Salam, guys! Maham here ...
I have great, the greatest, parents ever, geat siblings … an ideal family. All my siblings are becoming doctors, Father is a veterinary doctor, and I have a loving, caring, lovely mother, who loves me a lot more than I love her. All my life has been ideal, ideal, ideal.
Perfect was the word for me in the way that God had gifted me: siblings, parents, friends, especially a childhood friend.
But I never got what I actually aimed and wished forever in my life. From childhood until now all my dreams are left unheard, untouched. Maybe I never had the strength to tell my father that I wanted to be a writer, a poet—a great writer.
He wanted me to become the manifestation of his wishes and work on his dreams. So I was admitted to dental college. I have zero interest in dentistry, but from the beginning I was assigned to a duty that I am fulfilling for my family. And in fulfulling this duty, I have indulged in it so much so that when I’m free, I keep thinking, What am I doing? Why am I not writing?
My greatest weakness is that when my father tells me anything, I forget about my dream. I wanted to be famous as a writer, but now am compensating by thinking, Why not be a dentist and a writer at the same time? But how? I am too weak to handle everything at a time.
I’m getting good grades in dentistry. It has been six months since admission. My grades show that I am too loyal towards studies but I have to be loyal to my aims and dreams too. I want to be famous, write a best-selling story, and have my idol, SRK, star in it.
This is my weakness: whatever I do, I never give it 100 percent. I’ve loved SRK since I was thirteen, but I never showed it to anyone that I am his fan. I was afraid that my siblings will laugh on me.
In actuality, I’m a lonely soul, whom no one understands, actually I can’t explain myself to anyone what I want to do in my life.
Every day, I dream to change the world but lose the strength to.
Maybe I imagine a lot.
This is my life … no love. I pretend to be happy throughout but lonely as hell from inside with my own thoughts … actually obsessed from my own self
Cheers!
