I can't tell you how much poverty and the poor mean to me. I cannot tell you how I have overcome my difficulties with self-esteem and discrimination. I cannot tell you how I have changed for the good in my visit to Bangladesh. I cannot tell you how it is like to be a Muslim hijabi in a post-9/11 America. I cannot tell you how conceptual art means dear to me. I cannot tell you my dream of building free clinics in Bangladesh and impoverished countries. I cannot tell you that becoming a doctor does not only mean curing the sick. I cannot expect you to fully understand any of me in 20 seconds.