What gives

I was  mighty excited to walk through my old school of life where I spent ten precious years of my youth.Meeting Elias in Daltonganj and talking to him brought back memories of many aeons ago when he used to entertain me with the local stories.He guardedly gave me accounts of things as they were .Daltonganj is much the same.Saw some boards of old colleagues in various private practises in town. Entering through the gates of NJH some very funny experiences came to my mind.When one was living it ,it seemed like the mountain defining the various facets of the big and small decisions we made in life.But from this distance in the future it all felt like an array of comic adventure. NJH has it's eccentricities.It takes time to get into the skin of the place and the people.The first memory that struck me was standing under the founder's tree in our group attending a wedding dinner,unattended,ungreeted and ignored.We stood our ground though ,because there was no food in the mess and...

For the love of the country and altruistic reasons one, after qualifying as a doctor , decides to work in rural India .All is well at this stage  but when the red-tapism starts throttling you in the neck you wonder if it is really worth it. Government of India needs to have a second look at the rural health in the country. I presume 60% of India lives in villages.When I first finished my post-graduation and joined work in Jharkhand our competition used to come from the 'jhola chaps'.As frustating as it was,the facilities we had in hand were not much better than theirs .However ,I had never practised medicine outside India. I trained in medicine under great physicians,perhaps the best in the field in India where a lot of stress was given to clinical acumen but they did have proper facilities to back their work up. I had an oppurtunity to practise medicine abroad for a year. One important lesson I came back with, to India is that facilities matter,quality matters,order matt...