Wednesday, March 28, 2007


I was sitting in the OPD today seeing my patients when it occured to me more forcefully than it has in a long time that most of the patients I see are brought by old, infirm parents. Their wards (patients) do nothing productive that i know of, live in a state of perpetual drug-induced bliss/obtundation, and quite frankly I sometimes wonder how they make their ends meet. I mean, spending something like Rs500 (something that even i cant dream of doing on a consistent basis) takes some doing espescially when it is done for years and months together. And what is espescially striking is the fact that they keep coming back, keep hoping and most of the times they end taking the drugs, but the only thing that seems to work is age. Most people quit only when they simply cant keep up with it longer.
Life for these people is truly a harsh journey with no respite. But they keep going on, until the next fix, until the next few hundred rupees, begged, borrowed or stolen. And until the next time they are brought, willingly or otherwise to the drug deaddiction centre for another round of admissions, invstigations, treatments and relapse.

1 comment:

Nisha said...

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins. We must go beyond textbooks, go out into the bypaths and untrodden depths of the wilderness and travel and explore and tell the world the glories of our journey.

These are from those reflected upon journey of life... well what can I say, Wish you a wonderful Journey!

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