The Story Of Life and Giving Birth

Life is a risky thing, especially when its not your own that is in your hands. When you know that after God its you who stands between the death and life of your patient. You fight death, utilize all your capabilities, you strive hard to win the furious battle. You hold on to life with the edges of your fingers, even when you know it not yours.


I got a chance to assist my senior doctor in a C-Section commonly known as cesarean. Its fascinating when you bring a new baby to the world from it's mother's womb. That little thing twists and cries in your arms. The adrenaline rush that you feel when you secure the bleeding and the satisfaction that you get when you see the mother nursing her new born child that you just delivered.


I have learned that life is really really short, its delicate, it's fragile and it's priceless. Yes, it is hard, sometimes cruel, it has sorrows, pains and cries but i have seen it end in smiles and peace. Believe me those pains never last long they always end when the hope emerges and fills you completely with peace and inner satisfaction. Yes, you do have scars which remain forever, but they are your medals of passing through the tough times. Don't be upset when you look back at past, Stop the past from haunting you, make it your strength and tell yourself "I got through this, i am strong  and i deserve to be happy" 


Being a final year medical student now, am bombarded with seminars, assignments and ward duties and i have learned a lot during these days and i feel more then proud on being a doctor then i ever did.

Fire Of Love

"Oh God
let all lovers be content.
Give them happy endings.
Let their lives be celebrations.
Let their hearts dance in the Fire of Your Love.. "


 ♥  ♥ Rumi  ♥  ♥

Be My Star, My Mirror, My Sword, My Shield

Be my star, lead me the way. Guide me to heavens, just take my hand and make me feel yours forever, hold me tight don't let me go. Shine into my darkness and turn it into a glittery morning. Make my tears fade away in the warmth of your love. Be my Star..


Be my mirror, reflect my thoughts. Let me be me. Tell me you want the Original ME. Show me how i look by reflecting me whenever i look into your eyes. Let me pour my heart out to you, show you my every scar, my every wound. Let me be You, let you be Me..


Be my sword, my knight in the shining armour. Rescue me from myself and breathe into me. Cut through all my dark memories with the shining blade and make me shine once again.. 


Be my shield. Stand with me like a solid rock, firm and strong. Wrap me in ecstasy. Let me cling on to you,  holding on for life. Blend into me like you are a part of me.. 

© Rabea Kamran

My Love for Neurosurgery..

Since i entered a medical school wherever anyone would ask what do u wanna be i would always say "Neurosurgeon". I have always been fascinated how a little mass like a brain controls our whole body. The emotions, the thoughts, intuition, feelings, its the center of everything. 


Every time i enter the Operation theater for watching a neurosurgery i always act like a kid who has just entered Disney land. My colleagues cannot understand what is so passionate about it, and why i act so crazy. Neurosurgeons keep telling me "Beta its not an easy job, especially for delicate girls like you. It requires harsh time tables, you need to stand for almost 12 hours for the operation. Its not an easy task."  But i always reply "You did it right? because it was your passion? and am gonna do it too InshALLAH" and they just keep staring at me.


There is no limit to dreaming, just believe in them and have faith in yourself that one day you will overcome all the hurdles and make your dreams come true.