Some call it medicine. I call it purpose. Some find rhythm in the world. I create it—in silence, in sketch lines, in songs only I can hear. I study the human body, but I’m more obsessed with the soul. No loud intros here. Just a quiet force, walking between science and art, tradition and transformation. You’ll see pieces of me in poems, fragments in frames, echoes in melodies. The rest? You’ll have to stay to find out.