To Mount Sinai
I was contemplating as to where to put in some walking. I put shoes on and a coat, and just then my cellphone rang.
“Can you go and visit Sri in the hospital—Mount Sinai? It’s nearby,” suggested Indresh, who works with Sri in our Govinda’s restaurant as coordinator.
Great idea,I thought. God as the witness from within the heart is giving direction through the caller.
Karuna and I set foot south-bound on Avenue Road, and University Avenue, which swirls around Queen’s Park, and then penetrates through a hospital district. We found Sri, not in bed, but outside his bed, surprised to see us. He’s had cardio issues since he was a child, and two days ago his heart started acting up.
“How are you, Sri?” I asked, and he explained all. Others came to visit—a friend from Turkey, and also the local leader of the Liberal Party. While giving the best support we could, we made new friends by merely speaking over issues that are about life. In fact, today I encountered the topics of suicide, depression, physical failure, etc. merely because people were going through them and calling out for help.
What is most important is to provide a platform of moral support by being present, listening with empathy, and then pursuing further backing through mantra and prayer. Gifts do help, too. Karuna and I regretted we did not have a take-out dinner from Govinda’s. The hospital could only provide, so far, raw carrots to Sri who is supposed to be on a low-fat diet.
May the Source be with you!
5 km
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