Keep Me Alive
My friend Hiten Raja was slowly recovering from a heart attack. "Doctor,"
he pleaded with her cardiologist, "you must keep me alive for
the next two years. I want to attend my first grandchild's
graduation."
"We'll try," he replied compassionately.
In due course Hiten gratefully attended the graduation.
Some time later he again spoke to his doctor. "My granddaughter
is to be married in 18 months. Please help me to be able to attend
her wedding."
"We'll do our best," he replied.
And my friend happily attended his granddaughter's wedding.
Ten years passed. Hiten visited her cardiologist regularly and followed
his instructions religiously. One morning he called him. "Doctor,"
Hiten began, "I'm feeling fine, but I have another request to ask of
you:
Remember how you saw me through to my grandson's graduation?"
"Yes."
"And later how you helped me attend my granddaughter's wedding?"
"Yes."
"Well, as you know I've just celebrated my 80th birthday. And I just
bought myself a new mattress."
"Yes?"
"It has a 20-year guarantee..."
As Steve Jobs is now in Heaven, the Apsaras are now called Items !
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