Where did I go wrong ? I studied relentlessly to become a doctor, where did I go wrong? I took up a job, that too a government job. Is this where I went wrong? I worked sincerely, ….then…… where did I go wrong? I refused to pay bribes when I got promoted. Where did I go wrong? I worked my heart out, efficiently and silently, I refused to bent to pressures. Where did I go wrong? They took away all my authority one by one, they disrobed me. Where did I go wrong?
They tried to shame me, I didnt break. Where did I go wrong? They insulted me, abused me, they tried my patience, I stood firm. Where did I go wrong? They still deny me me justice, delays are the norm here. Where did I go wrong?
Now I know, I was always wrong. I was not meant to be amongst them, I was different. I was the wrong person at the wrong place, They didnt deserve me. I should never have been here….yet I worked here accepting things as they came….. I realized this too late …. I was wrong….I was wrong……. I was always wrong.
कुठे बरं चुकलो मी? डॉक्टर होण्यासाठी अहोरात्र अभ्यास केला हे चुकलं ? की MBBS होऊनही सरकारी नोकरीत रमलो हे चुकलं? मनापासून केलं प्रामाणिक काम तेही चुकारांच्या गर्दीत… म्हणून मी चुकलो?
की लाच न देता बढती मिळवत गेलो म्हणून मी चुकलो? ना दबलो ना झुकलो पण काम करत राहिलो.. इथेच बहुदा मी चुकलो? भरसभेत वस्त्रा समान एक एक अधिकार उतरवताना विकट हास्याने त्यांनी लाजवलं.. अपमान झाला कुणीतरी शिवीही झोडली.. ना मी पातळी सोडली ना माझी मान मोडली… म्हणून का मी चुकलो?
माझ्या हक्काचा न्याय मिळता मिळता किती उशीर झाला…एक बरं झालं उशीरा का होईना पण एक साक्षात्कार झाला…. अरे…त्या पदांच्या लायकी पेक्षा मी किती तरी वेगळा होतो… बहुदा या जागेसाठी मी नव्हतोच बनलो तरीही इथे रमलो म्हणून मी चुकलो…. तरीही इथे रमलो म्हणून मी चुकलो….
Dr. Anil Roy, PCMC speaks (Translation by Hanumant Landge)
कोविड व्हायरस खरोखर कधीच गेला नाही. ते क्षीण झाले आणि क्षीण झाले, उत्परिवर्तित झाले, जगाच्या लोकसंख्येला नकळत घेऊन गेले, लाखो लोकांना मृत्यूचे दरवाजे दाखवले, मुले अनाथ, महिला विधवा, कुटुंबातील कमावत्या सदस्यांना घेऊन गेले. याने श्रीमंत किंवा गरीब दोघांनाही वाचवले नाही….तो एक महान तुल्यबळ होता ज्याने अतुलनीय दुःख आणले. लोकांनी नोकऱ्या गमावल्या, व्यवसाय तुटले, शक्तिशाली राष्ट्रांना हादरवून सोडले आणि जेव्हा आम्हाला वाटले की आम्ही व्हायरसवर मात केली आहे …….येथे OMICRON किंवा B .1.1.529 येतो. हे एक नवीन, जोरदारपणे उत्परिवर्तित, भयानक, वेगाने पसरणारे आणि कदाचित प्राणघातक आहे. स्नायू दुखणे आणि एक-दोन दिवस बरे न वाटणे ही लक्षणे एक सौम्य आजार म्हणून दिसून येतात. काहींना थोडासा खोकला होऊ शकतो. दक्षिण आफ्रिकेतील अहवालानुसार कोणतीही प्रमुख लक्षणे नाहीत. याला आळा घालण्यासाठी सरकारे आधीच कृती करण्याच्या तयारीत आहेत. आधीच थकलेल्या वैद्यकीय समुदायाला या उत्परिवर्तनाचा सामना करण्यासाठी सज्ज व्हावे लागेल. रिसेप्टर बाइंडिंग डोमेन (विषाणूचा भाग जो आपल्या शरीराच्या पेशींशी प्रथम संपर्क साधतो) मध्ये @ 10 उत्परिवर्तन आहेत असे म्हटले जाते, ज्याने जगाला वेढले आहे अशा डेल्टा प्रकारासाठी फक्त दोनच्या तुलनेत, स्पाइक प्रोटीनचे 30 पेक्षा जास्त उत्परिवर्तन, जे बहुतेक लसींचे लक्ष्य आहे. मूळ स्ट्रेन वापरून तयार केलेल्या लसी कदाचित तितक्या प्रभावी नसतील. हे चिंतेचे रूप म्हणून लेबल केले आहे. आपण या ओमिक्रॉनचा सामना कसा करू?
