Turning over the pages of my memory, I remember a lot of events that happened in my life, but I would specifically consider a few of them as being the closest to my heart.  

   My brain holds a memory from when I was 2, about my obsession with a 250 page book - “Mother & Baby - Johnson’s” amidst a room of toys.  I remember that I used to sit on the couch, and flip through the pages, hours together, back and forth, never reading any of them.  Whenever I am spotted to be  quiet by my mother, I am at it, glancing through the pages..

Over a period of time, I could slowly realize that I was a deep thinker, sitting quietly, “reading”, interpreting every single word and image on the page.  I wanted to know everything that was meant to know, and that led me to develop an interest in science & medicine.  At a very young age, I had the aspiration to become a gynecologist, maybe in the shades of my interest in leafing through the baby book, which developed into becoming an orthosurgeon when I was 8 and then finally, a neurosurgeon when I was 12.