i saw a really heart-warming and sweet scene in the hospital today… this indian man’s family had come to visit… his wife, his daughter and 5 grandchildren. after he finished his bath, he was sitting on one of those comfy seats (with nice arm rests) along the balcony area…
all the grandchildren just flooded the area - two clambered onto the arm rests, one climbed up from the back of the chair and the other two were chattering excitedly to him… the ones on the arm rest were armed with combs and more combs (haha, i dunno where they got their combs from), and were combing their grandpa’s hair. (not that he had a lot left though) the one who’d managed to scramble up the back of the chair was precariously balancing there, peppering his grandpa with powder and rubbing it onto his entire back. i think he put too much powder… next, one of the younger ones gave him his hospital gown to put on… and finally, the youngest’un combed his grandpa’s moustache and beard.
aah, such a rare and touching scene… i really wanted to take a photo of it!
sighz, can’t even blog properly now. my brains are fried.