भारतालाही विषाणूच्या क्रोधाचा सामना करावा लागला, तरीही युरोप किंवा अमेरिकेच्या तुलनेत आपल्याकडे कमी मृत्यू झाला. आमच्या आरोग्याच्या पायाभूत सुविधांमध्ये सुरुवातीला उणीव आढळून आली असली तरी ती खूप लवकर बदलली आणि अपग्रेड झाली. आरोग्य कर्मचारी विलक्षण होते, त्यांना घरबसल्या सुसूत्रता मिळाली, लसीकरणानेही जलद गतीने काम केले, नागरिक, राजकारणी, व्यापारी आणि वैद्यकीय बांधवांनी सुटकेचा नि:श्वास सोडला आणि मग….हे. आपण काय केले पाहिजे??? प्रथम, मूलभूत गोष्टींकडे परत. नियमितपणे हात धुवा, नियमितपणे मास्क वापरा, सुरक्षित अंतर ठेवा, तुमचे लसीचे शॉट्स घ्या, वृद्ध आणि असुरक्षित लोकांचे लसीकरण करा, गर्दी टाळा, चांगले वेंटिलेशन ठेवा, अवांछित किंवा संभाव्य संक्रमित ठिकाणांचा प्रवास टाळा. या उत्परिवर्तनाला आमच्या राज्यांमध्ये प्रवेश करण्यापासून कसे रोखता येईल यासाठी तुमच्या योजना तयार करा. कोविड योग्य वर्तनाची काटेकोरपणे अंमलबजावणी होत असल्याची खात्री करा. सर्वांनी डोस आणि बूस्टर दोन्हीसाठी लसीकरण केल्याची खात्री करा. ज्यांना लसीचे दोन्ही डोस घेतले आहेत त्यांनाच आंतरराज्य प्रवास प्रतिबंधित करा. उद्यान आणि उद्यानांसारख्या सार्वजनिक ठिकाणी फक्त लसीकरणास परवानगी द्या. प्रेक्षागृहे, मॉल्स, सिनेमा हॉल यांनी देखील केवळ पूर्ण लसीकरण केलेल्या लोकांनाच प्रवेश द्यावा आणि सर्वांनी कोविडचे योग्य वर्तन पाळावे याची खात्री करावी. अफवा पसरवणे थांबवा, घाबरू नका, नको असलेल्या, मूर्ख आणि अवैज्ञानिक ज्ञानाचा व्हॉट्स अॅप कारखाना बंद करा. परिस्थितीचा फायदा घेऊन या संभाव्य नव्या लाटेला आपले खिसे भरण्याची संधी बनवण्याचा प्रयत्न करणार नाही, अशी शपथ घ्या. दक्षिण आफ्रिकेतून एक हजाराहून अधिक प्रवासी भारतात पोहोचले आहेत जिथे असंख्य रुग्णांमध्ये या उत्परिवर्तनाची चाचणी सकारात्मक आढळून आली आहे. त्यांना क्वारंटाईन केले आहे याची आम्हाला खात्री करावी लागेल. त्यांची चाचणी केली पाहिजे आणि त्याचप्रमाणे त्यांच्या सर्व संपर्कांचीही, त्यांना त्रास देऊ नये. यापूर्वीच दक्षिण आफ्रिकेतून बंगळुरू येथे आलेल्या दोन व्यक्तींची चाचणी पॉझिटिव्ह आली आहे. आपल्यासाठी आपत्ती ओढवू शकणार्या इतर गोष्टींचा प्रसार रोखण्यात मदत करण्यासाठी आपण खूप दक्ष राहू या. मूळ प्रश्नावर येत असताना, प्रशासन वेळेवर आटोक्यात आणण्यात अपयशी ठरले, तर त्यांच्या चुकीच्या निर्णयामुळे आपण अडचणीत येऊ. डॉक्टरांना जबाबदारी घेऊ द्या, त्यांना काय करायचे ते ठरवू द्या. डॉक्टरांना पूर्ण अधिकार द्या, काय आणि कसे करावे याचा त्यांचा निर्णय अंतिम असावा… कृपया राजकारणी आणि नोकरशहा यांना यापासून दूर ठेवा, ते गोंधळातच भर घालू शकतात.
सरकारने सर्व निर्णय आणि कृती डॉक्टर आणि वैद्यकीय बंधुत्वाकडे सोपवण्याचा निर्णय घेण्याची अपेक्षा करतो जेणेकरून आम्ही या लाटेशी अधिक चांगल्या प्रकारे लढू शकू आणि जीव वाचविण्यात मदत करू. चला ते मान्य करूया, हे डॉक्टरांचे डोमेन आहे, त्यांना चांगले माहीत आहे. चला डॉक्टरांना मागे बसू देऊ नका.
