(A) Read the following extract and answer the questions given below : I was 33 at the time, a doctor in the West End of London. I had been lucky in advancing thnrough several arduous Welsh mining assistantships to my own practice acquired on the instalment plan Trom a dear old family physician who, at our first interview, gazed at my cracked boots and frayed cuffs and trusted me. I think, I wasn't a bad doctor. My patients seemed to like me-not only the nice old ladies with holhing wrong with them, who lived near the park and paid handsomely for my cheerful bedside manner, but the cabbies, porters and deadbeats in the mews and backstreets of Bayswater, who paid nothing and often had a great deal wrong with them. et there was something-though I treated every- thing that came my way, read all the medical journals, attended scientific meetings, and even found time to take complex postgraduate diplomas -I wasn't quite sure of myself. I didn't stick at anything for long. I had successive idcas of specializing in dermatology, in aural surgery, in pediatrics, but discarded them all. While I worked all day and half of most nights, I rcally lacked perseverance, stability. One day, I developed indigestion. After resisting my wife's entreatics for several weeks, I went casually to consult a friendly colleague. I expected a bottle of bismuth and an invitation to bridge. I received instead the shock of my life : a sentence to six month's complete rest in the country on a milk diet. I had a gastric ulcer. The place of exile, chosen after excruciating conten-tion, was a small farmhouse ncar the village of Tarbert in the Scottish Highlands. Do you think the life of a doctor is an easy one ? Justify.