You are the pride that I carry on my shoulder ,
You are the dream I always dreamt of ,
You are the relief my heart search for ,
You are the answer for years of my struggle,
When people criticize ,
You evoke my responsibility to cure them!
When my hardwork is not acknowledged,
You remind the pledge,
I promised to treat the ill to best of my ability!
When a thought of giving up arises,
You make me remember the struggle,
I have through to achieve you!
Dear stethoscope,
You are the love ,
I can happily lift on my shoulders!
You are the responsibility,
For which I can sacrifice my everything!.....
—-YESHASRI CHENNAGOUNI
