It was just another normal morning with me going to the park for a run in hope to remain fit in today's highly competitive world. As I started warming up before running, I looked at this old man - around 68, silently observing me. At first, I didn't bother and continued with my morning exercises but later it started to bother me and I looked at him, he smiled, I smiled too.I completed my warming up and was just about to go for a run, before that, I looked at the old man again and this time saw his shivering hand opening a bottle of "cough syrup"...