Santhosh's ramblings

Front (and back) yard cleaning is a must, though the back can be ignored since people don’t see it frequently. But then, it is sore to my eyes and starts stinking if ignored for too long. I prefer to ignore  most days, after an  initial enthusiasm.  True for life too? Unseen parts left out too long…One knows what happens!  Cleaning becomes tough when leaves are sticky and wet. A heart wet with desires too - is tough to clean up…it sticks to your heart! When the ground is uneven, rocky, full of crevices, and overgrown - cleaning is more challenging. An unprepared heart is tough to manage…I don’t have much time for this :(  If the tool is crooked, not maintained well, or not used properly, cleaning becomes tough. The tool I have for my heart is effective, but I don’t use it well. (The Word). Some days it is like water rolling off a duck's back; or like a wind which cools me for a short time, and then I am sweating in the humid heat of Kerala. Neighbours’ leav...

I visited two hospitals in the past week—not as a doctor, but as a patient. The first was a busy tertiary institute where getting a slot or appointment was only possible by using my “medical professional status” and relying on friends who had done the groundwork before my visit. Yes, I use this status at times for personal benefit. 😔 The doctor I saw was young, efficient, to the point, clear, evidence-based, and supported by the most advanced technology one could ask for. Since she was masked and goggled up, it was not easy to see whether there was a frown or a smile on her face. But I have no complaints. She did her best - with respect and concern - and even offered to see me in the office a few days later if things didn’t improve. And it was free too! I left professionally assured. But as I was waiting - to cut the line 😔 - with long queues of people around, there seemed to be a resigned, matter-of-fact look on the face of the person who led me in. Was this a regular ...