I left home an hour ago feeling pretty miserable. I went for a walk around Bandra lanes searching for answers. I was just a few minutes away from home feeling even more lost when I ran into an old lady who stays a lane away. I used to see her often at one of my previous work places. Jean is sweet, humble and always has a blessing on her lips for everyone she meets. Just a few seconds talk with her and I was in a different frame of mind. Sometimes all it takes is a smile/hug/flower/sms/just a kind word to reinstate your faith that there is a higher power, call it God or Nature or Lifetron, something that sustains us and wants us alive, even when we think that we have lost it all. There is hope. God bless you.