A very tiring night.

Friday I went to the Hospital with other brother who is having fever. Though we were little late to reach there in the hospital we could meet the doctor early and do things. On the way back we visited the brother who had a surgery and was in the hospital. He is ok. On the next day-Saturday, he was discharged from there. The most difficult time of the week was that of the Saturday evening. We two of us wanted to go out and our bike in punctured condition.  Nearby the house there is a repairing shop, as we come there, there is none who does the puncturing work. We pull the bike ahead. We come on a shop, barber shop, where some youth are sitting, we asked them weather they know anyone who does the work. As we stay there and talk, the shop man talked to us and he knew us. He had a bike and he gave us for use. As we go on searching for a shop, we could find none. As we come to back to the shop, we got a man who could work. But I recognise that I have missed the key of the bike. But, I am surprised about how this vehicle was running till now. We walk up and down in search of the key. But we could not find. Anyway that man was very merciful to us that he just smiles about it. A very tiring night.