I get this question in my inbox on daily basis. And I’ll try to answer it here.
Since day 1, my parents wanted me to be a doctor. I was conditioned into believing I wanted it too, and to an extent, it was my own dream too. I passionately worked for it. I got enrolled in a medical college and graduated as a doctor.
When the euphoria of graduating as a doctor subsided, I realised nothing really changed in my life. It didn’t feel as ecstatic as I dreamt myself to be. I went on to do the Housejob, alongwith finding distractions. It’d be a lie if I say I didn’t enjoy treating patients, i did!! But I just knew there had to be more of something for me. What and how? By then, I didn’t know that.
