Cross roads

Jenny Curran: Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you’re gonna be? Forrest Gump: Who I’m gonna be? Jenny Curran: Yeah. Forrest Gump: Aren’t-aren’t I going to be me? Since the time I learnt the meaning of ambition it had always been “Cardiologist”. There was something noble about being a doctor. My dad used to regale me with tales of his friend who left a … Continue reading Cross roads