A few days ago, Bablu, the guard for our lane, came running towards me as I was leaving for the hospital 🏥. He usually is busy looking after visitors to our street and standing guard. He told me that his 14-year daughter is sick and is being investigated. She might need admission to the hospital for treatment. He never asks for his salary, but today he asked if I could give him the money. I promptly gave him his salary and some additional money for the investigations. I also told him to buy the medicines required from a known pharmacy and from our account. It brought a smile to his tense face, and he thanked me.
After 4 days he came to see me in the evening and told me that his daughter was better and without 🥵 fever. I just thanked almighty for healing her and was grateful to be of some help.