As a young child, I played with medical toy equipments and pretended to treat casualties often. OK, they happen to be my siblings most of the time. Dad always said that I will be a Doctor. I guess that was his preferred dream for me. I did dream about being a Doctor. I would tell my Grandma, "When I grow up, I will be a Doctor and treat you if you fall ill". AWW. Exclusive treatment.
Today, I achieved a partial of that dream :) Alhamdulilah.
BUT I HAVE ANOTHER LOVE. (Besides early childhood and psychology)
LAW.
YUP. THE TEDIOUS, QUICK THINKING, TONGUE LASHING, WITTY LAW.
Who knows, maybe it gradually developed after all those debating moments with Dad?