I was not expecting to find time to write my blog today. It was because I was on an errand for a good friend of mine. He’d got the news from his home early this morning that his father had fallen down and fractured his femur. The old gentleman is 89 years old and lives in a godforsaken village, Moga of Punjab. He was brought in from there around 2100 hrs, taken straight to the Base Hospital close by and since the orthopedic surgeon is a good friend of mine, has undergone a corrective surgery and should be out of harm’s way. Delhi has been wet throughout this evening thanks to the continuous rains and I only hope that tomorrow’s bright and sunny. Thankfully, the cold has reduced considerably and I’m sure God has taken note of my good deed.
It’s my fond hope that some good Samaritan will look after my aged parents, back home, should they need help.
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