The covid virus never really went away. It waxed and waned, mutated, took the world population unawares, showed the doors of death to hundreds of thousands, left children orphans, women widows, took away earning members of families. It spared neither rich nor poor….It was a great equaliser which brought misery unparalleled. People lost jobs, businesses broke, shook powerful nations and just when we thought we had overcome the virus …….Here comes OMICRON or B .1.1.529.
Its a new, heavily mutated, horrible, fast spreading and perhaps lethal. It is said to present as a mild disease with symptoms being sore muscles and tiredness for a day or two not feeling well. Some might have a slight cough. There are no prominent symptom as per reports from South Africa. Already this is getting governments into frenzy of action to stop it. The medical fraternity , already exhausted has to gear up to face this mutant.
The receptor binding domain (the part of the virus that makes first contact with our body’s cells), is said to have @ 10 mutations compared to just two for the Delta variant that swept the world,supposedly more than 30 mutations of the spike protein, which is the target of most vaccines. The vaccines, which were designed using the original strain, may not be as effective. It is labelled as a variant of concern. How do we face this Omicron?
India too faced the wrath of the virus, yet unlike Europe or America we had lesser mortalities. Our health infrastructure though found lacking initially really moved and upgraded very quickly. The health staff was fantastic, they got the house in order, vaccination too worked at a rapid pace, the citizens, politicians, buisnessmen and medical fraternity heaved half a sigh of relief and then….This.
What should we do??? First, back to basics. Washing hands regularly, use a mask regularly, keep safe distance, take your vaccine shots, vaccinate the aged and vulnerable, avoid crowds, have good ventillation, avoid travel to unwanted or likely infected destinations. Get your plans ready on how to prevent this mutant from penetrating our states. Ensure covid appropriate behaviour is implemented strictly. Ensure all get vaccinated for both the doses and booster too if recommended. Restrict interstate travel to only those who have had both doses of the vaccine. Allow only the vaccinated into public areas like parks and gardens. Auditoriums, malls, cinema halls too should admit only fully vaccinated people and ensure all follow covid appropriate behaviour. Stop spreading rumours, do not panic, stop the whats app factory of unwanted , foolish and unscientific knowledge. Take an oath that we shall not try to make this possible new wave into an opportunity to fill our pockets, taking advantage of the situation .
Over a thousand travellers have reached india from South Africa where this mutant has been tested positive in numerous patients . We will have to ensure that they are quarantined. They should be tested and so should all their contacts, they should not be harrassed . Already two persons who arrived at Bangalore from South Africa have tested positive . Let’s be very vigilant in helping prevent spread else that could spell disaster for us.
Coming to the moot question, if the administration fails in containing it on time, due to their misguided fancy decisions , we are in for trouble. Let the doctors take charge, let them decide what is to be done. Give doctors the full powers, their decision on what and how it should be done should be final…… Please keep the politician and the bureaucrat away from it, they can only add to the confusion.
Looking forwards to the government taking a decision to hand over all decisions and actions to doctors and medical fraternity so that we fight this wave better and help save lives. Let’s accept it, this is a doctor’s domain, they know best. Let’s not allow the doctors to take the backseat.
A fire broke out on 6.11.2021 at 11am on the ground floor of the Ahmednagar civil hospital, where 17 patients were admitted, of which 15 were on either ventilator or oxygen support. 11 died.A medical officer and three staff nurses were arrested on charges of causing death by negligence and culpable homicide not amounting to murder.
A short circuit is suspected to be the cause of the blaze according to the chief fire officer of the city. Reports say that the district Collector stated that a fire audit had been carried out at the hospital. But according to the fire officer the work of installing necessary safety systems wasincomplete due to “want of funds.
It is a tragedy, who is to be blamed??? ………The doctors and nursing staff have been made scapegoats, suspended, terminated and arrested. Why??. Did they cause the fire?..Whose job was it to ensure a fire never took place?? Are they being questioned? What do you mean by “lack of funds”.. Were the doctors and nurses supposed to fund the work.
