At SKIMS, a young intern walked into duty every day with aspiration, aim, and a soul ready to serve. In their early twenties — an age made for goals and beginnings — they chose the way of healing, only to mislay their own life to an infection contracted while serving others.
This was not just a guy in a white coat.
This was a future doctor, a family’s delight, a life created on sympathy and valour.
And yet, duty finished where life should have really begun.
The death of a SKIMS intern is a heart wrenching prompt of an often-forgotten reality: those who safeguard us need safety also. Their oblation is not just a moment of pain, but a call for sturdy safety, support, and honour for every young healthcare worker treading into the frontlines.
The Fragile Heroism of the Young
Youth is supposed to be a promise — of futures waiting to unfold, ambitions ready to take flight, parents waiting proudly in the audience of life as their child becomes someone they always dreamed of. For a medical intern, that promise is tied to sleepless nights, to books heavier than their age, to a calling beyond comfort.
While many spend their twenties dreaming of success, they spend theirs dreaming of saving others.
But sometimes, destiny is cruel.
Sometimes the very hands trained to save life cannot defend their own.
A quiet infection, an unseen microbe, a moment of exposure — and a journey breaks midway.
Not because of weakness, but because duty has a cost too often ignored, too easily forgotten.
More Than a Loss — A Question
When a young life in service ends, it leaves behind a silence filled with questions:
Do we protect those who protect us?
Do we value our healers the way we should?
How many dreams must break before the system wakes up?
These questions echo louder than grief.
They are not anger, they are truth — spoken too late, too often.
A dream was interrupted — but the dedication it stood for remains.
May we honour their service not only with grief, but with change.
Rest in honour. Your commitment will not be forgotten.

