Rabindranath Tagore

The Post Office Rabindranath Tagore

Madhav. What a state I am in! Before he came, nothing mattered; I felt sofree. But now that he has come, goodness knows from where, my heart isfilled with his dear self, and my home will be no home to me when heleaves. Doctor, do you think he-Physician. If there's life in his fate, then he will live long. But what themedical scriptures say, it seems-Madhav. Great heavens, what?Physician. The scriptures have it: "Bile or palsey, cold or gout spring allalike."Madhav. Oh, get along, don't fling your scriptures at me; you only make memore anxious; tell me what I can do. Physician [Taking snuff] The patient needs the most scrupulous care. Madhav. That's true; but tell me how. Physician. I have already mentioned, on no account must he be let out ofdoors. Madhav Poor child, it is very hard to keep him indoors all day long. Physician. What else can you do? The autumn sun and the damp are bothvery bad for the little fellow...