Last night i writing some article , slept only by 2 am in the morning, by 3 am i received a call, i was in deep sleep , was woken up with the call, it was a dicey feeling to attend calls at this time , usually i get bad news while attending calls at this odd hour, with prayers in
My lips i attended the call , A boy around 7 to 8 ish in age " Hello is this Modi Insurance " ( i had issued Ayushman Bharat cards to over 1.5 lakh people in Salem ) i said yes.. the boy on the phone line began sobbing , unable to speak coherently , " My mother, me & my younger
brother are in a hospital in Coimbatore, my mothers legs are swollen, she is crying out of pain , i feel like crying on seeing my mother cry, the hospital is not giving treatment to my mother , they are refusing to accept the insurance card , uncle kindly save my mother "
I was moved , i asked him to give the phone to his father, his father was running pillar to post, took us two hours of arguements with the hospital to get her admitted
These are the kinds of emotions we go through while serving people, the boys cries still reverberating
These are the kinds of emotions we go through while serving people, the boys cries still reverberating
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