Call with Sarah

While cleaning the room, I noticed that my diary was lying at the very bottom, covered with dust. I took out the book and cleaned it with a cloth with dim eyes. I used to write my feelings and poetry every day, but now it is hidden under piles of chemistry and physics books.My parents never forced me to do anything but they had a dream in their eyes to make me successful, my father dreamed of seeing me as a doctor. Not following their dreams would disappoint them and not letting them pursue my dreams would wear me down. The phone is ringing.......(Sarah is calling, my best friend)

Hey, where are you, I sent you dozens of messages. Sorry, I didn't notice, I was lost in my thoughts. Sara: What happened, tell me. How many times I told you to do what you want, do you think about your future. But...what about my people's dreams??

Realizing my dream would disappoint them, those who believed in me the most.Sarah: Wanting something different doesn't mean you love them less, you can become a doctor and still pursue your dreams.