Allhumdolillah! I am at a much better place since my last post with series of lab tests, utlrasounds, a mammogram and some other really scary tests, and a gut wrenching anxiety of results. I am doing well thankfully everything was clear except low iron levels with vitamin d3 deficiency. These deficiencies are now on their way to recovery. It is worth noting that I have been struggling with intense brain and physical fatigue since 2019 but not a single doctor was able to identify my problem. Once somebody is diagnosed with depression or anxiety then every health issue they complain about is looked from the psychological lenses. Nobody asked me to check iron, vitamin b12 or vitamin d3 deficiencies even my mum who is a dermatologist always assured me that I am fine and this weakness is just a phase. It was a phase alright, it engulfed almost 8 years of my life pushed back my career and research ambitions. This is not the case alone with me but there are many people who silentl...
Yesterday evening as I was returning home I stopped at a signal, it was a long wait and then all of a sudden I saw a soft fluffy hand tapping on the car window. The little hand has lost its colour due to heavy layers of dirt on it. This tiny hand belonged to an equally small girl who was smiling at me. She is hardly 8 or 9, has a round- slightly chubby face that is only adding beauty to her innocence. We had a barrier of a closed window between us but as I looked at her, she responded with joy in her eyes and a big smile on her face. She thought that I would give her some money, oh..did I forget to tell you that she was one of our regular beggars. I didn’t give her any money although I wanted to but something stopped me, rather we communicated by only our face expressions. Then as the signal went green she beaconed, that we will talk more tomorrow, same time – same place. I thought to myself, what are these children doing on streets? They should be under the ...