I was raised in a quiet village called Basantpur, nestled beside the Mahakali River. As a child, I would walk along its banks, wondering what the future might hold. Coming from a middle-class family, the dream of studying medicine once felt out of reach. But my story has always been about persistence, growth, and belief in the journey ahead.
“Life's a road, not made to stay,
Each step forward, a brand new day.
Though the path is rough and long,
We grow, we learn, we find our song.”
After grade 10, I worked as a khalasi, or assistant bus driver, in Mahendranagar. On those long drives, I listened to countless stories—people traveling for work, treatment, or reunions...
Eventually, I ranked 39th out of more than 8,000 students in a national entrance exam conducted by the Ministry of Education, Nepal, earning a scholarship to pursue medicine.
Following my MBBS, I returned to serve at Mahakali Hospital in my hometown, fulfilling a two-year bond. The communication skills I had unknowingly developed as a khalasi—talking to people from all walks of life—proved invaluable in the hospital...
“For every heart, a different beat,
For every step, a journey sweet.
Though the paths may seem the same,
Each story holds a unique name.”
My curiosity for diagnostic reasoning and patient-centered care deepened during my time as a medical officer. One case in particular stands out...
I am excited about training in the U.S. because of the emphasis on evidence-based practice, interdisciplinary collaboration, and continuous learning...
Looking ahead, I envision myself practicing as an internist who not only delivers excellent clinical care but also contributes to underserved populations...
Thank you.