Dear younger me...

Well, I am officially in my thirties now....I can't even claim I'm in my late twenties anymore.(Not that anyone would dispute that even if I did....except my mom of course who follows a strange muslim calender and says I'm actually 2 years older than I really am...yikes!)So here's a letter to myself, knowing what I know now.This is a letter of wisdom for a younger me(minus 10 years!)

Dear younger self,

I know you feel you are finally liberated after so many years of cuckolding (by your parents) now that you are finally in med school on your own and out to make an impression.

You may feel you don't know what you really want in life yet except to maybe get through school in the next few years but make sure you make the most of it.Do not get sidetracked.

You are made of good stuff and you stand by it.Do not live for someone else for it shapes the decisions you make,which may not always be the best ones for your own future.

Mistakes will happen but learn from them and do not wallow in self pity.

And maybe you should take up that offer of veejaying you got while walking down Brigade Road one day(it's a big thing these days!)

On the other hand things all happen for a reason and everything works out for the best.Last but not least know that life is too beautiful not to savour it and too precious not to live it.

Love,
Faiza

How not to unwind after a long day....

-have your mom moan about her 'ill health'.
-have her insist that she doesn't need to see a doctor because gee her daughter is one!(doesn't matter that she deals with kids more than scalpels!)
-have her worry herself about all sorts of surgical problems she could be having!
-have your mom lament the fact that she has an uncaring,insensitive, mean daughter who doesn't care about her.
-AND your mom saying that none of this would ever happen if the said mean,uncaring,insensitive daughter was MARRIED!

Phew!

One heckuva week!