Instagram story viewer> @visione.ru> Post

Макияж | Прически | Брови | Ресницы Тула

@visione.ru

19 days ago

Co Creator:

is.katya

dolotova_n

136

6

Posted On: October 17th 2026, 10:47 am

Tagged Users:

@is.katya

@dolotova_n

Вы готовы? 🩵 Эффектное до/после с @is.katya

макияж @visione.ru

Comments (6)

anna_pinakova

19 days ago

anna_pinakova

Роскошь, которой не нужны лишние слова 🤍

zhanna.marenova

19 days ago

zhanna.marenova

@is.katya ну ты просто ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

tikhonova.makeup

19 days ago

tikhonova.makeup

Вааау😍

is.katya

19 days ago

is.katya

Идеальный переход 😍😍😍

More posts

🔥 Comment “HOTSPOT” to get the store location! 📍📈

IMPORTANT NOTE: We are temporarily not accepting online orders until Diwali. Only in-store purchases are available during this period.

We sincerely apologise for the inconvenience and appreciate your understanding. ❤️

I don’t know what’s happening but I’m enjoying it a lot

A moment for the dress 🩵

Who tf?🤣 bro got jokes

चलते show में पवन सिंह को मारा पत्थर 🪨 #pawansingh #comedy #funny #reels #bhojpuri

“At 8:00 AM, I’m in a white coat at the hospital, treating patients in pain. At 8:00 PM, I’m behind a DJ console, setting the stage on fire. How? Because I chose to have it all.
Growing up in a village in Rajasthan, girls were raised with one silent rule: don’t cause a stir, get a degree, and settle down. Until 11th grade, I didn’t even speak English. I had asthma, and during my 12th boards, inhalers failed me; I took injections just to sit through my papers. Still, I scored a 100 in Biology, cracked NEET, and landed an All-India dental seat in Punjab.
Once college started, life settled into a rigid rhythm. My hospital duties ended at 2:30 PM, leaving the rest of the afternoon wide open. One day, I randomly filled out a form to volunteer for a music company. During concerts, standing backstage and watching DJs control the entire crowd, I thought, Why not me?
I pestered the DJs after the show, asking them to teach me. They showed me the basics. I bought my own console, hauled it to my hostel room, and spent my late nights teaching myself how to beat-match and drop tracks. But the backlash was instant.
In college, a professor singled me out and bullied me for having a life outside medicine. It got so toxic that in third year, I had a severe panic attack and collapsed in the hallway. I had two choices: shrink to make them comfortable, or hit back harder.
I kept up with my hospital attendance, studied relentlessly, and won an academic medal that year. That’s when the whispers died. Soon after, I co-founded a medical study app and continued working on my skills as a DJ. Recently, my app received funding, and the same company I had been volunteering with launched me on stage for my debut set in front of thousands.
Today, my schedule is pure adrenaline. Some nights, I’m working on my startup till 5:00 AM, sleeping for two hours and then reporting for hospital duty at 8:00 AM. Once my mandatory hospital internship ends next month, I’m booking my parents front-row tickets so my dad can watch his doctor daughter own the stage.
So, whether it’s a patient waiting for me at the hospital or a crowd waiting for me on stage, I have one plan: show up and give