“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.”
— Robert Fulghum
It had been a week in a hospital.
Now, this pungent smell started feeling like an aroma.
Mostly sisters and compounders started to know me, and Room no.18 was like my room.
It's running the last hours of ours in this hospital. As I told the doctors to ready discharge papers.
As soon as the papers get ready, we will leave.
Noah also asked me to inform him before leaving so that he might be here at that time. He will be helpful to us in reaching home safely.
“Papers will be ready, and we will leave soon”, I called him and told him the current situation
