We were on our way out of the hospital yesterday when we bumped into a guy who obviously recognised us. I couldn't recall who he was, but Noi remembered him as a friend of Fuad's called Razali we'd met at least once before and we started chatting about why we were there. It turned out that his eldest son, a ten-year-old, had been diagnosed with stage four cancer, a brain tumour, just over a year ago, and he's still being treated, having gone through various stages of chemotherapy along with direct radiation treatment. His dad had just come from work to see him.
And all this told us in an almost matter of fact manner, without a trace of self-pity, just concern for the little lad.
Then today Noi found out from Rozita that the younger child, whom Razali mentioned in passing as it were, suffers from Down's Syndrome...
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