The doctor's genuine compassion

When I was leaving, the main doctor happened to be there. I said, “I have to talk to you.”

The doctor said, “Please, please come.”

I went to the doctor’s room, and we talked and talked. The doctor was very, very nice. With his compassion he melted my heart. I have no complaint against either of the doctors. While we were talking, I was praying to the Supreme that the Florida lady would leave. When I came out, she was not there. I was so happy.

From:Sri Chinmoy,My express visit to India, Agni Press, 1995
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