Few thoughts

I was in the hospital's administrative office today. This is a hall where there are about 5 to 6 counters. A few chairs in the waiting room. As I walked in, I noticed that there is a token dispenser. I took one and sat down and waited for my number to be called. I had a few minutes completely for myself. I decided to just shut down my own thoughts of my little world and focus on people around me. At "counter 1" was a young lady. She was discussing with clerk animatedly. The clerk was trying to placate her that the particular rule is not applicable to her. The young lady was throwing up her hands in the air, in exasperation. It felt like she is still young and had some arrogance that goes with that age. A middle-aged very mellow lady was at the next counter. She was worried about her insurance benefits. Counter clerks seemed genuinely helpful. I saw another old Chinese man waiting patiently for his turn. He had a band-aid across his cheek bone. I wondered what had happened to him. There must be a story behind that. He looked serious, lost in his thoughts. I glanced around.. there was another old African American gentleman- in a call with his insurance company. I unintentionally eavesdropped on the call. He was saying, " I read in your documentation that you wont insure people over 80. I am a bit concerned about that. I am expecting to live beyond that. Are you going to cut-off health insurance for me when I get older?". Hmm. Just then, another old lady who was being wheeled in by a relative was approaching the token machine. An elderly man was ahead of her. However, when he picked the token, he gave his to the old lady and took the next one for himself. It is such a nice gesture. I feel it is not so common to see such kindness in daily life. This is what everyday looked like here. Real people with real unique worries. Each person at a different stage of life. It was like a scene out of a Hollywood movie- just before something unexpected happens. After I finished the paperwork, as I walked out, some local musicians had setup a band to play some soft soothing music in the hospital lobby. Must be volunteer work. It was a beautiful "everyday". In the age of continuous fear-causing 24x7 news reporting, it feels nice to report about a single beautiful day in human life.