Only 'time' has answers to all the questions in the world. But it is altogether a different ball game to have the answers and to give the answers.... There are certain answers on which only 'future' has right, so even if 'time' has the answers it can not hand them over to the 'present'.... So life has to go on and wait for the right time to get appropriate answers to its questions...
Friday, 26 July 2019
Wednesday, 24 July 2019
A 25 years journey... What I gathered from it...
A tribute to my 25 years journey... Relooking through a year passed by !!!
Today on 25th July 2018,on my departure from my Indian Railway Services I just recollect....On 25th July 1993, exactly 25 years back I had left my home till then...my place,my state,my college,my family,my known world, the world outside which I knew nothing about ...and embarked on a journey unknown to me and came to a place completely unknown to me to pursue my future study,a career and a post graduate degree in Seth GS Medical College and KEM hospital and stayed back in Bombay and joined Indian Railway Medical Services..... But it was an immense blessing to come across innumerable lovely souls on the way of my journey most of them were completely unknown to me yet walked with me,by my side, helped me,loved me always and all the ways .... selflessly, with heart and soul, from deep within... .I certainly can't reason all of them...but I know all within...Divine works in innumerable ways...I learnt so many things...learnt my best lessons of life...to be humane...to be myself...always to choose peace and in whatever way possible and happiness is an inner treasure. I learnt to do my best and give the best to anyone, anywhere, anytime without having any prejudice... whatsoever....and all that became my way of everyday living in turn... and I learnt just to keep walking... Thank you all for being there for me all through my journey and i have no doubt all of you will be there all along... thanks again...
Today on 25th July 2018,on my departure from my Indian Railway Services I just recollect....On 25th July 1993, exactly 25 years back I had left my home till then...my place,my state,my college,my family,my known world, the world outside which I knew nothing about ...and embarked on a journey unknown to me and came to a place completely unknown to me to pursue my future study,a career and a post graduate degree in Seth GS Medical College and KEM hospital and stayed back in Bombay and joined Indian Railway Medical Services..... But it was an immense blessing to come across innumerable lovely souls on the way of my journey most of them were completely unknown to me yet walked with me,by my side, helped me,loved me always and all the ways .... selflessly, with heart and soul, from deep within... .I certainly can't reason all of them...but I know all within...Divine works in innumerable ways...I learnt so many things...learnt my best lessons of life...to be humane...to be myself...always to choose peace and in whatever way possible and happiness is an inner treasure. I learnt to do my best and give the best to anyone, anywhere, anytime without having any prejudice... whatsoever....and all that became my way of everyday living in turn... and I learnt just to keep walking... Thank you all for being there for me all through my journey and i have no doubt all of you will be there all along... thanks again...
Friday, 5 July 2019
Doctor's word....
It is almost 24 years now,when i was just married,my father in law ,a surgeon by profession had asked me " I heard you love to read and write. Have you read Doctor's word? A legendary story by R. K. Narayan in Malgudi days? " I had not read it then. I answered " No,I have not read". Then he took me to show a big box of non medical books which my brother in law and he had read and told I can read from them whatever I like... Years passed,I rarely could visit that home and could hardly read any. But it had wonderful treasures. Even he had collected and kept there two of our Medical college Magazines where I used to write stories and had read them too. Because of my residency,followed by job, responsibility of the kids,home etc,I rarely visited that home and my intent to read those books remained unfulfilled. Many years later ,nature keeping it's law intact, "what is created ,will be destroyed"..Due to their deteriorating health and we not getting to visit the house and take care of the books, the box got infested by termites and they had to dispose of many valuable treasure of knowledge,but they didn't have any choice either ! I felt sad and at the same time realized "nature will take it's course always and however we think,many things will go back to the origin where it had come from... The Earth,the water,the fire,the wind ,the sky... The 5 fundamental ingredients of the universe...
