The hospital was clean and white. The floors shone like polished glass. The receptionist wore a neat blue uniform and spoke in soft, practiced tones. The waiting area had rows of comfortable chairs and a television mounted on the wall playing a news channel. Suresh sat on the edge of his seat, holding a small paper file with his name written on it. His palms were sweating. His heart was beating faster than usual.A nurse called his name. She wore a starched white uniform and held a tablet in her hand. Suresh stood up and followed her down a long