After my father's heart stent surgery, the ward boy and the other person who assisted with the surgery demanded an amount of money as payment for my happiness. As we were unprepared for the surgery and had just gone through the sudden shock of the event, and due to uncertainty about managing the money, I offered them 500, but they refused, claiming they had done a lot of Work. Then later I had to manage the money and give it to them. It was such a big amount of money at that time, and at that moment I couldn't express how I felt.