But I remember the short story,one of his experience of his doctor career ,he had narrated to me that evening as vividly as I had heard that day... He had narrated,"Once when I had visited to my native village Bhuban to see my old mother and new born child taking a day off from my job,a man came to see me in the evening. He came with excruciating pain, almost bent with it and not able to stand straight, catching his abdomen tightly with a futile effort to lessen it a bit... But alas!!! He literally fell down on my feet to relieve him of his pain. Knowing that I being the first doctor from my village and being a general surgeon in that era and knowing my nature,he hoped to get well soon. The best I could offer him then was a patient hearing of his complaint and thorough examination. He had a strangulated hernia ! I knew he needs immediate survey and I have no ways and means there to treat him without any facility. I told him what he is suffering and advised to go to the nearest available hospital to get it operated immediately.... But in vain.. He didn't leave our varanda and lied down there and didn't show any sign to go off. He kept on saying I ony can save him and cure him. Hours passed,he didn't leave. It was such a pitiful,yet difficult situation. "Every doctor must have realized the monumental agony we go through when we know,we can't help the patient in the given situation, expertise or available facilities and it is nature's decision but yet the patient has so much faith ,not to think beyond us... He narrated again... When it was almost 10 pm and he didn't show any sign of leaving,I felt I must do something to relieve his pain knowing well that if he doesn't get operated ,in no time his bowel will be necrosed and his death would be imminent.. but without any medicine, without any hospital, facility,what choices did I have.?... His continuous pressure to relieve his pain had also drained my patience... I thought for a moment,took out an one rupee coin from my pocket and handed over to him,to buy a little opium and take it ,so the pain becomes less knowing in my scientific knowledge that the strangulated hernia needs immediate surgery and not doing that death is hanging on his head,but it was not possible to tell him about that seeing his unflinching faith...with that one rupee coin he left our varanda with help of his attendant. Years had passed,and I forgot about that patient and moved on in life...After years one evening when I was visiting my village once more, someone came in and told that a man is at the door who wants to see me. I came out,saw a man standing with a pack in his hand and as I came out , could not recognize him and asked whom he wants to see, he touched my feet in gratitude and reminded me of that evening years back when he had been here,the same varanda with excruciating abdominal pain and I had cured him... I tried to recollect. He told,the one rupee coin I had given him ,helped him to get a little opium,he had it,slept off and next morning he got up with no sign of pain...And got a new lease of life because of me ! Thereafter whatever he earned everyday,saved a little and after he could gather a little,he has bought a saree for "Maa",my wife to show his reverence and gratitude and wanted to meet us! " I stood frozen for a moment being flabbergasted. Thought what helped him, a word I had said ,he will get relieved of the pain when he was desperately expecting me to treat him,I knew I had no power to heal him there in that circumstances and his death was imminent and his unflinching faith on a doctor !!! " He continued," may be scientifically,the opium provided much needed analgesia and the guarded muscles relaxed and the hernia got reduced,relieving his pain,but probably not only the science,the art of faith and hope,the desire for doing best for a suffering soul played the best part of it..." He concluded...
After a quarter century I have remembered his words," A doctor's words are most valuable assets of his career,take care of it always"... A lesson learnt from him, R. K. Narayan's story from Malgudi days comes alive with each such experience and somewhere a doctor Raman is reborn...
I feel,even the lesson is more relevant today than ever... Is not it???
Spare a moment ! Spare a thought !!!
But I remember the short story,one of his experience of his doctor career ,he had narrated to me that evening as vividly as I had heard that day... He had narrated,"Once when I had visited to my native village Bhuban to see my old mother and new born child taking a day off from my job,a man came to see me in the evening. He came with excruciating pain, almost bent with it and not able to stand straight, catching his abdomen tightly with a futile effort to lessen it a bit... But alas!!! He literally fell down on my feet to relieve him of his pain. Knowing that I being the first doctor from my village and being a general surgeon in that era and knowing my nature,he hoped to get well soon. The best I could offer him then was a patient hearing of his complaint and thorough examination. He had a strangulated hernia ! I knew he needs immediate survey and I have no ways and means there to treat him without any facility. I told him what he is suffering and advised to go to the nearest available hospital to get it operated immediately.... But in vain.. He didn't leave our varanda and lied down there and didn't show any sign to go off. He kept on saying I ony can save him and cure him. Hours passed,he didn't leave. It was such a pitiful,yet difficult situation. "Every doctor must have realized the monumental agony we go through when we know,we can't help the patient in the given situation, expertise or available facilities and it is nature's decision but yet the patient has so much faith ,not to think beyond us... He narrated again... When it was almost 10 pm and he didn't show any sign of leaving,I felt I must do something to relieve his pain knowing well that if he doesn't get operated ,in no time his bowel will be necrosed and his death would be imminent.. but without any medicine, without any hospital, facility,what choices did I have.?... His continuous pressure to relieve his pain had also drained my patience... I thought for a moment,took out an one rupee coin from my pocket and handed over to him,to buy a little opium and take it ,so the pain becomes less knowing in my scientific knowledge that the strangulated hernia needs immediate surgery and not doing that death is hanging on his head,but it was not possible to tell him about that seeing his unflinching faith...with that one rupee coin he left our varanda with help of his attendant. Years had passed,and I forgot about that patient and moved on in life...After years one evening when I was visiting my village once more, someone came in and told that a man is at the door who wants to see me. I came out,saw a man standing with a pack in his hand and as I came out , could not recognize him and asked whom he wants to see, he touched my feet in gratitude and reminded me of that evening years back when he had been here,the same varanda with excruciating abdominal pain and I had cured him... I tried to recollect. He told,the one rupee coin I had given him ,helped him to get a little opium,he had it,slept off and next morning he got up with no sign of pain...And got a new lease of life because of me ! Thereafter whatever he earned everyday,saved a little and after he could gather a little,he has bought a saree for "Maa",my wife to show his reverence and gratitude and wanted to meet us! " I stood frozen for a moment being flabbergasted. Thought what helped him, a word I had said ,he will get relieved of the pain when he was desperately expecting me to treat him,I knew I had no power to heal him there in that circumstances and his death was imminent and his unflinching faith on a doctor !!! " He continued," may be scientifically,the opium provided much needed analgesia and the guarded muscles relaxed and the hernia got reduced,relieving his pain,but probably not only the science,the art of faith and hope,the desire for doing best for a suffering soul played the best part of it..." He concluded...
