A process where one may be afraid of, for it reveals the inner parts of oneself, be it acceptable or unacceptable. It may looks disgusting, terrifying when we are to observe others dissect that particular being using the scalpel, does not matter whether it is a frog, a rat or a corpse. There are times where we want to know something in details, but not to the point where we have to lay our hands on, searching for more. Actually, it is not as horrible as it seems, if and only if, we are able to overcome the fear, giving it a shot, cut off the skin and have a look at the inside. On the other hand, we tend to show the inner personalities hidden in us during the process; one who does not bother much about learning the veins and arteries but to see the inner structure of the rat instead, who leaves the rat as a whole and defines the word ‘play’ as something not removing all the organs on the inside, who pulls out the head and has a look at the brain and eyeball, who measures the length of the intestines and checks out the structure of the heart; attitudes which then enabling us to be categorized into future doctors and the other way round. In life, there are times where we are blindfolded by the past, hence do not dare to take up the similar challenge in the future, only until we leave it aside that we would be able to take the appropriate actions in overcoming that particular obstacle; being disgusted by certain situation and influenced by specific teaching being passed for generations, we are not daring enough to take another step forward, into the so called prohibited area; attitudes being shown as we move from one challenge to another, embedding particular impression of ours to the others, and us.
