In August, sitting in the middle of a forest at an Ayurveda hospital, I was thinking about what RAKs I could do. Stringent rules meant I could hardly step out of my room. The language barrier of not knowing Malayalam soon laid to rest to any thought of a local RAK. So much for mindful planning!
The universe, fortunately, had other plans. A week into my stay, I got a call from my son saying, “Mom, the driver has had a granddaughter, but the baby has not cried and is in Safdarjung Hospital.. please help.” Being a busy government hospital, the family was getting no updates. A friend put me in touch with a doctor from Bhopal who had worked there earlier and could help. Unfortunately, the baby did not survive the night. A blessing! Had she survived, she would not have been normal.
Two days later, I got another distraught call about the baby’s mother. Her stitches were severely infected, and the private hospitals had turned her away. I called a known nursing home for help. They told me it would be okay, I heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that the situation was finally in control. But it wasn’t. They could not keep her as she was Hepatitis B positive, and she needed immediate hospitalisation. Back to square one. Back to Safdarjang. Although reluctant to take her there, I stressed upon the family, to not waste a moment. The doctor from Bhopal was like a rock, guiding me at every step. The indifferent treatment was a nightmare. But the help that arrived from the doctor seemed like the universe had made this connect especially to help her. The definition of ‘kindness’ shown by him went to another level.
Today, she is well and being treated for Hepatitis B.
When you want to be kind, the universe sends you angels to help!