August 11th. My graduation ceremony. I have dreamed of being a doctor since forever. On August 11th, I’ll be officially declared a holder of the MBBS degree. I will be gifted the mantle of a doctor, whom the university has deemed safe to handle the health of people. 27 more days to go…everyone is busy with the preparations. Buying sarees and suits  getting blouses stitched,  organising the programmes for thanksgiving ceremony..all that everyone has to talk about is the convocation.But all my joy about Aug 11th got shattered when my dad had a stroke few weeks back.

It was my dad’s dream to make me a doctor. Hence if there is someone who would be overjoyed to see me in the graduation hat,it is daddy. But now…I  don’t know how he is going to make it. And hence I look at that day with dread. It will be a miracle if my dad can walk into my graduation ceremony. And my heart yearns for exactly that. Now the chances for that seems so bleak..but maybe there is a ray of hope. Maybe.<sigh>. The rest of my life story seems to be studded with “maybes”..maybe dad will walk again. Maybe I can still find work in the mission field. Maybe I can find a hospital where I’ll have someone who loves to teach and where I’ll pick up better clinical skills. Maybe  …maybe I’ll find happiness again.Maybe I can smile again from my heart. Suddenly “maybe” has become synonymous to “miracles”. But I believe in miracles. Hence, maybe!


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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