Basrah Bee — An Introduction to Illumination

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cher, downsizing to mere luggage to my name and being far from home. Adapting to a new country was another level of brutal. I lost friends, missed out on beautiful moments — weddings, birthdays, saying goodbyes to those who passed. And the hardest of all, bearing the fact that I can never give back to the country I love — because I can’t practice at home with my qualifications.</p><p id="fd34">But you know, learning Medicine in a developing country is humbling. It opens your eyes to those who lack access to medicine. You see the impact of limited resources on healthcare. And though every ounce of me craves the most up-to-date technology, or amazing facilities, these are the people who need greater help. And I learnt to appreciate the finer aspect of <b>everything </b>that I have back home.</p><p id="d3c1">Its been 3 years. And yet, everyday continues to be a journey of <b>acceptance</b>.</p><h2 id="5577">Why I’m here</h2><p id="6232">I was devastated with the prospects of working as a doctor in a third world country. I didn’t want the lack of salary to pose as a burden. I write, to explore other sources of income so that I can continue doing what I love, without money being my primary goal. I quickly learnt that if you’re looking to make money, Medium is not the place.</p><p id="5479">So why did I stay, then?</p><p id="a961">I always had a dislike for academic writing. It felt dry and intimidating. I liked something more relax. One that the laymen would enjoy. My long term goal is to be a physician who is also a successful author like Atul Gawande and ‎Siddhartha Mukherjee. It’ll be a long time before I encounter patients or participate in research. So I write today, to explore what skills it takes to be a medical writer. Its a shameless plug, but my short-term goal is to be one of the editors on Illumination-Curated.</p><p id="4ca1">Finally, I dream to build up a network with other Scientific authors and Muslims here on Medium. I find it stimulating to couple science and faith together in my writings. If you like that challenge too, I run a publication called <a href="https://medium.com/%D9%86%D8%A8%D8%B6-pulse">Pulse</a>. I am actively looking for writers to contribute!</p><p id="1ee9">That’s all friends!</p><p id="b2d0">Thank you for coming to my TED Talk (Haha)</p></article></body>

Its a shameless plug, but my short-term goal is to be one of the editors on Illumination-Curated

When I was in primary school, I got scolded by my teacher for talking during assembly. It was my friend who was chatting away. It felt unfair to be scolded for a “mistake” I didn’t commit. I can never forget that teacher’s remark though: “Basrah Bee! Busy talking like a Bee”

I grew up hating my name. How people made fun of it. And how it didn’t make much sense. “Basrah? As in the city in Iraq?”

It had no real meaning behind it. But a great story, I hope. One that’s inherited from my late grandmother (Nope. she wasn’t from Iraq). My father was reminded of her when I was born (a fact I used to question because I had 4 sisters before myself) — Why me? Why then? But I like to see it as an honor.

Hi, my name is Basrah Bee. Like the City in Iraq. And yes, like the Bee.

The typical student who made atypical choices

My schooling years had a clear intention — to get into Medical school. I grew up as the typical A student. Head prefect of my school. Picked up extra-curriculars like the student council and volunteered in my community. I job shadowed GPs. While many ventured down the A-levels route. I went down one less travelled — Studied Biomedical sciences and fell in love with working in a hospital lab. It was fun dealing with biological specimens. But I craved the human aspect of Medicine. After graduating from my diploma, I worked at the National Heart Centre, Singapore. Interacted with Cardiologists and met a variety of cardiac patients. There, I realized that I can’t see myself in anything but Medicine. People joked that I really live up to my name. “Basrah Bee. Busy working like a bee.” Until one day, I didn’t get into medical school.

Twice.

Getting rejected was brutal. But I’m proud of my battle scars. It tells me how much I really wanted to pursue my dream. I persisted with my aspirations and found myself in the City of Medan. The one place that accepted the small me. I am grateful to be able to study medicine in an Islamic country. Where I could practice Islam & Science hand in hand. (I love writing about it too!)

It came with its shortcoming & sacrifices. Like leaving my part-time job as a teacher, downsizing to mere luggage to my name and being far from home. Adapting to a new country was another level of brutal. I lost friends, missed out on beautiful moments — weddings, birthdays, saying goodbyes to those who passed. And the hardest of all, bearing the fact that I can never give back to the country I love — because I can’t practice at home with my qualifications.

But you know, learning Medicine in a developing country is humbling. It opens your eyes to those who lack access to medicine. You see the impact of limited resources on healthcare. And though every ounce of me craves the most up-to-date technology, or amazing facilities, these are the people who need greater help. And I learnt to appreciate the finer aspect of everything that I have back home.

Its been 3 years. And yet, everyday continues to be a journey of acceptance.

Why I’m here

I was devastated with the prospects of working as a doctor in a third world country. I didn’t want the lack of salary to pose as a burden. I write, to explore other sources of income so that I can continue doing what I love, without money being my primary goal. I quickly learnt that if you’re looking to make money, Medium is not the place.

So why did I stay, then?

I always had a dislike for academic writing. It felt dry and intimidating. I liked something more relax. One that the laymen would enjoy. My long term goal is to be a physician who is also a successful author like Atul Gawande and ‎Siddhartha Mukherjee. It’ll be a long time before I encounter patients or participate in research. So I write today, to explore what skills it takes to be a medical writer. Its a shameless plug, but my short-term goal is to be one of the editors on Illumination-Curated.

Finally, I dream to build up a network with other Scientific authors and Muslims here on Medium. I find it stimulating to couple science and faith together in my writings. If you like that challenge too, I run a publication called Pulse. I am actively looking for writers to contribute!

That’s all friends!

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk (Haha)