There is a young lady downstairs who keeps an eye on me.It so turned out that she happens to be one of the few believers in the block.She is the first one to notify me about any mails I get,very eager to be helpful. The other day while in the wards I happened to meet her and she passed on the message that I had a mail in the doctor's common room. Not what I would have expected. I ran down to the common room and surely right on the top was a mail addressed to me in a neat familiar hand-writing .It was a birthday card from Dr C and W. Dr C and W are colleagues who have worked with me in the hospital I spent the earlier ten years of my life as a doctor. He was the best student in the batch he belonged to at St Thomas' at London.He did his specialisation in surgery and chose to come to India to work as a missionary.I remember one of his batchmates putting it as -'the utmost for His highest!' He dedicated better part of forty years for the region. When we joined afre...