for her treatment. Back  then w...