miracle

Gurdeep sat in the dimly lit chamber of Rajeev Hospital, the quiet hum of medical equipment the only sound breaking the silence. The walls were adorned with certificates and accolades, a testament to the hospital's reputation for excellence. Soft light filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow over Gurdeep's worried expression.

Earlier that afternoon, he had noticed the nameplate of Tulasi, a woman admitted to the hospital. Her name seemed to linger in his mind, accompanied by a sense of responsibility and concern. As the night enveloped the hospital in its embrace, time seemed to move swiftly, each minute tinged with anticipation and apprehension.

The hospital itself was a modern marvel, with state-of-the-art facilities and a dedicated team of medical professionals. The corridors were pristine, the air carrying the faint scent of antiseptic. Gurdeep wandered through the halls, his footsteps echoing in the quiet, his thoughts consumed by Tulasi's condition