4.15 pm.
Just another day of my average hospital posting routine, wishing quietly it ended earlier, because I was sleepy.
It was when we had a bedside clinical teaching when I saw a mother , who watched over her son with tender care. She was worried as her son condition is depleting.
I hope he survived, for one more day to live with unconditional love. Once he is recovered, I hope he wont forget that soft gazing full of love from his bedside. Cause I can't.
Reached hostel, texted Mak, and off to bed. Life is beautiful, and if you look around, you will always find something to be amazed of.
Stay healthy peeps !
Till again, assalamualaikum.
