My teenage was more wonderful than beautiful as it had gained me more knowledge than friends unlike the usual conditions for most other classmates. During this stage everything seemed strangely attractive and I did almost every possible thing to prove my talent as a science student both in the school and at home. My only objective was attention of teachers and admiration of classmates; therefore I considered all my constraints as a learner as the platform for my experimental approach whereby I could become more potent to face challenges. All those days were leading me towards an unbelievably fantastic zone of my imaginary success in medical sciences. I would always think science was everything and that I was born to represent science alone. My desire was so rigid that I was not willing to consolidate my thoughts with any other walk of life.
I believe that striving for excellence is a promising enthusiasm for most adolescent people with my drawing no exemption. Considering my continuous excellence in science subjects and the positive self motivation towards my ‘scientist dreams’ my parents decided to continue my course of high schooling in science, but rather unfortunately, conditions compelled me to persuade my studies in industrial management. You can say, it is miserable for anyone who likes to be a medical student to opt an absolutely different stream in management studies. I was never willing to give up and I continued to keep my spirit high, because I placed the conditions and my parents’ choice over my desires. My scholastic presence during the long years of study at Shiraz University was not as impressive as my previous school’s experience. In fact, I was pushing off time in the campus and in the classroom where I often felt alienated. Report cards of my academic performances showed statistics like shameful contrasts to the progress cards I used to get in the school. My enthusiasm of becoming one of the top ten and the spirit of competing with other students almost dried up by the time I