On Thursday, after completing my office work, when I started to go home, I received a call about an 80-year-old lady who was in trouble. Her husband passed away a long time ago, and has no child. She was working as a maid earlier for survival. But it was difficult for her to work at this age. Due to her poor financial situation, the landlord asked her to leave the rented house. She started living on the road, at mid-night the dogs bit her on ledges badly, and with her injured legs she started ramming on the road and asking for help. When I got to know about her situation, I registered her name in the " Savli Niwara Kendra". We enrolled her in the Shelter home. She cried like a child at the time of admission. I enrolled her with a heavy heart. She was not capable of speaking a lot but her eyes expressed her misery, fear, loneliness, and stress. When I grabbed her hand, I felt the touch of my grandma. I got emotional when I held her shivering hand. This was the same feeling a...