It was a covid ICU…These doctors and staff have been working day and night here to save patients lives ever sine the pandemic started, no rest, no sleep, no holidays…Only the risk of getting infected. Were the doctors and staff supposed to check the fire systems or install them, were they supposed to douse the fire. Was it not enough that they worked sincerely in the covid wards and ICU bravely , never complaining. Then why are they made the scapegoats. Who was supposed to ensure the fire alarms, sprinklers, smoke detectors and extinguishers were in place, are they being questioned . Who was responsible for providing adequate funds in time, have they been questioned, NO……They are all scot free…….The medical fraternity is a group of timid humans….They only know to love and serve….And this is what they get…….. Disgusting. No politician, social groups or so called human rights activists come forward to defend them, no bureaucrat defends them…..They all find pleasure in blaming them, punishing them.
Where is the justice ?? Why cant the judiciary see the truth before placing them into police custody. Why dont judges ask….Who built the ICU, who supplied the equipment, who was the electrial contractor….After all it was supposedly a short circuit that caused the fire. Does the judiciary ask who was responsible for not providing the funds needed. NO. The easiest way out, arrest a few doctors a d nurses to show action has been taken, and save the skins of the real culprits.
Another moot point…..Where is the unity amongst doctors and the para medical staff. Except for the local doctors and paramedics no one seems to utter a word of protest . The Indian Medical Association makes feeble noises, nothing concrete. This must change, it’s utter injustice towards the medical fraternity……….The real heroes of the Covid pandemic sentenced to grave injustice . My condolences to the families who lost their near and dear ones
Two siblings of human nature, both beautiful, one more than the other……..The ability to understand and share the feelings of another, is how the dictionary defines empathy. It simply means awareness and understanding of the feelings and emotions of other people. It is how we as individuals understand what others are experiencing as if we were feeling it ourselves. Sympathy is defined by the dictionary as feelings of pity and sorrow for someone else’s misfortune. Feeling sympathy means you feel sorry or sad for someone’s situation, even if you’ve never been there yourself.
Sympathy normally comes naturally to humans, it’s not difficult to feel sorry for others, at times it is not expressed , only felt yet many a times it is seen in small actions. Hari had lost his father all of 76 years, the cremation was just over. His friends had gathered at the crematorium, as they left each one approached Hari to take leave, some folded their hands in respect, others tapped him on the shoulders and some hugged him briefly . Each one felt sorry for Hari, each ones reaction was different , all felt sad for him……There was sympathy in their hearts. At the same time there were people who felt, so what? 76 is old age and die each one has to. The incident failed to ignite the feelings of sympathy, they failed to understand Hari’s sadness, that’s because the animal instincts in them overpowered their human instincts. Inspite of this they too patted or embraced Hari as they left, that was a social compulsion, their show of sympathy was socially motivated.
The naughty boy flung a stone at the barking dog. It hit the stray on his hind legs and it wailed in pain..It couldn’t run now, it was limping. Roshan was witnessing this, as the dog wailed , Roshan felt the pain in his legs too, he looked angrily at the naughty boy and shooed him away. He walked towards the injured dog but it was scared and kept limping away. Roshan stopped , bent down and called out to the dog who slowly halted and then limped towards him. Roshan could understand the dogs feelings, his pain, he could experience the dogs misfortune….He could empathise with the dogs situation. This is not just sympathising. This is one of the greatest character that humans posses ….Empathy.
Arjun worked as a multipurpose worker with the primary health center . He carried the vaccine carrier and other medicines as he gridded along the wet muddy train along with the auxillary nurse midwife and the attendant on their way for an immunization session. As they reached the village he noticed two children at home who were lying on the mud verandah. They looked ill. The mother was sitting alongside and stichting their worn and torn dresses. He enquired as to what was wrong, the mother said nothing, the small girly wailed she was hungry. The mother tried to shut her up. One look again at the children and Arjun knew they were really hungry. Thin and emaciated, anemic and malnourished. Their father worked far away in the city and probably hadn’t sent any money. The mother had nothing to feed the children, she too looked emaciated. Arjun sat down beside them, opened his tiffin and motioned to the children to join him. His tiffin was packed with 5 bhakris( sorghum bread). He had a voracious appetite and so his wife always packed his tiffin with excess food. The children slowly moved toward him, he offered them a bhakri each with the vegetable curry. The mother looked the other way. He realised that she too hadn’t had any food. He asked to get some water and a plate. As she got them he put two bhakris and some curry into the plate and pushed it towards her. He could see and feel their hunger, the bhakri that was left he started to eat. He watched them all eat slowly, their eyes wet. He understood their situation, he felt satiated as he saw them eat. No one spoke, they were thankful for the meal, he was happy he understood their situation and could help . This is how he empathised with them. The beauty of human nature. Empathy is gods gift to humannature and behaviour. Nothing can explain the happiness one gets and the happiness one spreads when you empathise.
To have the twin qualities of sympathy and empathy surely makes the world a happier place to live in. When you empathise the God within you comes alive.
