If you want to feel impotent for the rest of your life, become a doctor, better still, work in a village.
Seven out of ten times, it is too late by the time they come to you. All that you know, All that you can do is of no use.
Either its too late, or too expensive.
We survive, on the other thirty percent, drawing strength from them, believing that every life matters and that slowly, with time, the numbers of those who can be helped will increase.
Lot of belief.
I can grapple with Nietzsche and Kant, go to bed with Kafka’s diary, read Indian history in the daytime, write about medical policy in India and study two courses in subjects as far apart as hospital management and medical law simultaneously.
But faith, that legendary entity is lost to me. I catch glimpses of it in some writings. I can see it in the works of CS lewis, his stories, his essays and lectures. To me it is a dream-skill that I have always wanted to own. Peace tranquility and assurance of the most difficult questions, questions I can only bypass or find inelegant and ugly answers for.
From where stand I can barely understand how a man like Lewis, could have such faith. Perhaps a lifetime of training in sciences has stripped away my ability to feel the presence of the unsee-able.
That pristine mind was one of the best ever to have wielded a pen. His lucidity and simplicity have opened so many eyes, stimulated so many minds. But he knew something that is denied to many followers of his, like me; faith.
Went to town to send sis off to Vellore, she will be gone for about 10 days, and I will miss her a lot. Some relationships don’t let themselves be confined by their biological directives, and these enrich us greatly, with bets I share a rich and deep friendship that goes beyond out “cousins” tag, and I am eternally grateful to the powers that be for sending her to med school.
I am expecting tough weeks ahead with a team of about 25 dutch volunteers arriving on Monday for helping out in the hospital’s construction and project reports to TLM pending. Also, ever since returning from Delhi, I have been rather lethargic, getting a little work done with great bouts of sleeping and watching criminal minds in the middle.
I have been planning to update the blog for quiet a while now, but when ever I sit down, I want to start where I left off and that is just so over whelming that I dont get past the opening sentenses. So from now I am just going to go forward, maybe I will catch up with the pending stuff, but thats not so important as getting into regular writing.
I don’t know if you have ever felt these, but I get them every morning. Periods of time that seem to fast forward or even skip the middle bits. Take this morning for example. I woke up around 7:30, and then because its too cold just lay there with my eyes open waiting for something, made a call or two, and then, boom, it was 8:30, so I got up, do the morning stuff, get back to the bed in about fifteen minutes, bec the OPD starts only at Nine thirty, and before I can close my eyes and cont to ten its 9:40, weird right?.
I haven’t been able to find any reason for this repeating phenomenon, and after much thinking i have come up with some possibilities:
Just so that you know, this is a sceintifically described condition, and not a product of my somnolent mind.
What!! its 10am already. off to work folks, worry not, once I put my mind to unearth something, come tsunamis or earthquakes, unerarth I will.
ciao
AnandP
Dad came over last week to spend a week of R&R away from the hustle bustle of home. We have always been great friends and while I have to out put up with his vegetarian diet and computer hogging, the company is totally worth it. He is a polymath of sorts, doctorates in physics, theology and alternative medicine, a true computer geek and on top of that his latest obsession is Indian coins in which he has already written extensively. Our conversations oscillate from Indian history and archeology to theology, in which he is one of the few people I have not grown tired of debating with.
He leaves tomorrow, and am sure gonna miss him.
Having said that, I would any day choose him/mom/sis coming over for short visits than long ones of say 2 weeks or more. I like my privacy and being around people always means eventually your space gets invaded into.
Dunno how well I am going to take permanent intrusions into personal space. From the evidence I have on hand from a limited controlled trial, things look hopeful 
Dad, btw is Shastri JC Philip of Sarathi which is one of the top ten most read Hindi blogs
ciao
AnandP
This is a day that will go down in the memory of every equality activist and hundreds of NGO’s that work in the HIV/AIDS/MSM arena.
In a reassuring display of fairness and good sense the Delhi HIgh court declared today that consensual sex between adults in private cannot be called criminal as it is agianst the freedom of an individual as prescribed by the constitutions of india.
“We declare Section 377 of IPC in so far as it criminalises consensual sexual acts of adults in private is violative of Articles 14, 21 and 15 of the Constitution,” the Bench comprising Chief Justice A P Shah and Justice S Murlidhar said.
TOI reports
the goveenment is being vauge about it, nothing new, but at least they are not opposing it, so far.
“It is between the court and the government and the party has nothing to do with it,” party spokesman Shakeel Ahmed
The three articles the judgement refers to are:
Article 21 Protection Of Life And Personal Liberty:
Article 14 Equality before law
Article 15 Prohibition of discrimination on grounds of religion, race, caste, sex or place of birth
Here is a chronology of the gay rights legal struggle in india by Economic times.
Gotta get back to work.
Now I can offer condoms and advice to the male sex workers and Hijras who come to my clinic legally.
Ciao
Anand P
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