The young, roughman sitting in front of me, on the bench,looked visibly ashamed. Now and then he tried to put an end to the ruckus his small children were making but to no avail. Twice the staff nurse had complained.“Sir, such noise from the visitor’s lounge shall not be appreciated. Please.” “Yes sister! I…..I……..Am waiting for the discharge formalities to be completed”, the young man fumbled.Then restoring to his habitual way of putting an abrupt end to such normal kid’s fight, the man turned to his little daughter with clenched teeth,not more than 5 years, “when will you learn to behave like a girl.” “But it’s my chance!” the hapless girl defended pointing to her elder brother. “Bhaiyyahas already played so many times.” Buried deep in the mobile game, the aloof boy hardly paid any heed to the complaintbeing made as if he knew what the outcomewill be.He knew his…