Blogging is Cheaper Than Therapy

Please be advised, the following is from my own analysis, personal experiences and insight. Everything I am saying could be completely wrong. It’s funny to me how much the word "love" is thrown around. It’s such a powerful expression that I dislike using casually. I’ve been told by a good amount of people that they “love” me but what does that really mean? I don’t think any affinity they may have for me is not at the level of love. I don’t think there is one way to define love but there are certainly action that correspond with the feeling. Obviously in life, certain people will love you for the sake of having to but it is very rare to meet somebody outside of familial or obligatory relationships that feels such a way. “It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all”, this is bogus. Love is unbreakable, Love is not a finite thing. I do not believe that you can  fall out of love … If there was somebody in your life that you truly love(d), you would

I feel bad that it has taken this long for me to write in my blog here. The last few weeks have been so hazy and have been a long blur, it's surreal. I cannot believe it has been nearly three weeks since my father passed away. I remember three weeks ago this day I selfishly decided to stay out late because coming home was so hard; it was so hard to see my father in the state he was in. I came home at 12:45 that night and sat next to my dad and talked to him until I was consumed by my sleepiness. He was in his medicine-induced incoherent state and was seeing things that were not really there. I talked to him as best as I could in a way where he could easily understand what I was saying to him. With tears in my eyes, I told him how proud I was of him. Alhamdulillah, I got to tell him all of the things I felt about him and didn't want to lose him without him knowing how much I loved him. Abu, my dad.. my best friend, my protector, my confidante, my coach, my teacher, the person

My thoughts on doctors is probably very inconsistent with that with the rest of society. Now, please keep in mind that my current viewpoints are stemming from that which I have been surrounded with and that is a large group of people from an Indian and Pakistani background; those are two countries where being a doctor is revered as something on par with being with a saint. I get such a kick out of people introducing them self as "Dr. so and so", as if that title is supposed to carry some weight with it. Every time I meet a young man (I don't know too many female medical students) who tell me that they are in med school, in residency or are practicing doctors, I will always ask them "What made you decide to practice Medicine?" I choose the words I speak very carefully, I ask them why they decided to "practice medicine" rather than asking them why they want to be a doctor. Doctors practice medicine, it's not a be-all-end-all title. People usually