By Sanjay Jha, Author
In a small town in India,
There's a man who's known to all,
His name is Mr. Govind Jha,
A doctor, standing tall.
With his stethoscope around his neck,
And a smile on his face,
He walks down the dusty road,
At a calm and measured pace.
His clinic is always open,
To anyone in need of care,
He listens to their stories,
And their worries he does share.
From fevers to broken bones,
He tends to all their woes,
His healing touch brings comfort,
And his knowledge always shows.
He never turns anyone away,
Regardless of their means,
For he believes that everyone,
Deserves to live their dreams.
His patients come from far and wide,
To seek his gentle aid,
And in his care they all find solace,
In the kindness that he's made.
And though the days are long and hard,
And the nights are often late,
He never loses his dedication,
To the ones who sit and wait.
For in his heart he knows,
That his work is truly blessed,
And his love for all his patients,
Will never be suppressed.
So here's to Mr. Govind Jha,
A doctor like no other,
Whose simple presence and humble ways,
Are a gift to all who suffer.
