Hopsital Posting.

4.15 pm.

Just another day of my average hospital posting routine, wishing quietly it ended earlier, because I was sleepy.

It was when we had a bedside clinical teaching when I saw a mother , who watched over her son with tender care. She was worried as her son condition is depleting. 

I hope he survived, for one more day to live with unconditional love. Once he is recovered, I hope he wont forget that soft gazing full of love from his bedside. Cause I can't. 

Reached hostel, texted Mak, and off to bed. Life is beautiful, and if you look around, you will always find something to be amazed of. 

Stay healthy peeps ! 

Till again, assalamualaikum. 

This much.

For, 

Someone , 

Despite of all good or bad, 

whom stayed. 

I should, atleast do this much. 

Love, till then Assalamulaikum. 

Unlucky

The unlucky tales of a girl in a crocs.


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K
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If they give her a pair of prada , will her fate change ?



Till next time, assalamualaikum.

Leaving on a jet plane

Life is rough sometimes,book the flight and leaves.

'why do u go away? so that u can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving' - Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky.

and,
As u thinking, your bank account prohibited.


Irony,
life is rough remember?

Bucket list , Switzerland

Till then,  Assalamualaikum :)