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Choosing oneself into extinction.

God loves the world .Man in his foolish wilfulness goes his own way and walks himself into extinction.I have a theory.People who are,so to say pro choice are going to choose themself into extinction. Abortion will reduce the numbers,homosexuality will as well and so will euthanasia,especially in the form in which Dr death seems to promote it. We can I think safely assume that some races in the world will be nought and it will not be the Indians or the Chinese.

A day at the Royal college of physicians.

An interesting day at the royal college of physicians. One of the topics of discussion was on ethics. The hot topic in the United kingdoms is euthanasia at the moment. These were international medical graduates from all the world over. Dr Peter Trewby decided to make it interactive. He asked for a show of hands in support of euthanasia.Seven hands in a room of around fifty candidates went up. The next question was more interesting. If allowed how many would be willing to administer it to a patient. There was a pin-drop silence and not a single hand went up. 200 Brits are said to have travelled to Sweden for assisted suicide.  

A voice in the wilderness-the calling of John the baptist.

Having stayed in England for a year now,the longest I have been abroad,I have been exposed to an onslaught of a lot of noises.The only sane voices are the voices I hear from the pulpit of the churches,my quiet time and the Christian periodicals and the occasional quotes my colleagues throw in in the social sites. I had the privellage to visit the Christian medical fellowship building in London on sunday last. We had a team of doctors meeting up with Dr Sam and Sarah David. As Julian showed us around the office space,it left me thoughtful. It was an efficient set up ,like most places in England ,every little space was used to the full. It was also according to me,one of the lonely sane voices in the catenkerous mix of ever changing stands and values that the young generation seem to be inheriting. It was an important place..with an extremely important agenda. How important it is to speak up. The more exposure I get to the ways of even the Christian world,I realise how corrupt &

Showcasing Misery!

I spent a day out in London with my co-patriots doing the touristy things which I guess I would have never done, if left on my own.I made a trip to Madame Tussaud's,and the Shard.Not my idea of spending a day ideally but the more important reason was to spend time with my sisters-in-law who are here for over a month. Madame Tussaud's left me cold.The most fascinating things were the taxi ride through four hundred years of London.The depiction of 'The great plague and the 'Fire of london' were most fascinating. I was also taken aghast by the guillitone used to behead Mary Antoinette of the 'If you don't have bread eat cake 'fame.The sheer crudeness of the guillitone shocked me to say the least. The royal family was in a room together,Lady Diana standing alone in one corner,forgotten. There was Kennedy,Obama,Napolean,....and the Bollywood stars. I did not see  William Wilburforce,David Livingstone,Charles Spurgeon,CS Lewis,.......and the list goes on

Clarkson's list.

I have this weird habit of reading in the loo. My friends find it odd but it is normal for us at home.We even have magazine holders in the loo .Jeremy Clarkson's 'The world according to Clarkson'is serving me in good stead here. A second round of it still finds me chuckling. He has listed his favourite movies in one of the chapters.Needless to say they are all british. He does not have very kind words to say about American and French movies and the rest of the world is not even worth commenting about. Anyway's I thought I would go through the list . On the top of the list at number one is,'The longest good Friday',a gangster movie-I could not lay my hands on.On the third is the 'Killing Fields',which I guess most people would agree with. I watched the one which was second on the list,'The Local Hero'. Burt Lancaster is in the lead.It touched a chord somewhere. The storyline runs along an American company which wants to acquire land in a

Little things in the kingdom of God!

It is not everyday that someone walks into a pizza hut and asks a waiter how things work ? I did just that.The waiter very patiently explained that I could pick up a menu from the stand on the side and sit on a table and he would take the order. That's exactly how the eatieries work,atleast the fast-food ones and I always find myself a little lost. I was just about making up my mind on a latte,with garlic bread and chicken wings when the waiter walked up to where I was ,went down on his knees and asked me if I wanted some help with the menu.I did not ,I had already made up my mind so I told him what I wanted with an extra request for a box because the helping sounded large. What struck me was the stance of the waiter.I had seen the consultants,the local ones making the same stance when they relate to the patients. There is so much to be learnt from the people here and it never fails to surprise me,little things that matter and make people and places a winner. Little things w

Did I like Great Gatsby?

Did I like Great Gatsby.I don't know.To my boring person the charecters painted were a little too shallow for my taste.The movie was surreal and tough to sit through in many ways. It didn't stimulate me the way 'Les Miserable' did. The presence of Big B as a bootlegger did not help either.If it had been anyone else in the same role one would have just let it go but it was Amitabh Bacchan and it is 'well' next to impossible for an Indian to just let it go ,so I found him a little too out of place in the movie.I don't know whether the part demanded it ,but I thought the other actors looked a triffle too uncomfortable too. On my way back on the bus I suddenly remembered an incident my sister had shared regarding my colourful cousin,the one who died young. As he writes in his book about standing outside the supreme court to attend a case with one of his IAS colleagues,he had taken advantage of one of his colleague's weak moments and had wheedled out a p

Face in the mirror.

Am planning a trip to the lakeside to watch the 'epic American novel' -'Great Gatsby'. It used to be one of my favourite books in the growing up years. I found it hard to let go of the book ,patting it hoping the end would read otherwise. My sense of moral judgement,my absolute world view, a far cry then. I am excited to see how I read the movie or even the book now that I have added so many years of actual living after the last time I read the book and was deeply upset by it. It has apparently been a contender for ,'Great American Novel',the irony is that F.Scott Fitzgerald,the author never got a taste of the novel's success during his lifetime. I have read reviews and more reviews on it ,the Wikipedia reads- 'The Great Gatsby is a 1925 novel written by American author F. Scott Fitzgerald that follows a cast of characters living in the fictional town of West Egg on prosperous Long Island in the summer of 1922. The story primarily concerns the

A fistful of life!-is it?

Allan was brought in all of ninety six years old,semi-concious,barely whimpering.Lives in a nursing home ,lost his wife in January of this month.The ambulance brought him in,there was no other history than the one his GP had hastily scribbled,confused,a known diabetic ,?uncontrolled sugar. When I saw him he was balled into himself. We asked for a relative to be called,he was 'cheyne-stoking'. Emperically treated him for sepsis and ordered a CT scan,while the results were awaited. The staff in the hospital made him comfortable. There was not much to go by. The son came in,rather matter of fact.'We lost our mom in January-she was the centre of his world,we did not think he would survive this long.' We worked hard on Alan.By the evening he had started responding. One of the first things he did was to catch my hand and hold it. We get patients like these all the time. In the moment there is a connection,and then it is lost in the hustle and bustle of the work to