Reflections on Medicine and Life by Dr. S.P. Kalantri
This is indeed a sad and agonizing moment for me to write on MVR. The light that illuminated the department of Biochemistry and indeed the MGIMS campus has suddenly gone out. What happened was absolutely incredible and inconceivable. Sevagram is stunned and shocked, and so am I. Beyond words. I am still unable to fathom … Read the essay
This is indeed a sad and agonizing moment for me to stand here and speak on MVR. The light that illuminated the department of Biochemistry and indeed the MGIMS campus has suddenly gone out. Sevagram is stunned and shocked, and so am I. Beyond words. I am still unable to figure out why destiny took off one of … Read the essay
We had just completed two 200 km and one 300 km brevet in the past few months, learning the ropes along the way. This time, we aimed higher: a 400 km ride. On a Sunday morning, I set off on my most ambitious challenge yet—a 27-hour, 400 km bicycle ride starting and ending at Zero … Read the essay
300 km. This time I had set the bar a bit too high. The task was to complete an18-hour-long bicycle ride on Sunday that was to start before dawn and would end almost at the stroke of midnight. The route—Asian Highway 46, Nagpur-Deori (Gondia district)-Nagpur was challenging enough to test both the muscle and the … Read the essay
A 50-km solo ride that began from Sevagram. As I cycled past 13 villages during the ride and as the sun began to set, I discovered fascinating people interacting with each other during their Wednesday bazaars. This is Dindoda village, 12 km south of Sevagram.