MGIMS

Reading Time: 2 minutesThat old black phone—solid, 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 contacts—just memory and precision. Calls were brief, words measured. Every minute cost money. The phone perched on a … Read more

Reading Time: 6 minutesIn 1970, a young man arrived at Gandhiji’s 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 𝗠𝗚𝗜𝗠𝗦, and the young man … Read more

Reading Time: 2 minutesA medical college, known by any other name, would still produce MBBS and MDs. Wasn’t 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. 𝗠𝗚𝗜𝗠𝗦 certainly sounds better than 𝗠𝗚𝗖𝗠𝗦. Back in 1969, … Read more