I am walking through the clean sparkling corridors of the hospital. The staff greet me. Then I meet and examine my patients and they share not just their ailments but their worries with me too. They say I am a doctor who just doesn’t treat the body but treats the mind as well. My patients are children who need to be dealt with lots of love and patience. My job as a doctor is taxing but I love it. That’s what I had wanted to become since I was a child.
What if I had become a doctor? Yes, I am not a doctor but every time I sit in any doctor’s cabin somewhere my heart still aches. I am very happy with my life. May be I would have treated innumerable patients, instead now I write innumerable stories of my life.
What if I had become a doctor? May be I would have been married to someone else and not the wonderful man who is my husband now. My kids would have been someone else and not the lovely kids that I have now.
What if I had become a doctor? May be some dreams might have been fulfilled but may be I might have missed out on the fantastic moments that life has offered me so far.
What if I had become a doctor? May be I wouldn’t be writing a blog and taken writing seriously as my passion.