happy goes lucky
A man is known by the accessories he keeps. And is better known by the ones that he could, but chooses to not keep. It was 12 noon and I was waiting for the Chief Medical Officer of a 1200 bed government hospital, one of Asia's largest tuberculosis facility. And having closely worked with government, the expectation was to meet a man with few of his staff rushing-jerking to match his steps, asking for a thousand opinion, taking a hundred notes, and carrying some errands ... basically most times making the person feel important. But a happy thing happened. A simple frame walked alone with a busy yet joyful gait, and said, "Hello, I shall be back in a minute. Why don't you sit in my cabin?" We lazily ushered inside the cabin. And for a moment, I was left wondering if this was the right one. Chief Medical Officer's cabin???!!!! It had simple wearings. As if the cabin felt itself at home in this place. It did not want to pretend...