"I love you." With those words, Ashok ended the most difficult letter he'd ever written. His wife, Lakshi, would read it soon after his suicide. Ashok's poignant farewell was no pretense. He loved Lakshi deeply and would do anything for her. Several years earlier she had developed chronic bleeding—like the biblical woman healed when she touched Jesus' robe. Desperate to find a cure for the love of his life, Ashok spent all he had on doctors, medicines, and Hindu idols. None helped. Lakshi grew steadily weaker.