Holding on to hope of becoming a doctor


I AM 19 years old. My generation is perceived as ungrateful as we are well-fed, sheltered, protected and loved, leaving us in a nice comfort zone.

On our part, we think all these are permanent. But we are naïve. Take one of those things away and we will crumble.

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