Newtons first law of motion or the law of inertia states that a body at rest persists in its state of rest, and a body in motion remains in constant motion along a straight line unlessacted upon by an external force.
A tired child in deep slumber with sweet dreams will continue to sleep unless woken up by physically shaking him up to break his sweet sleep, else the kid will continue to enjoy his sleep. Imagine a small kid running towards his mother for her to pick him up, nothing will stop him from reaching her, but if you try to obstruct his path by force he will take a detour but find the path to be in his mother’s arms. How well Newton’s first law of motion gels with our daily life activities. It’s not just physics but human actions in real life also always follow Newton’s first law.
The second law of motion states that the rate of change of momentum of a body over time is directly proportional to the force applied, and occurs in the same direction as the appliedforce.
The teacher insisted the student repeat the poem again and again till he could say it at a single stretch flawlessly. Initially the student repeated after the teacher slowly and carefully. After several repetitions the speed of the student improved , now he would not repeat after the teacher, he now recite along with the teacher . The force exerted by the teacher had the desired effect. The student had mastered the poem. The directions of the teacher was being followed, the change in the momentum at which the student could recite the poem was exactly proportional to the force exerted by the teacher . Newton’s second law was being followed.
Newton’s Third Law of Motion states that forevery action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
I was was all of nine years old. The boy I was playing with was irritating me, I couldn’t bear it any longer, Zap… I slapped him, the sound was resonating , a wry smile developed across my face. Good , he needed it …..and then suddenly for no reason I could feel the slap in my face, it was painful and burning, the sound was again resonating in my ears. No one had slapped me , yet I felt being slapped with an equally hard force as I had used. Was it the reaction to my action?? My little mind understood one thing, what you give you get back. I hadn’t yet studied Newton’s laws, his third law of motion which stated that every action has an equal and opposite reaction had just come into play. The Newton in me had already understood the theory. Newton studied the laws of physics, my tender age taught me the laws of psychology, it wasn’t any different from the laws of physics, whatever you give you get back equally if not more. Just like the biblical proverb, you reap as you sow.
The children were standing in front of the local grocery shop, they were purchasing sweets, candies or lollipops. A child, dusky and in worn out clothes stood at the rear, his eyes on the children and mind longing for the sweets. He had no money, so he just stood there. An old man maybe in his eighties nearly toothless and in unkept clothes stood behind the children, calling out yo the shopkeeper to give him a bundle of bidis. He pushed a 50 paise coin towards the shopkeeper who passed on to him the bundle of bidis and a 20 paise coin. The old man took out a bidi from the bundle and lit it, as he inhaled and let out a circle ring of smoke his eyes fell on the boy who hadn’t any money to buy sweets . He felt sad for the boy and called him to his side and put the 20paise coin he had into the boys pocket gesturing to him to buy some sweets for himself too. The boy was initially reluctant to take the money but the craving for the sweets got the better of him and he pushed the coin onto the the shopkeepers counter and bought 4 orange candies. He eyes lit up on seeing the candies in his hand, two in each, suddenly he was happy and he happines showed on his face and wide smile. He looked at the old man and smiled, slowly walked across to him and handed over two candies. The old man shook his head, no he said, he didn’t want them, the boy kept insisting. The old man looked at the boys face, how happy it was !! He could feel the boys happiness. The old man has finished his bidi, the boy kept insisting the old man have the candy too , so he took them and popped them into his mouth. He hadn’t eaten candies in decades,the tangy taste of the candy send his mind hurtling seven decades into the past, he was a little boy again, he was a child again, the happines that encompassed him was unexplainable. Again the third law of Newton had been followed ….. .the action of the old man in bringing happines to the little boy was having its reaction…..the old man was as happy too.
Why Newton or men after him were unable or didn’t relate his laws of motion to human behaviour one shall never know. Each of Newton’s laws of motion can easily be extrapolated to human behaviour and actions in our day to day lives.There are innumerable examples that can be quoted to justify this. Hope this blogs brings out the Newton in each one of us.
Have you ever thought of these different personalities, how their job status differs yet their work profiles are nearly the same. Not many have perhaps tried to study in depth the realities of these different professions , one highly appreciated and loved , the others looked down upon. The air hostess is a glamorous proffesion, a high flying job. The sweepers, waiters jobs finds no glamour, no one would want to be one. All of them have their uniforms, all are well paid , they all cater to the public yet they are looked at differently.
