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Stuck In The Past

by Dr.Mani on July 19, 2009

Dr.Mani at Annandal

Many years ago, as a freshly graduated doctor, I got my first appointment as medical officer at a primary health center (PHC).

To get there, I was forced to take a five-and-half hour bus ride every weekend to a nearby town. Next morning, I would catch the only train passing by the village – an ancient old steam locomotive that only managed 35 kmph – when it was speeding! (Now I wish I’d been smart enough to grab a photo of it – but I didn’t, though you can see the over-crowded carriages above!)

The trip lasted 40 minutes. Sitting by the window would leave a thin layer of grime on my face, and gusts of black smoke stung my nostrils everytime the wind blew it into the compartment.

Since the train didn’t halt at the village (even through the track passed beside it), I’d alight a kilometer away – and either walk or hitch a ride on someone’s bicycle to reach the ‘hospital’.

There, in a gloomy, damp room I would see 100 to 150 patients every morning… in under 3 hours! A few were seriously ill. Most had chronic ailments needing prescription refills. And a fair number came out of curiosity – to see the ‘city doctor’ who was visiting their remote village!

No, this wasn’t in the dark ages. The year was 1990.

It was my first exposure to medical practice in the public sector – and was representative of what I’d see and experience over the next 15 years, until I quit to follow my dream and set up my non-profit project in the private sector.

Medical science was not stuck in the past. The practice of it in certain locations, and the distribution of these services to geographically remote places, however, was.

Barely 400 kilometers away, state-of-art medicine was practiced at standards that rival – even exceed – the best available in most developed nations. But Annandal village was stuck in the past.

It doesn’t happen with technology or science alone.

Sometimes, our attitude and mindset gets stuck in the past. When we should be looking ahead, we put our heads in the sand and remain caught up in obsolete paradigms. Where we should be proactive and forward-thinking, we let the past smother and imprison us.

In an era of the bullet train, we should be thinking about tele-portation and speed of light travel, not the horse-and-carriage system. Cherish the old steam locomotive, by all means. Even feel nostalgic about the tang of burning coal in your nose, if you must.

But stay focused on the future. It’s the only part you can influence… and change.

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Games We Played In School – DURING CLASS!

by Dr.Mani on June 6, 2009

On Twitter, I found a link to a study highlighting the harmful effects of text messaging on mobile phones for today’s school kids. Among the reasons stated was that it distracted students during lessons.

I shared it with my followers – and my young friend, Meghna, a famous blogger, pointed me to a post she had about how texting improved the language of students!

My response was that of course, she’d see it that way – and mentioned our pre-texting classroom fun activities. After all, while there definitely are some serious problems related to excessive texting, surely there’s a touch of pomposity about researchers who conveniently forgot how they idled away their time, exercised their imagination and entertained themselves under teacher’s watchful eye – during class!

Meghna said:

“We are a different world altogether :) ))”

This blog post is a brief visit to that “different world” – before texting invaded the classroom. Here are a few things we did at school to pass the time – and I’m happy if you’ll add to the list by leaving a comment below.

1. Playing ‘book cricket’. A thick textbook was chosen (often geography!) Pages were opened at random. You scored 2, 4 or 6 runs for page numbers ending with 2, 4 and 6, singles were scored by opening a page ending with 8 – and a ZERO meant you were OUT! The match would get as elaborate as the boredom of the class merited – with some involving two full innings of teams of 11 each!

2. Chalk fights. As a monitor or class leader, one had a significant advantage over one’s ‘enemies’ in this ‘war’ – because you had the key to the ammunition dump… the class stock cupboard! (Others were limited to the tinier bits left behind by the teacher conducting the previous lesson). Tiny white missiles soared and whizzed through the air, as opposing camps fired every time the teacher was writing on the board – and others ducked and hid to avoid getting caught in the cross-fire!

3. Playing ‘mini cricket’. This was more elaborate, intricate, and – most limiting of all – required a back-bench and a lenient or careless teacher to get away with. Stumps were formed of geometry boxes. Rulers served as bats. Erasers cut and shaped into balls were hurled across desktops, to be square-cut or cover driven to ‘fielders’ at neighboring desks!

4. Tic-tac-toe. Not very popular because it’s too short – and too easy to end with a ‘draw’ each time. But still, it helped fill in many a rainy day’s drudgery!

5. Claim and Name your square. A grid of dots was made. On your turn, you could connect any 2, only vertically or horizontally, never diagonally. If you completed a square, you got to name it as yours – and play another turn. Challenging – and we would happily while away an entire boring session on this one!

6. Battleships. The board-game’s equivalent – on paper, with pen or pencil. Tanks, airplanes and submarines were taken down, blown up or torpedoed – until there was only one man standing!

7. This one’s a doozy. I don’t think it ever had a name! Opponents started at diagonally opposite corners of a sheet of paper torn out of one’s ‘rough note’ – with five dots. First player places a pencil on dot #1 – holds it in place – and ’strikes’ with an index finger, to shoot AT the opponent’s dot. Wherever the stroke ends, the dot is now moved to. Then player 2 takes his turn. A ‘kill’ happens when a strike passes through the opponent’s dot – the winner being the one who takes out all the opponent’s dots first.

8. Beard the Bahadur. A fun, creative and relaxing way to deal with dull, drab history lessons – and indulge one’s wildest fantasies and let imagination run on a rampage – was to adorn august historical figures with cooling glasses, head-gear, fancy ties or suits, and facial hair of various genres. The end results were fascinating and funny. I still remember one of Tipu Sultan – and like I said before, it has been TWENTY-FIVE years since!

There were very likely many more. Because surely 12 years of schooling had more than a few hours to enjoy wastefully in the civilized prison called the classroom.

But age dims memories – maybe blissfully so, because within those harsh walls are also imprisoned some less pleasurable reminiscences. After all, school is not a bed of roses!

And Mark Twain’s advice rings loud and clear in many a schoolboy’s ears:

“I never let school interfere with my education!”

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