It was a typical Thursday, my OPD day. After completing rounds, I settled into the clinic, surrounded by my medical residents. The waiting hall buzzed with life, crowded with patients, many standing near the door, each waiting their turn. Mornings like these felt routine, but they never lacked purpose. Our hospital, a beacon of hope …
MGIMS
Delay. Delay. Delay.
This Diwali, Ravi (name changed) turned 19. He lived in a small town, 100 km southeast of Sevagram. Fresh out of his teens, he had completed his tenth grade at a local school and enrolled in a technical college. A promising future awaited himโsteady income, a stable life. His parents, both laborers in the fields, …
How much time do I have?
“How much time do I have now?” His voice on the phone was calm, almost casual. We had discussed the sudden cold wave, his family, his niece’s recent grand wedding, Jasprit Bumrah’s lethal bowlingโeverything except his illness. Then, out of the blue, he asked that question. Itโs a question I hear often. Families ask it …
๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ถ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐ป ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฒ
Recently, we cared for a frail man in his late fifties. He came in gasping for air. His heart raced, and each breath was a challenge. His lungs crackled with every inhale. Both his face and feet were swollen. The ECG was very abnormal, and the chest X-ray showed fluid in his lungs. When he …
Life and Death in Sevagram: The Day the Snake Bit
It was a quiet morning in Sevagram, a village 20 kilometers from where Gopal (name changed), a small farmer, lived. As dawn broke, his peaceful life took a sudden, violent turn. He woke up with severe abdominal pain, vomiting, and a feeling of extreme weakness. There were no warning signsโno heavy meals, no alcohol, none …
๐๐ฟ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ฟ๐ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ: ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ถ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ
In 1970, a young man arrived at Gandhijiโs ashram in Sevagram. A year later, he joined a medical college, not as a student but as an artist. Although he left the college after twenty-five years, he left behind footprints in the black cotton soil of Sevagram. The medical institution was ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ, and the young man …
On Doctor’s Day
๐ญ On Doctor’s Day, with pride we stand, At ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ, we guide medicine’s art firsthand. Through patient care and hands-on grace, We nurture skills that that time can’t efface. ***** ๐ฎ India has 700 medical schools, is MGIMS just one of them? No, we boast a five-decade tradition of fame and name. MGIMS? Shakespeare would …
๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ต๐ด๐ฏ: ๐ง๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ด๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐น๐ผ๐ฐ๐ธ
In 1982, I began my medical career as a senior resident in Medicine. By 1983, while living in Wardha with my parents, 8 km away from the medical college, I began teaching the 1979 batch of students from MGIMS. That summer, Sevagram faced a severe water shortage. Wells dried up, rivers shrank, overhead tanks emptied, …
A Handkerchief’s Tale: Memories with Indira Gandhi
After my recent Facebook post, Dr. Bajrang Prasad Pandey, an MGIMS graduate from the 1970 batch who later became a Pharmacology professor at BHU, Varanasi, shared an interesting story about Prime Minister Indira Gandhi’s visit to Sevagram in the early 1970s. Mrs Gandhi had come to MGIMS to speak to a handful of medical students …
๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐บ๐ผ๐ป๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป: ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐
A medical college, known by any other name, would still produce MBBS and MDs. Wasnโt it William Shakespeare who wrote in Romeo and Juliet: ‘What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.’ Well, it does matter. ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ certainly sounds better than ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ. Back in 1969, …