Shantabai was the lady who cleared our garbage, cleaned our gutters . She was the sweeper in our locality . Shantabai wore the blue saree, the Municipal dress or uniform for sweepers then. The saree was mostly unkept and not very clean, she never cared. The chappals she had were worn out and dirty. Broom in hand she would sweep the streets , collect the garbage and carry them over to the huge garbage bin. She would clear the small gutters in front of our houses and the other open drains. She would call out to all families to pour some water into the gutters while she cleaned it. She would sit under the tree to take some rest in between. She usually lit a bidi while taking the break and would inhale deeply on the bidi smoke. After a while she would be back on the street. She would collect all our garbage and food leftover so that our homes would remain clean, alongside she would lecture us on segregation at source and home composting.She also would sell us Brooms, which she would make in her spare time. That was an additional source of income. After the days work was over , she would go back home , take care of her family , rest and get ready to repeat the same chores for the next day. She did her job well, the residents were satisfied, but no one ever seemed to appreciate her work, not a single kind word for her. The job though necessary to all was looked down upon.
Neelam was the smart, good-looking kid in the neighbourhood who had recently been selected for the job of an air hostess with a reputed airline . She had been working for 5 months now. Smart uniform, dark blue skirts, dark blue stockings pulled over her legs, black heeled shoes, a small cap, name plate across her chest, hair well done and tied into a bun, deodarant sprayed across her body, eye brows well done. She looked smart and beautiful. She had a decent paycheck and was happy with her job.
Today was her off day, no flight duty today. She woke to the sound of Shantabai asking to dump the garbage for her to collect. She picked up the garbage bag, opened the door and handed it over to Shantabai. She smiled at her and inquired if she was well, Yes said Shantabai and asked Neelam whether it was an off day for her. Shantabai colleted the garbage into her wheel barrow and moved ahead to the next house. Neelam stood there looking as Shantabai moved ahead, what a similarity she thought. Shantabai too had a blue dress just as she had. The only difference was, it was a saree unlike her suited skirt, ofcourse the saree was unclean unlike her dress which was always spic and span. Shantabai too was collecting peoples garbage moving from door to door just as she collected garbage from the passengers, seat to seat before the flights landed. Shantabai picked up garbage strewn around and put them into the barrow just as she did on the flights. How similar their jobs were she thought. Shantabai kept the locality clean, she her aeroplane clean ready for the next flight. Shantabai had a few brooms stacked at the side of her barrow, she would keep asking every resident if they would like to buy one. She would be all smiles when she could sell one. Neelam reminicened, she too would be trying to sell things, cofee, tea, cold drinks, sandwich, nuts and what not on the flights to passengers, she too would be all smiles if she could manage a sale, her commission would be there. Their jobs were different, the work they did was nearly similar.
Neelam closed the door and took the tooth brush and paste. As she brushed her teeth pictures of her job crossed her mind. Getting ready for take off, she would be demonstrating to the passengers how to tie seat belts and all safety measures, Shantabai too talked to people and demonstrated how to segregate waste at source and the importance of home composting. How funny, they both did educate the public in their own ways. Each time as the flights got ready for landing Neelam would walk along the asile , garbage bag in hand collecting leftovers and trash from each passenger to keep the aeroplane clean for the next flight. That was exactly what Shantabai did in her locality daily , what a striking similarity in their jobs she thought.
The pictures of her pushing the food cart and handing over meals to passengers came to her mind, that’s what waiters did in restaurants, she was doing the same in the flight. She collected the cash too, so she was the cashier too!! Clients called out to waiters for a glass of water when thirsty, on the flight passengers pressed the bell for water which she carried for them. Her thoughts went across to Laxman, the waiter at her favourite nearby restaurant. Laxman was well dressed in his maroon shirt and pant uniform. He too moved from table to table telling the customers what food the restaurant had to offer, asking them what they would like to have. He then took down orders and carried them on a tray to serve them on the tables. Yet Laxman’s job didn’t have the glamour her job had, though both of them were actually doing the same thing.
Air hostess she was. A waiter, cleaner, garbage picker and peddler selling wares all rolled into one. Yet there was glamour in the name….Air hostess. The sweeper, the waiter, the house to house peddler selling his wares all worked hard and earned their living but had no great status in society. The airhostess had status, glamour though she was doing exactly the same work that they were doing.
What’s in a name they said. Its there for sure, the name airhostess is a fine example of this. It has an identity, credibility and a psychological advantage. The work profiles may be the same but the name matters!!.
Prayer is an invocation to a person or an object of worship. Prayer seeks to establish a communication, rapport, relationship with that person or object of worship. It is a act of pleading for help, gain or just Thanksgiving. Whether a person is religious or not, whichever religion he follows or even an atheist will at some point in life have definitely prayed . It could be for help , forgiveness, for benefits or just peace of mind.
