Good Health, wise folks say, is the key to all happiness. But the quest for it, in modern times in Indian metro cities, is a lot of cost, misery & unending confusion. Let me give you a background of how my thought processes of the medical kind have gotten muddled over the years. I come from a family with many doctors. My maternal grandfather used to be a government doctor in interior Assam during the fifties and sixties. He used to deliver babies in damp outhouses, cycle to stitch up bear clawed tribal folk and come back after his evening tea to stitch up an entire family of peasants, who decided to take swipes with each other with daggers during a drunken brawl. My mother and uncles, as kids, remember peeking into all kinds of mangled people who would bite into their own wrists to keep from screaming out in pain,as huge needles would dig into them without anesthesia. My grandmother would often fill in as nurse when the nurse was off duty, and the doctor never was. My gr...
Stories of our lives, lived realities, urban motherhood and unmet ambition. Hope to connect to more people like me who can never find someone like themselves in mainstream discourses. Born cynic with a touch of optimism.