In Iran, I was an established pharmacist working in the insurance sector. I had a defined role, leadership responsibilities, and the trust of pharmacy owners who relied on me to advocate for fair assessments.
I became a pharmacist in Nigeria because I believed in the moment when everything changes. Not the dramatic, cinematic breakthrough one might expect, but the quiet, profound shift when a patient who arrives at the pharmacy in pain.
Back in India, I was driven by the desire to possess the clinical expertise necessary to serve a community at its most vulnerable points. I didn’t just want a job; I wanted to be a cornerstone of patient care.
I often say that I became a pharmacist by accident, but when I reflect on my journey, it feels like every hardship and unexpected turn quietly guided me toward this profession.
I worked three jobs until I passed my evaluating exam in 2006. I remember kindly sharing with my manager that while working in the pharmacy was extremely valuable for reaching my professional goals, the minimum wage I received was a real hindrance.
