Almost there

Three years ago, I thought it would be a dream. It would start and I would breeze through the whole thing unscathed.

Three years after, bruised and sore and tired. I am almost there.


Growing up, I never thought or even considered studying medicine. History encyclopedias were my best friends and the only dream I had was to go to Egypt. But things rarely ever go as planned. After spending endless nights poring over microscopic organisms, problems on electricity and organic chemistry, almost joining a design school and then repeating everything for a year more, somehow, some odd twist of fate brought me here. And I think I am glad.

I still love the history encyclopedias and I still want to go to Egypt. But now, I might also get to save lives. Sometimes, the plans which go all wrong do ending up working right in the end.