Reflections on Medicine and Life by Dr. S.P. Kalantri
Born into the remote village of Vidul, Purushottam Deshmukh overcame a childhood of hardship to become a giant of medicine. This is a reflection on the quiet dignity and scholarly brilliance of a man who watched his dreams nearly slip away in the dust.
In the good old days, life in Sevagram was simple. The roads were dusty, the air always hot, and the village felt far removed from bustling cities. Yet amidst this simplicity, something rare filled the airโhumility. Once upon a time, the heads of departments and deans were more than just figures of authority. They were … Read more
In the good old days, life in Sevagram was simple. The roads were dusty, the air always hot, and the village felt far removed from bustling cities. Yet amidst this simplicity, something rare filled the airโhumility. Once upon a time, the heads of departments and deans were more than just figures of authority. They were … Read more
They mended hearts and bodies. For decades, the stethoscope was their instrument, the hospital their stage. But when the white apron came off, their hands turned to brush and canvas, paper and pen. Dr. Om Prakash Gupta and Dr. Pushpa Chaturvedi โtwo stalwarts of MGIMS Sevagramโwalked parallel yet independent paths, coloured by their devotion to … Read more
That old black phoneโsolid, heavy, a relic of a time when voices travelled through wires, not airwaves. Each number on its dial, a small circle, waiting for a finger to spin it. No speed dial, no saved contactsโjust memory and precision. Calls were brief, words measured. Every minute cost money. The phone perched on a … Read more