The show is called Grey's Anatomy; and there's a book called Gray's Anatomy, which is the complete compilation of information regarding human anatomy. I believe, it's the doctors' bible. What does it have to do with the show? Well, the book provides every bit of information there is to know about humans, at least anatomically. It features every single bit of nerve, valve, and bones there is in a human body. It studies human beings. In the same, although abstract, way, the show finds delight on 'dissecting' human life through one's experiences, joys, miseries, complications, troubles, griefs, instincts, births and even deaths. Every week, the writers delve into a particular human experience and provides a reflection of how that particular experience affects one's thoughts, deeds and words, his relation with people and his relation with himself.
More than just the drama, the show reminds us and sometimes teaches us the meaning of life. And life isn't always about having fun. Life is an experience full of grim. For that reason, life deserves some reflection. More than just detailing out the technicalities of the human science, more than cutting open the chest of a patient or fixing his face or separating two individuals who got stuck while copulating, and more than just saving lives, apparently, life is also about sadness. Surprises. Worries. Frustration. Desperation. Depression. Grief. Agony... And hope.
We are subdued by life's big dramas.
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