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. 


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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