It was just another day in That never ending series for them. Hands stretched for tokens in All directions without a whim. Some were already waiting in That hall in the small clinic. Others were seen sulking in The hot sun, easy to mimic. The doctor's in time was two hours away. The crowd kept pouring in more and more. The assistant still issued tokens and swayed Giving room to the old woman who swore. The scene there changed in the minute The coughing doctor came in a swish. His bell rang aloud within a minute, Followed by verbal fights and a gush. After restoring the order at last, The doctor was immersed in his work. At times the assistant was summoned To get medicine, injections, in a bark. The doctor came out for his lunch at three. The attender boy stood and stopped him, Asking whether he felt better to see His master's rigid outlook softening. Patting him, the doc asked him to Have his food and moved away. The boy ate faster and saved a few Morsels for the lame dog that day.
