The beauty of the morn

I sank deeper into my blanket, pretending not to hear my alarm. I had always been an early bird. But since last few months of internship, waking up early has become a very difficult task. I got out of my room by around 6:30am, all decked up to face the day ahead. And suddenly the beauty of the morning had me entranced for a few minutes. My ears delighted at the polyphonic chatter of birds. A fresh batch of flowers were ready to greet me with some lingering fragrances. The greenery suddenly seemed so beautiful! It was a great gift from nature…a boost to help me start another hectic day. It promised refreshment after all of the day’s hurdles and reminded me of the beauty of life. 

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Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me.

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