Irrespective of, to whom the prayer is made, in whatever form, alone or with others , silently in ones mind or loudly, whenever it is answered it gives happiness and peace of mind to the person praying for it. The prayer could be to your teacher asking for a leave , to the judge in court, to a diety, to a imaginary god, to idols of worship or any one. An infants cry is also a prayer, it’s asking for milk, it’s a prayer to the mother who obliges with love, just an example that prayers stand answered . What is normally thought of as a prayer is usually to God. In every religion there are prayers written by our forefathers , be it Hindu, Christian, Zoroastrian,Muslim,or Sikh, Jain or Buddhist. Even tribals have their own gods and ways of prayers .There are prescribed prayers of various modalities. Depending on which religion you are born into, right from child hood one comes to learn them and recite them. Some pray religiously others just say them without any conviction. But pray everyone does.
Having been born into a Orthodox christian family from Kerala, India, naturally I learnt my prayers too. Not well versed in my mother tongue that is Malayalam, I learnt them all in English . At the school I went too, a Swiss missionary convent, I learnt my morning prayers, before and after meal prayers and my evening prayers . All of these prayers mentioned no god or religion , they were of Thanksgiving and help to keep me safe throughout the day. I never disliked them, saying them did make me feel at peace and thankful for all I was given. Not being overtly religious I never tried to analyse any prayer deeply . But pray I did.
The prayers taught to me at home were the Lord’s prayer, Hail Mary and the Nicene creed. The Lord’s prayer I loved, it mentioned no religion, it named no gods, it was a simple prayer of Thanksgiving, prayer for help , food, and forgiveness . Yes, the prayer itself is attributed to Jesus Christ. In the Gospel of Luke 11:1-4, Jesus teaches the Lord’s Prayer to his disciples when one of them asks, “Lord, teach us to pray.” … It is one of the most commonly prayed prayers by people of all Christian faiths. Everything covered in a short sweet and simple way. My difficulty incoming to terms with that there is a god or my tendency towards being more of an atheist didn’t let me say the other prayers often but the Lord’s prayer I loved and believed in. “Give us this day our daily bread”… so simple and logical , I shouldn’t go hungry. ‘ you are not asking for a years stock, only your daily need. Forgive us our sins and trespasses as we forgive them who trespassagainst us‘ clear and loud….”Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil”……Everything in this prayer is simple, straight, clear. That’s the reason it had always been my favourite .
The fact that I was born into a Christian family didn’t stop stop me from looking beyond my religion. I was brought up in the developed and cosmopolitan state of Maharashtra in India. I had friends from all religions , I enjoyed and took part in all their festivals too. I learnt prayers from many if these religions too. I had read the Bible , I read the Upanishad, Vedas, Mahabharat, Ramayan , the Holy Koran and other religious texts too . I somehow never really believed any other prayer too.
Then this incident happened. The prayer that I got to know about was a powerful prayer . The moment I heard it , I knew it had something in it unlike other prayers. Mahamrityunjay mantra…… A most powerful prayer. A hindu prayer written long ago. It finds mention in the vedas..Rig-Veda to yajurved . Mahamrityunjay means that person who has defeated death, who has overcome death. Maha Mrityunjaya Mantra, protects us from our deepest fear – Fear of death
oṃ tryambakaṃ yajāmahe sugandhiṃ puṣṭivardhanam। urvārukamiva bandhanān mṛtyormukṣīya māmṛtāt ॥. Worship that fragrant Shiva of three eyes, the one who nourishes all living entities. May he help us severe our bondage with samsara by making us realise that we are never separated from our immortal nature.Source: Maha Mrityunjaya Mantra, Rigved 7.59.12
This mantra has to been attributed to various persons,Rishi Markandeya, Shukracharya, spiritual head of demons, it is said that Shiva gave this mantra to them, yet – another says is said to have been composed by Maharishi Vashishtha. Mantras are eternal truths which were discovered by Rishis or Sages who dwelled on specific aspects of life and living. These truths will never change or cease to exist.
