I was born for a reason.

I never knew I would grow to have studied medicine, nor that I would spend half my life around people who were ill, who were dying, those who lost hope and their worlds crumbled in a black void of negativity, and I do not exaggerate.

But I did my duty, and it was simple - to give out hope to those who had lost it, to encourage people whose heads were fallen, to inspire people, to entertain them and to show them that not all on this earth was bad, and the world is not negative as some people see it. There is good if we chose to see it, and that there is love, even within hate.

What about myself? I do not think much about myself, but I do feel that there is enough fire as there is ambition to do good, that it could drive me to do great or terrible things, and some things that I am yet to realize. But whatever it is, the reason I was born for, it is 'not' ordinary.