Tuesday, 22 April 2014

My Moment of Glory.




(31 Aug ’08)
            I was on the dais with a member of the Rajya Sabha, Supriya Sule. Google her and you’ll discover that she’s one of India’s richest, as well as Sharad Pawar’s daughter. She spoke like a person learned and who had done her homework well. Didn’t expect that. Another was Sharada Dwivedi, famous historian and author who owns Eminence Designs, the publishing company that has brought out ‘my’ latest book, Ward Number Five, KEM. ‘My’ is thus written because it is Marathi-English translation and therefore not entirely mine. The others were famous doctors: Praful Desai (onco-surgeon), Prakash Kothari (sexologist), Chetan Kantharia (surgeon) and Manu Kothari (brilliant orator…I’d pay to hear him talk!!). I thought an evening of speeches wasn’t going to be any fun, but I was wrong. Other than one, each spoke well, in control, and interestingly. Other than one, none exceeded the given time.
            Ward Number Five KEM is actually the biography of Dr. Ravi Bapat, a surgeon who has taught at the famous hospital for many decades.  The book covers the history of Parel-Naigaon, the mill areas of Mumbai, their lifestyles, and all through the history of the patients this surgeon treated. It introduces the reader to Marathi Theatre through the actors and their ailments, the politicians and the criminals, too. It educates the lay reader about common and uncommon ailments, the dilemmas doctors face and the questions patients must ask. Most importantly, it gives a wonderful description of a doctor-patient relationship and the condition of healthcare in India today. It has 360 pages book.
            None of my previous three books got this kind of a ‘launch’. I now believe it helps, because the first day that I went to work after the weekend, at least six people asked me whether I was the same person who’d written it. Word of mouth worked ! So quickly, too! Should anyone in Goa read it, do write in the criticism. Would love that.
            Enough about me.
            Like all Indians, I was thrilled to bits by the gold our Olympians brought back. Also the bronzes. I can’t imagine the level of concentration and the ‘can do’ spirit it requires. Talent and spirit have to be nurtured by money and I hope other parents take the cue from the Bindras. Really remarkable for the boxer and wrestler to have come up literally from rags to stand tall on that podium. Now that the jinx has been broken, will we gather more medals at London, or will we have another gap of three decades?  We have to train ‘em young, consistently and for long years, otherwise the latter will be true and freak incidents rather than planned harvest will be the norm.
            It was good to read an email sent by Arjun Halarnkar of the ICG. The International Centre and the Taleigao Chess Academy organized a one-day workshop on Career in Sports (Self Employment Opportunities in Sports) at the Mushtifund High School, Panaji. Good idea. In my school days, Goan Catholics and Anglo-Indians always took away the cups and trophies on sports’ days. Why the others didn’t I really don’t know, because I don’t believe sports are community-specific. But whether I’m right or wrong, I’d be happy to see Goa encourage sports. And if one can earn money in the bargain, cheers !!!
            “Teachers also expressed their views on how difficult it becomes to support a talented student who cannot afford to continue training in a particular sport.” This is what Arjun wrote. It’s time we picked up all sparks and nurtured them to become future leaders. We have NGOs supporting those with disabilities, we now need support for the exceptionally gifted. They must be motivated and their abilities trained and honed so that our country’s future (and therefore the future of you and I), is in safe hands.  They could be smart in academics, music, sports or something else. A pharmacologist friend of mine was doing part time voluntary work for children with low IQs because she believed she ought to give back to society. My point was, she could contribute even more by teaching chemistry to talented students who didn’t have the access to her kind of learning. She must pass on her experience and knowledge. For example, if a surgeon doesn’t pass on his skills to the next generation, if instead he decides to teach second standard children their maths tables…it would be a waste. Contribution to society has to be done at all levels.
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