2019: I’m searching for a place to stay at Liverpool.
‘Moving away from my family to take care of my family’ will be the toughest decision I’ve ever taken in life.
2005: Amma says a firm ‘NO’ to my ‘quit Medicine plans’ (Achan still in the Middle East taking care of us)
2019: Amma says ‘Yes’, not a firm Yes but a weak one. (Achan gave up his work to take care of his better half who bravely fought a cancer)
Thanks to this society for making it really difficult for Doctors to make a living, specifically the ‘young-growing up’ ones.
NB: Well, this is just a random thought that drove into my mind while having dinner, and it isn’t a trigger for a debate of any sorts.
(Latest thought that’s flashing right now: അമ്മേടേം അച്ഛന്റേം സ്നേഹം UK ഇലായാലും കിട്ടും, പക്ഷെ അവർ ഉണ്ടാക്കുന്ന ചോറും ചമ്മന്തിയും ചാള പൊരിച്ചതും ഒക്കെ എങ്ങനെ കിട്ടും?)