Now the true story which will give an idea of how powerful a prayer can be. It was some time in 2006 or 2007. I had developed a vague vibrating feeling in my epigastrium with dull pain which was not responding to any treatment. My colleague Dr Patil advised a ultrasound to rule out anything. My friend Dr Sanjay Pote accompanied me to the radiologist , Dr Sanjay Gosavi who too was a common friend and college mate. After having the ultrasound done Dr Gosavi suggested we do a CT scan. He said just to be doubly sure, nothing was wrong, of course that didn’t convince me, but I agreed a little fear crept into me. The scan took too long than normal , I was very apprehensive by now. After we were done with the scan he explained that there is some lump , growth along my stomach and further investigation would be needed . I drove back home but didn’t discuss the matter with anyone at home. Next day I went to an oncosurgeon friend of mine, Dr Shailesh Punthambekar and showed the reports to him. One look at the scan film and he said it looked to be a leiomyoma , he inquired as to who the patient was, little knowing that these were my own scan reports. He said nothing to worry , a surgery would help. When I told him it was my own reports he was taken aback. We were classmates at the medical college and good friends. Then he sat back having a relook and suggested we go for a MRI . I drove back home, involuntarily the Lord’s prayer on my lips. I still didn’t disclose the matter home.
It was during these days that he person who had rented my office had disappeared without paying my rents for over three months. I had broken open the office premises and taken custody of the office . While rummaging through his belongings in the office I came across many CDs, which I carried back with me. When in my Tata safari SUV I put one of those CD into the player, a deep husky voice was heard explaining the Mahamrityunjay mantra. What it meant, how who so ever recited or heard it could conquer death. The atheist in me was unwilling to accept that any mantra could save me, but the wonderful voice reciting the mantra , the husky voice explaining it kept me stuck to it. This continued daily , for the next week or so the only CD played in my vehicle was the Mahamrityunjay mantra. The drive from my home to the hospital I worked in, at Akurdi was hardly a kilometer, I deliberately drove slowly to work hearing the mantra two or three times and before leaving the hospital and same while travelling back home daily. There was a inner peace of mind, the fear of any possibility of death vanished from me. The Lord’s prayer I said and repeated a million times at bed time, that put me to sleep peacefully , two prayers one I was used to and another that had visited me changed my mindset about the reports and what could happen to me. No more fear, in my subconscious I knew I had conquered death.
During this period my chief officer Dr Iyer had come to see me at A kurdi hospital. I informed him of the reports, the diagnosis and my pending MRI investigation. He just said don’t worry nothing will happen, I don’t know why but I smiled yo myself and said to myself , I know nothing will happen.
A week later my friend Dr Pote and myself drove to Nobel Hospital, where Dr Sanjay Gosavi had his MRI setup. Dr Gosavi had a talk with Dr Shailesh on exactly what he wanted in the MRI, what he was suspecting and looking for. I was told it would take approximately 45 minutes. I was wheeled into the room put to the MRI machine, the aircon was at max and it was cold . Somehow I was cool, no thoughts passed my mind. The two powerful prayers that I had discovered were recited by me in my subconscious. The procedure took more time , I was more than an hour in the machine, suddenly scary thoughts again passed my mind, was it worse, why were they taking so much time, had they found out something worse, the prayer and the mantra again played in my mind, I wasn’t saying it, but I could hear and feel it being recited. Then suddenly the purring of the machine stopped, the doors opened and I was wheeled back to the changing room. I immediately changed, dressed and went to the doctors room, both Dr Pote and Dr Gosavi were looking at the plates , were a bit confused and perhaps worried . I looked at them and they at me , not a word was uttered, then suddenly Dr Gosavi spurted out, “Boss, there’s nothing to be seen, that’s why we were retaking shots, the lump,Tumor seen in the CT scan had just vanished“. Then they smiled, laughed aloud, happy for me. I just stood there a smile on my lips and the prayers again in my mind. Miracles do happen.
I came back home with all the reports, told my wife and mother of the happenings of the last week . They were wild, how could I have hidden the facts from then, they accused me of being irresponsible, I tried to explain that I did want them to be worried. It was difficult convincing them, but the reports showed it all. As for my self I slept peacefully that night, Dr Gosavi had informed Dr Shailesh of the MRI findings, none was sure why it was so, maybe they said the one seen in the scan was an artefact, maybe, but that didn’t explain my complaints, which too surprisingly vanished . Just to reconfirm had a gastroscopy done with all negative results.
Next morning I got ready to go to work , full of energy. As I started my SUV and pressed the play button, no sounds, checked the player, the CD was missing. I searched my vehicle, office and home, it was not to be found anywhere. For the next few weeks I searched in vain, I never found it. Perhaps it’s work was over , it had rested itself .
After this I tried purchasing the mantra CD , on three different occasions I did, but it never worked on my players. I accepted that perhaps it was done with me, it needed to help others too. I gave up trying to get another one ever. The experience is difficult for another person to understand, but I have gone through it. Prayer is a powerful tool I have accepted, for me The Lord’s prayer and the Mahamrityunjay mantra will always remain a comforting prayer until I live. Prayers need not be to any god, it needs to be sincere, and the confidence that it will be answered.