Sevagram Reflections – Page 2

Bappa and Joshi: The Gentle Legends of MGIMS Stage

I still remember that evening in Sevagram in 1974 as if it happened yesterday. The dusty courtyard of the hostel had been swept clean, a few strings of yellow bulbs hung across bamboo poles, and students kept rushing about with last-minute instructions. We were ready to stage Kaka Kishyacha, a Marathi play that had already earned a place in the …

Five Doctors, Five Roads Les Traveled

In Sevagram, some medical students chose roads no one expected. They arrived at MGIMS in 1969 and the early 1970s with one aim. To become doctors. Yet life, with its quiet nudges and sudden jolts, steered them elsewhere. What unfolded were stories richer than fiction, each marked by the sacred soil of Sevagram. ______________________________________________________ Take 𝗝𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮 𝗔𝗱𝗵𝗶𝗮, a Gujrati boy …

An Evening in Sevagram, 1974

Yesterday evening, in the quiet of the MGIMS library, I found Sushruta—the student magazine from 1974. Its cover was worn. The pages were yellow, some torn at the edges, faded with age. They carried the smell of time. As I turned them, I reached the Marathi section edited by Dr. Narayan Daware (class of 1971), whom we sadly lost in …

Babulal: Bhamashah of Sevagram

If you ask any MGIMS student from the 1970s or ’80s about their Dean, or even most of their professors, the memories may be hazy. Names of many classmates might have slipped away too. But mention Babulal, and the recollections come rushing back. In those days, Babulal’s canteen was their 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘢, their little world in the middle of Sevagram. He …

The Anatomy Professor

This morning in Kolkata, I finally checked off the first—and most cherished—stop on my list: a visit to Dr. S.K. Ghosh. For nearly two decades in Sevagram, he wasn’t just my next-door neighbor. He was a dear friend, a quiet philosopher, a family confidant, and a guide who brought warmth and wisdom into everyday life. We shared much more than …

A Monsoon Morning in Kolkatta

Yesterday, I was in Kolkata for just a few hours. I called her on the phone and told her I was in Alipore. “Alipore, sir?” she said, “I’ll come right over.” She hadn’t even finished rounding on her patients, but she made time to meet me—for a single cup of tea. I hadn’t realised how deeply tea is woven into …

The Man Behind the Lens

It was 1970. A restless, curious man walked into the MGIMS campus, a camera bouncing on his chest and his eyes already chasing the light. The college was still young, still growing. But Surendra Gurjar, newly hired and unsure, already saw stories. Stories in light, in shadows, in faces. He didn’t pose people. He didn’t chase fame. He simply took …

A Lumbar Pucture and a Standing Ovation

Bombay, 1975. The air was salty, the streets bustling, and a young doctor stood quietly outside the gates of St. George’s Hospital. Fresh out of internship at MGIMS, Sevagram, he had no roadmap for his future. Sevagram did not offer postgraduate training—its founder Dr. Sushila Nayar wanted her students to serve in villages. But government jobs were scarce, and this …

87 and still going strong

87 and still going strong. I saw 𝗕𝗮𝗯𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗹𝗷𝗶 yesterday in the hospital—he had come for his routine check-up. After the consultation, we sat down for a long chat. The moment MGIMS is mentioned, his eyes light up. Tea. 𝘈𝘭𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢. His hot, cardamom-flavoured tea and crisp, spicy aloo bondas were more than just snacks. And the quiet generosity. Lending money …

The First Building Blocks of MGIMS ( Part 5)

In 1969, Dr. P.L. Vaishwanar—Project Officer and Head of Physiology at GMC Nagpur—arrived in Sevagram to help build India’s first rural medical college. He wasn’t focused only on bricks and mortar. He wanted to build people. Before the college could welcome students, it needed a team—not just doctors and professors, but technicians and attendants who would breathe life into its …