"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away".
Today, at Kochi, it was a real wet day. The heavens had opened right through the middle of the night forcing me to take my morning walk on the treadmill, indoors. The rains were all pervading that I'd this funny feeling of being damp due to the resultant humidity all around! Traffic, thankfully, did not go out of gear but the pace was considerably lower than what it usually was.
Both Lekha and me had appointments with two different doctors and therefore, headed straight for the hospital in the morning before going to work. Thanks to RS Sharma, who played the good samaritan, we're able to walk out of the premises within a couple of hours after accomplishing our intended tasks.
As I'd said, RS Sharma was Godsend, who'd taken it up on himself to help us cut through the usual red tapism that hospitals are famous for! He'd even beckoned a doctor, who was on 'ward rounds', to return to his consulting room without much ado so that we did not have to wait too long. We're pleasantly surprised at this voluntary help that was being provided without even asking for it.
We'd never know as to what prompted him to help us but shall always remember the occasion and have added him to our long list of friends. It's our fond hope that we're able to repay his kindness in some small measure in the times to come.
And may there be many more 'Sharmas' in this world, it's the likes of them that make life interesting and worth living!!
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