In the centre of the ward is a table on top of which lays a stethoscope. This in itself is nothing unusual but the resting stethoscope had more to it. Each passing staff uneventfully and emotionally gazes at it with a tear or two dropping in memory of the user. Yes, the resting stethoscope was like a shrine that compelled worship, recollections and remorse. This solitary stethoscope reminds us of the tragic experience of a kind human who dedicated his all to helping as well as bringing of medical aid and service to rural Gambia. This work is about saga and scope that has many a difficult phases that makes travel of Marco Polo minuscule and less challenging. Here is how one man brought help and hope to millions of the poorest in his country before resting this stethoscope.Life is not all plain sailing but it has moments, despite roadblocks, full of hope. Hope is life giving rejuvenator of effort and survival. Despite ups and downs of life hope makes the future plausible and stiffens the sinew to strive for success. Revealed is life buffered completely by sheer determination to rebuff failure on believing a great future and hope lies therein for many than fruits of hopelessness. I write to raise funds building of Njawara hospital.