your-story

This is weird, very weird. I guess it’s probably because of the formality because we never address each other like this but here is an open letter to you, my dearest friend. Today I am going to write few of the things that I feel about us, few things that I’ve learned about us and few things that we’ve become. I won’t promise it’s going to be short but.

A hobby is basically an activity you do in your leisure time. They can be anything from painting, playing basketball or even gardening. It is something that relaxes you, helps you be calm and have a particular amount of time dedicated to yourself.

Picture 11:03 pm on the clock, everyone asleep or at least trying to sleep. There are a couple of books stacked on the right side of your table, a laptop open with music playing in a single window and your subject notes assembled on the other.

Thanks mom and dad “I STILL REMEMBER THOSE DAYS WHEN YOU GLOWED MY LIFE WITH RAYS YOU NEVER COMPLAINED WHEN I WAS AWFUL THANKS MOM AND DAD YOU MADE MY LIFE COLOURFUL I DONT KNOW HOW TO PRAISE NO WORDS OF WORSE THING I CAN RAISE YOU DID A LOT

I wish I could be alone dreaming in my own world but it’s quite harder. Your life is not only yours, it is bounded to thousands of people around you. Their hopes, interests, motivation always lie upon you. You can never be free from them. Being a medical student, I