I've been pondering through for some while about why I wish to take up medicine in university. Some people questioned that motive of mine because to be one, a person has to spend 5 years burying their heads in the midst of endless piles of books, facts and datas. After graduation, they would have to serve another 6 years of bond before they can really make it big in life. By that time, your fellow schoolmates would probably be some of a reputable status in life.

To be able to turn a person's life around through proper medication and procedures carried out by doctors, it really is a huge sacrifice and burden to carry upon their shoulders. Furthermore, your social life with your circle of friends and even close buddies or your family will be compromised since your biological clock will be tampered with by the endless rounds you have to make in the hospitals. What could be worse than not being able to see your loved ones.

Despite all these, my motivations of being one seems to shine brighter amidst all the negativity of this world. Parents objecting to my application to medical school, friends discouraging my intention to apply with the mere reason that my grades were not up to mark, not being able to afford the exorbitant fees of medical school especially those of overseas if I were to pay for my own education.

I'm born with a congential heart disease. A condition doctors termed as "Tetralogy of Fallot," or in short "a hole in the heart." I consider myself to be lucky in order to survive the ordeals of going under the knife. As an infant, I was frail and "unhealthy" since I had to undergo operations after operations, injections after injections, leaving painful marks of scars on my body. Countless tears were shed by me and for me, thinking that I would probably perish even before I would go through the major operation that changed my entire life forever. Frankly speaking, I was considered lucky since there was a child who was suffering the same ailment as me in the opposite ward. God chose to take away the child's life instead of mine for whatever reason which I'm not supposed to know back then. However, after this 19 years of my life, undergoing trials and tribulations , physical and emotional setbacks, elation and sorrow, I have realised why I existed or rather why God allowed me to stay on planet Earth. To be a channel of blessing to others since I myself have been blessed.

Against all odds, I have managed to build a body that is fit and healthy, at least fitter than the majority of the National servicemen. I'm able to run a full marathon, play an entire game of basketball, lift heavy weights or engage in any other intensive activity, and remain as a whole piece. So I would like to thank the Lord for that.

I know that even gaining admission into the medical faculty is not easy. But it is against my nature to give up without trying. Because if I have tired and failed, I would have no regrets. If I do not try, it would probably be something that I would look back and regret for the rest of my life. To be able to save lives and to impact others is my life's mission. The journey is not going to be easy but as the going gets tough, the tough gets going. If I too being weak knows how to dream big and overcome all odds, I believe that nothing is too impossible for you as well.

Philippians 3:13-14
Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.