India, Oct. 2 -- It was the afternoon of a warm and humid August in 2016. I recall it even now. I entered the General ICU at a local reputed hospital in Chandigarh to meet my mother. She had collapsed at home due to a diabetic complication and for us it was touch and go till the ambulance got her to the Emergency Wing and subsequently moved her to the General ICU. Thankfully she recovered quite well and was discharged within a few days with the advice to recuperate at home. But to go back to the General ICU, I saw my mom lying quietly on her bed and walked towards her. This was the second day of her stay. As I bent down to greet her, she smiled, asked about me (a mother is a mother) and then gestured to the elderly tall lanky Sikh gentleman...