Godsend!

You are rushing between guests, greeting people, rushing around with arrangements for a housewarming ceremony.

Something's bothering you. Your left eye waters non-stop. A dust particle got stuck in the eye the previous evening and causes it pain so bad it embarrasses you in front of the guests. No amount of washing your eye has helped. When talking to your guests, you have to pat that irritable eye with the hanky and it makes them think you are crying. Why today? Why this when your father-in-law's dream home is seeing those meaningful prayers and umpteen friends have dropped by?

Just when you decide enough is enough and get set to rush to the nearest eye doc, a member of your extended family walks up to you to check what's wrong. She, is an opthalmologist! And thinks its conjunctivitis. You explain. She rushes you to the nearest faucet, inverts your eyelid with such expertise that you don't mind more pain! And gets you to wash the particle out. Washing is more painful. But in a minute, you've returned from hell!

She quickly jots down an eye-drop prescription. God does work miracles!