Sheema became a story-writer and not a doctor. In the month of Ramadan, she would take out her annual zakat and give most of it to an organisation that provided free medical aid to poor people.
Even as a little girl, Sheema wanted to become a doctor. She loved playing ‘Doctor-Doctor’ with her friends, a game that she had invented. She could spend hours nursing her two favourite toys a fairy and a teddy-bear. And if anyone at home fell sick, she’d try to do whatever she could to help them get better, even if it was sitting by their bedside and chatting with them, trying to cheer them up.
When she grew up, Sheema didn’t become a doctor, however. Instead, she became a journalist. She got a job as a children’s story writer in a magazine. She loved writing tales for kids just as much as she had loved the idea of becoming a doctor when she was little.
The dreams that we have in childhood often remain with us even when we grow up. And so, even though Sheema became a story-writer and not a doctor, she still loved to help people who were sick and needed medical help. Every month, she would donate a good part of her salary to a hospital for injured and sick birds and animals. If someone she knew couldn’t afford to pay for their medicines, she would help them with money or buy their medicines for them. In the month of Ramadan, she would take out her annual zakat and give most of it to an organisation that provided free medical aid to poor people. And if someone at home or a friend of hers fell sick, she would always be there to help them and nurse them back to health.
Sheema is busy nowadays writing a book of tales for children about doctors from different parts of the world. “I didn’t become a doctor myself, but I’m writing this book hoping that it will inspire some children to become a doctor or a nurse and help the sick,” she says.