16, 190 days—and still at the crease
I turned seventy last month and handed over the captaincy at MGIMS. After 16,190 days, I am not quite ready to leave the crease. The designation has changed; the wards, patients, teaching and the game go on.
Reflections on Medicine and Life by Dr. S.P. Kalantri
I turned seventy last month and handed over the captaincy at MGIMS. After 16,190 days, I am not quite ready to leave the crease. The designation has changed; the wards, patients, teaching and the game go on.
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Watching The Odyssey with my twelve-year-old granddaughter led to an unexpected conversation about the similarities between Greek and Indian mythology. A week later, Devdutt Pattanaik explored the same idea in a thought-provoking video, reminding me that stories travel farther than civilizations.
“I am not sure what it is.” I utter these words whenever I encounter a medical puzzle I cannot solve. “This is beyond my competence,” I reply to the WhatsApp messages flooding my phone at all hours. My patients hate it. They do not visit a clinic to buy hesitation. They want a physician who … Read the essay