The wife, a very close relative wrote:
"My huband is in a very bad situation. He had a massive heart attack and is hospitalized 100%block in all arteries. They put one stent on. They got a heartbeat for a while.
I am in the hospital waiting room"
(The husband is an excellent gentleman)
Concerned I wrote to her.
"When Papa had a Cardiac arrest, soon after Prostratectomy in June 1980, the doctor said he'd be gone in half an hour at the most.
He was 62.
After CPR he was on the Ventilator for 48 hours.
When the doctor said half an hour it was around 10 pm that night.
I sat on the floor outside.
Medical College Hospital, Trivandrum.
B-Theatre - no benches or seats there - and I began praying.
I prayed just one sentence repeatedly staying awake the whole night.
"Daivame ente Papa ye ee rathri kondupokaruthe"
(Oh God, please don't take away my Papa, this night)
I could have been naive. But a thought, a crazy one, was in me. That God would let him be in this world if Papa had survived till 6 am the next morning.
The supplication was relentless
Morning around 8 AM next day, word was, he was alive.
The doctor told me there was some improvement.
God gave him back
He lived on 28 years.
Miracle.
I understood one thing.
God acts at the right time.
To this day, it has been true in my life, our life.
It will be in yours too."


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