Ramprasad was eighty six. He sat in his backyard, chatting with his friend, Ahmed Yousef. They were neighbours for decades, and had lost their wives years ago. It was natural that they became close friends. Ahmed was also Ramprasad’s personal physician. “I am ready to die, daktar sab,” Said Ramprasad. “I am always breathless, and […]
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Under the knife- The first time.
I WAS fourteen, and we were staying in a small house in Thrissur. The most fascinating aspect of my house was the adjoining half-acre property to which I had free access. Open a gate and I was there. It was allowed to run wild. In Kerala, that meant automatic transformation of the place into a […]
അവറാച്ചന്റെ ജീവന്മരണ യുദ്ധം – വൈദ്യശാസ്ത്രം തോറ്റതെങ്ങനെ ?
എൺപത്താറ് വയസ്സായല്ലോ അവറാച്ചന് . ഒരേ ഒരു മോൻ – ജോയ്മോൻ – അമേരിക്കാവിലെ ഒക്കലോ ഹോമോ യിൽ ഇഞ്ചിനീരാ . രാമൻകുട്ടി ഡോക്ടർക്ക് അവറാച്ചനെ പത്തു മുപ്പതു കൊല്ലമായി അറിയാം . അയൽക്കാരാണ് , രണ്ടു പേരുടെയും ഭാര്യമാരും മരിച്ചു . അപ്പൊ നാച്ചുറലായി സുഹൃത്തുക്കൾ ആവുമല്ലോ . അവറാച്ചന്റെ ഡോക്ടറും ആണ് രാമൻകുട്ടി . “ഞാൻ ആർക്കും ഒരു ഭാരം ആവരുത് . മരിക്കാൻ ഞാൻ റെഡി ആയിക്കഴിഞ്ഞു, രാമാ . ജോയ്മോൻ വല്ലപ്പോഴും […]
The War starts- The first day of a Resident Surgeon.
THE JOURNEY through Palakkad is always scenic. The place had a hole in the wall of the Western Ghats. This mountain stretched between Kerala and Tamil Nadu, lush green, like a barricade between neighbourhoods festooned with moss. I was on the way to JIPMER: Jawahar Lal Nehru Institute of Post-Graduate Medical Education and Research. I […]
Study in Scarlet- The nosebleed.
THE LONGER stints in Medicine, Surgery and Gynaecology were followed by a series of short postings in various assorted departments. It was a whirlwind tour in bewilderment. I went to each department with sweaty palms. Acute attacks of panic marked the first day. Over a few days I learned enough to manage my duties with […]