After a quarter century I have remembered his words," A doctor's words are most valuable assets of his career,take care of it always"... A lesson learnt from him, R. K. Narayan's story from Malgudi days comes alive with each such experience and somewhere a doctor Raman is reborn...
I feel,even the lesson is more relevant today than ever... Is not it???
Spare a moment ! Spare a thought !!!
From a doctor's soul...
From a doctor's soul...
Today I had been to our CST administrative office for some work. While entering the GM office corridor,someone came from back and greeted me with a "namaskar Madam" ... When he came to front,I looked at him ,tried my best to recognize,but could not , thought he must be one of our Railway man certainly ,may be had come to opd/casualty/ with family or someone who may be knowing me. Then he told me, "Ma'am,I came to know from hospital,u took VR ,but I am glad to meet you here and just to let you know that u had delivered my elder daughter by a CS in the year 2000 when you must be a DMO, and the most important and happy part I want to tell you that ,I named my daughter as "Swadhin"... She is in professional course now"... He and I left for our work, but it made me think, even after 19 years and never seeing me again,he didn't forget me and our job which I must have done as part of my duty,but it became a land mark for him and his family and he recognized me so well,I thought for a while, probably there we stand in someone's thought, someone's mind and heart... in spite of buckets of medicolegal threats, constantly deteriorating doctor-patient relationship and incidents of violence and lots of unfriendly regulations for medical fraternity ... This truth stands even today... A doctor even without his/her knowledge or remembrance, influences so many lives of people and the psyche of society, may be just not through the sickness,but for whole life of a person or family and the society at large and thanked God for all the blessings and prayed to gift the society such doctors and healers on whom the society can have unflinching faith and rely
" he/she will do best and nothing but best for us and our patients and the medical fraternity to be blessed with patients, family and society to have the faith on us and gift us the most coveted award for any doctor in life ' someone's pain is less through our efforts and someone has smiled through our dedications , services,efforts !" Nothing can be more satisfying than this. May the world, particularly my mother land India is blessed with revamped doctor-patient relationship,the faith is restored,the hope is alive and new with each morning dawn..
May we receive the Almighty's blessings to serve the humanity with all our heart and soul,best of efforts and intentions...And always remember "we only treat,He cures"... May we never leave our dignity for a penny,may we never forgo our sense of duty for comfort... May we always be wise to look more within than out, may we have the compassion to heal than to feel proud...
Spare a moment ! Spare a thought !!!
Today I had been to our CST administrative office for some work. While entering the GM office corridor,someone came from back and greeted me with a "namaskar Madam" ... When he came to front,I looked at him ,tried my best to recognize,but could not , thought he must be one of our Railway man certainly ,may be had come to opd/casualty/ with family or someone who may be knowing me. Then he told me, "Ma'am,I came to know from hospital,u took VR ,but I am glad to meet you here and just to let you know that u had delivered my elder daughter by a CS in the year 2000 when you must be a DMO, and the most important and happy part I want to tell you that ,I named my daughter as "Swadhin"... She is in professional course now"... He and I left for our work, but it made me think, even after 19 years and never seeing me again,he didn't forget me and our job which I must have done as part of my duty,but it became a land mark for him and his family and he recognized me so well,I thought for a while, probably there we stand in someone's thought, someone's mind and heart... in spite of buckets of medicolegal threats, constantly deteriorating doctor-patient relationship and incidents of violence and lots of unfriendly regulations for medical fraternity ... This truth stands even today... A doctor even without his/her knowledge or remembrance, influences so many lives of people and the psyche of society, may be just not through the sickness,but for whole life of a person or family and the society at large and thanked God for all the blessings and prayed to gift the society such doctors and healers on whom the society can have unflinching faith and rely
" he/she will do best and nothing but best for us and our patients and the medical fraternity to be blessed with patients, family and society to have the faith on us and gift us the most coveted award for any doctor in life ' someone's pain is less through our efforts and someone has smiled through our dedications , services,efforts !" Nothing can be more satisfying than this. May the world, particularly my mother land India is blessed with revamped doctor-patient relationship,the faith is restored,the hope is alive and new with each morning dawn..
May we receive the Almighty's blessings to serve the humanity with all our heart and soul,best of efforts and intentions...And always remember "we only treat,He cures"... May we never leave our dignity for a penny,may we never forgo our sense of duty for comfort... May we always be wise to look more within than out, may we have the compassion to heal than to feel proud...
Spare a moment ! Spare a thought !!!
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