Almost three years ago, I was the chief resident of our training program. The chief resident was primarily responsible for designing curricular activities in collaboration with the faculty, attending and representing the department and the residency program at the majority of hospital and administrative meetings, providing regular updates on resident performance, designing the on-call schedule and rotations, and supervising juniors.

It was the most difficult job for me. I found it …

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Sometimes in life, we experience feelings of desperation, uncertainty, confusion, or curiosity.

I was desperate and wanted to explore my options regarding employment after completing two fellowships, one in oncology and the second one in palliative care.

I don’t have many opportunities in my city due to the limited number of oncology centers. So I started considering other centers, especially in the surrounding cities.

I was thinking about the nearest city, which is …

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Since I was a child, I have despised the words “May you live long.”

I felt like it was a curse.

My younger brother, who knows my thoughts, used to joke, “Allah kre tumhari itni lambi umar ho, tum marne ko tarso!” (May Allah bless you with such a long life that you will pray for your death.)

He still wishes the same for me. (He wants me to suffer.)

I used to say …

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I am 31, and my dad turned 54 this year. He had me when he was just 23 years old. I was born in Islamabad, the capital city of Pakistan, and he came from a small village in Punjab.

He is a self-made man who struggled all his life to give his children a better future. No one from our village ever went to school. He was the first to get …

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He is 75 years old, and I am 30. Wondering how we met? It was a very casual meeting in a park.

I live in a four-story building with numerous flats. There is a long walking and jogging track and a playground in front of my building.

On the opposite side of this ground, there are huge bungalows and fancy houses.

People from both sides of the road come here to walk and …

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I’m at a loss for words—how can someone give something so beautiful to a complete stranger who is nothing more than a doctor?

I first met him a year ago when he was referred to us by the neurosurgery department following his brain tumor surgery.

I was the first doctor to meet him in the radiation oncology clinic. He was 40 years old, a laborer from the lower middle class, and accompanied …

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