Hello there! Hope this week is treating you well ! Me ? I've been doing things , going places keeping my sleep at stake . Chronic insomniac that I am , it did nothing much except for paying guest on my face " My Dark Circles". After having done some tedious night shifts I reach home tired , tanned . I see guests home. I go meet them up formally. The first dialogue , " Arere , Bachchi kaali hogayi ." Trust me, this was the first time a comment on my appearance didn't bother me much. I smiled at them. My eyes were really tired after tedious shift . I spoke a few words . Jumped to my favorite corner of the house lazing around doing nothing. There was a part of my teenage when appearance mattered it sort of reduced in early twenties.That part I would shed tear when my close ones would make fun of my appearance. In mid twenties, I don't even care. These days I carry my dark circles like a soldier carries his war wounds and bullet ma
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