Hey everyone.

Wishing you all a very Happy New Year.

I know that I've been very much inconsistent about the book this past two years but I'll try my best this year.

I've adopted a new writing method, similar to what I should be writing at school. Hope that you can adapt to this style.

Any plot suggestions are the most welcome.

The morning dawns bright and serene in Singapore, as the soft hum of the city greets the sleeping Riddhima with the promise of a new chapter in her life. The sun streams through the windows of the modern apartment where she lives with her Vansh, casting a warm glow on the minimalist decor and the plants that adorn the living room. Vansh, ever supportive, is still asleep beside her, his steady breathing a comfort as she slips out of bed, careful not to disturb him.

Her heart races with excitement and nerves as she heads to the bathroom. The anticipation of starting her first day of gynecology courses is palpable. She takes a few deep breaths, gathering herself in front of the mirror, reminding herself of all the hard work that has led her to this moment. The reflections of the woman she's becoming—strong, compassionate, and determined—are evident in her eyes.

After a quick shower, she selects a crisp blouse and tailored skirt—her first professional look for this new journey—and as she dresses, she can hear the soft sound of her fiancé stirring. He eventually makes his way to the kitchen, where the scent of freshly brewed coffee fills the air. The two share a quiet breakfast, the warm embrace of love and support enveloping them as they talk about the day ahead. He smiles at her, proud of how far she's come, and reassures her that this is the beginning of something beautiful.

Once the meal is finished, they share a brief moment together on the balcony.    

Vansh (taking her hand in his big ones): Are you ready to start this new chapter?

Riddhima (with determination in her eyes): Yes, i am. Thanks a lot for your constant love, concern and sacrifices.

Vansh: You're welcome, Sweetheart.

He placed a kiss on her forehead.

She catches a glimpse of the iconic skyline of Singapore, a constant reminder that her dreams, and their shared life, are unfolding in this vibrant, cosmopolitan city.

She grabs her bag and heads out the door, feeling the cool, humid air of Singapore on her skin. Her heart is filled with hope and the promise of new experiences. As she get into the car, she reflects on how this first day is a milestone—not just in her education, but in her personal growth. Her mind is already racing with possibilities: learning, helping others, making a difference in women's health, and navigating this exciting new chapter of her life.

The campus of her Singaporean university buzzes with the quiet energy of the morning, as students, faculty, and staff move between the modern buildings that make up this academic hub. 

Vansh: Good luck on your first day, my love. I have a meeting with some associates today. If you need something then I'll be just a call away.

He said before planting a kiss on her lips.

Tall glass structures gleam in the sunlight, surrounded by lush greenery and the occasional glimpse of local art installations. She steps out of the bus onto the well-kept grounds, taking in the vibrant atmosphere of the campus—an oasis of learning nestled in the heart of the city.

As she walks through the open courtyard, her mind races with excitement, thoughts swirling between nerves and anticipation. She sees familiar faces of fellow students, some in small groups, discussing the day ahead, while others walk alone, absorbed in their own thoughts. Her path leads her to the medical sciences building, a sleek, contemporary structure that stands as a symbol of her academic aspirations.

Inside, the lecture halls are spacious, with cutting-edge technology seamlessly integrated into the environment. The faint smell of freshly printed course materials and the sound of chairs scraping against the polished floors fill the air. As she enters the auditorium, her heart flutters with the realization that today marks the beginning of her gynecology studies.

The room is filled with students, most dressed in smart-casual attire, some with notepads open, others chatting excitedly with peers. She notices a few familiar faces from her previous courses in India, but today, it feels different—this is a fresh start, and the course she's about to undertake will be both challenging and rewarding. The professor, an experienced and approachable woman in her late forties, Mrs. Louise, stands at the front, her presence commanding yet welcoming. She greets the class with a warm smile, immediately setting a tone of inclusivity and professionalism.

As the class begins, the professor delves into the foundational aspects of gynecology, discussing the anatomy and physiology of the female reproductive system, the importance of women's health, and the profound responsibility that comes with being a gynecologist. Riddhima listens attentively, taking notes as she has done countless times before, but today, there's something different—this feels deeply personal. Her passion for this field is sparked by the desire to help women and young ladies, to make a difference in their lives, and to be a part of something bigger than herself.

In the moments between lectures, she meets other students, each with their own story and path that led them here. 

Riddhima: Hi. I'm Riddhima, from India.

A girl with curly brown hair answered:

Hi. Nice to meet you. I'm Catalina and I'm from Spain.

Another student replied:

Hey. I'm Aaron from the USA. It's a pleasure to meet you. 

They exchange words of encouragement, sharing the excitement of embarking on this journey together. She knows that this is just the beginning of a long road, but she feels energized, ready to dive deeper into her studies and the skills she will need to be a compassionate and knowledgeable gynecologist.

The day flies by, filled with discussions, case studies, and the occasional break where the students chat about the challenges and rewards that await them in the field. By the end of the day, as she gathers her things and exits the building, she feels a sense of accomplishment. She's one step closer to her goal, and the path ahead seems clearer than ever.

As the sun begins to set over the city, she reflects on this pivotal first day. Walking back to her apartment, she smiles, grateful for the opportunity ahead, and eager to return home to her fiancé, who will surely want to hear all about her first day in this exciting new chapter.

AN: I would appreciate if you guys could leave a small comment. It really motivates me to write.