Walk of life

  The Littman. Littman Stethoscope is a popular brand in Stethoscopes. Morever, a prestigious asset hanging around shoulders of a Doctor. Prestigious because of its high quality and it's expensive. Today,Littman Stethoscope is available in India. Earlier,before globalization, Littman Stethoscope had to be procured through some friend or relative from Abroad....Europe or US. Littman Stethoscope even today,remains preserved in the Doctors ' drawers. Any ordinary Stethoscope does it's required work of helping to listen the chest. To hear breathing and heartbeat. To hear peristalsis. To detect,diagnose and treat. But a Littman remains an Asset. I completed my internship and the prefix of " Dr" in front of my name. The first Doctor in the Family. My brother was in Dubai. He wanted to gift me . I told him" Buy a Littman for me if it's not very expensive for you. " An Engineer with non meficos as his friends, somehow ,he did manage to gather...

 Is it needed to ROAR? In Animal Kingdom,the Lion is King of Jungle. Why? Neither is it huge like Elephant. ..nor Tall as Giraffe.....nor agile like Cheetah. But.....it has a Loud ROAR. Loudest .Echoes ,vibrates the entire jungle. To dominate the whole Jungle. As a baby,the cry when gets shrill and louder,does it grab attention of mother when she is in the kitchen doing her daily chores. As a child,parents relent to demands if child throws tantrums,yells,and creates a scene in front of everyone around. In school and colleges,the bully gets everyone to listen to him/ her,by being the loudest and strongest in the class. In workplace,the person who yells,abuses,throws things around,demands more respect and obedience from others. In a crowded junction, the person who opens a brawl ,raises voice, enters a heated argument, gets away even if he/ she is wrong and at fault. Do all above situations project that one needs to ROAR..... And that too Loudest .... To be the King of Jungle????? I...

  The  Pain of " FALL" Today, as I was at Nruptungabetta,over the hill,in the morning, I saw a small boy slip and fall down while walking. He started to cry. His older brother and father who were ahead of him,pulled him up,rubbed the mud off his bruised knee....and pacified him. But he kept on crying. A few steps ahead,his older brother slipped and fell.( Purposeful act). Seeing his older brother slip and fall too...the younger one stopped crying and the trio went ahead to enjoy their morning walk over the hill. As the track was muddy and slippery as it had rained at night,I saw another kid, who was with a big group of boys ,slip and fall. But here,the rest of the group started laughing and teasing the boy as he was a bit bulky compared to his very lean friends. The boy burst into tears. These 2 incidents happening the same moment got me thinking...... When one falls..... What is more painful? What brings tears in the eyes? The pain caused physically by the FALL. ...

  " You are raising someone who will forget you." A remark  I heard in a podcast. A Parent nurturing and Caring the child. A Teacher imparting knowledge to the student.. A Leader mentoring the followers A Doctor healing the patient... Does  the beneficiary remember the benefactor forever??? A thought occurred to me.... When I was nurturing and Caring my child,it never crossed my mind,whether my child must or will reciprocate back.... When I give Anaesthesia to my patient, I never think nor expect patient to remember me after recovery from Anaesthesia. How necessary is validation for the work we do in our life? Is it necessary for present generation to show gratitude to me for the work I have done in my lifetime? Must the coming generation, whose attention span is few minutes( and they move on to the next reel), remember me???? How important is it to be remembered??? Am I or my work relevant only if both are recognized and remembered???? If one just does thei...

  The Sting of Words. " You can never become Doctor. Don't even think about getting into medical college. " These harsh words said by a Teacher to me in 12th Standard after seeing my performance in weekly tests. I was struggling with Physics. However hard I was trying,the required performance and scores was just not reached. The words stung hard. As predicted, my scores in Physics in Board exams did come low and I couldn't reach the cutoff to secure a Medical seat in Mumbai. I worked harder and got 10th rank in State quota of the All India Pre Medical test conducted by MGIMS, Sewagram. 5 and half years later.....I did become a Doctor. Do I remember the teacher.....No. But the sting of her words.....memory of the pain it caused to me.....Remain Forever. Words are like that huge wave..... Comes hits you .... Goes back to the sea..... But the debris of the sea thrown by the waves at the shores..... Remain forever. Nobody remembers the magnamity of the Wave...

  OT Diaries. As an Anaesthesiologist  working freelance in private practice, I get opportunity to do variety of procedures.I get opportunity to interact with different people every day. I get to give Anaesthesia to Mental disorders and Psychological disorder in all age groups and both genders. Some severe cases of both disorders are dependent upon their Caretakers for their survival at times. A 19yr girl was brought to Scan center for MRI.She was violent and since birth needed nurturing and caring.The parents looked tired,aged and apprehensive. After the Scan got over,as I was giving the parents post procedure instructions, the mother started crying.The father started sharing his anxiety " Doctor, We have taken her to NIMHANS Bengaluru too.So many treatments and consultations done.Our only anxiety is who will take care of her after we die?" A 35yr Psychological disorder patient used to get admitted occasionally to the Rehabilitation center whenever she became violent an...