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The Scroll Bar

Ketan

Shubhangi

Richie

ShashankOjha

Gayatri

Pakhi

ManpreetUppal

Shweta

AkhilParashar

PrashantSingh

Anubha

ArnabGhosh

NishantGurnani

Piyush

Komal

Parmar

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Thanks several tons, folks! - 1 Delivery Diaries 46

Acknowledgements The Manali Chronicles 49

Director's Foreword 2An Exercise in Resourcefulness 53

Dean's Foreword 3Dilli Ki Sadke 55

A Whole New World!! -The Voice of Conscience 57

Editor's foreword 4

Shimla Diaries 59Let My Brain Remove The Pain 5

Gap-Shap 62

In ConversationGrowing Up 64

Dr Divya Seshadri 7High Flyer 67

Dr Sandeep Aggarwal 11Julius Caesar- A Sublime Tragedy 70

Dr Cyrus M. Shroff 15Searching My Soul 73

Mental Static......... 19Dreamz Unscrambled -

The P-Wave Story 2008-09 75To Whom It May Concern

P-Wave - A Photofeature 79Down with Love 21

Travel Train-ing 81There's Nobody Quite Like You 23

Love in Separation 84The Road To Neelong 24

Immortal ConversationsMoving On 27I've Been A Part of 87

One Fine Day 29Euro- Trip 93

Lizard Lounge 30Khalbali 2008 - A Photofeature 97

A Two-Point Monologue 31Pulse 2008 - A Photofeature 99

Who said ..To Whom?? 32Mere Yaaron Ki Shaadi 101

Batch Photographs 37

f.y.i. 103The Road They Travelled

Invictus 104It's a Child's World 43

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Serve Your Mother - If I Knew 149

Dr Anurag Srivastava's Message 105Why O Why 151

Indian Medical Students Association 107

The Shipwreck 152Why Linux 112

The Memoirs Of A Caprice 153

Battleground God 118Dancing In The Dark 154

Lit-Wise 119fg Un h Hkkx

Anti-Ode to Mariana 123[ kkl [ kc j 157

What's in a Name?? 125e gkHkkj r 158

Worldly Wisdom 128ft +Un x h 159

Infantile Syndrome 131e kVh d h x qfM; k 162

Attention Deficit Disorder 133e ksg Cc r d h n kLr ka 164

Circadian Dysrrhythmia 134ml sl kst ku sn ks 165

Mars Vs Venus 135fcg kj esad ksl h d k d g j 166

Treat Time - A Photofeature 137n s' ki zse h 168

Village Posting - A Photofeature 138 D; k ge b r usu kl e> gSa? 170

PotpourriFor The Soul e sj h foMEc u k 171

e sj k I; kj & l k{ kh 172Mental Static........ 141

Q kl y k 173Let Us Escape 142

ohj Hkx r fl ag 175Fallen Leaf 143

; sfl r e 178Home 144

fQ r j r 179Confessions Of A Wanderer 145

y qd kN qi h 180In My Songs 146

[ kr k 180You. I. 147

The Interns' Batch (2003)The Girl With The Mystic Smile 148

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' It 's a whole new world' The song sounded nice and hum-able when I heard it randomly about a year ago -

and as the following months unrolled, it proceeded to plaster itself well all over my life. And the init iation to

these alien lands of putt ing together a magazine and then finding ' glue' to keep it together was eased by a bunch

of people whom I can never really thank enough

The Editorial Board ( 'The Scroll Bar' was the fancy name we chose for ourselves) - a bunch of the most

entertaining Helper Angels anyone could ask for! ! Great stress-busters, and eventually dependable!!

All those who wrote or drew for the magazine - the faculty, the studentsthank you for making the magazine

what it is!! (A special thank you to all the non-'writer's who did set out on the mortally perilous ordeal of writing

English Composit ions - and lived to tell the tale, in awesome sty le!! )

All the sponsors - and the faculty who backed our request for them - for believing in this endeavour, and for

showering enough goodwill! !

Azad Offset Printers - for being patient with my tendency to submit work in infinite installments, and for spoon-

feeding the designing!!

Shubhangi, Uppal and Komal ( in no other order than seniori ty ) for being ever available to rush to a sponsor,

pester a potential contributor, collect a paper, or just be arbitrarily yelled at to vent frustration - wonder what I' dhave done without you! !

Anubha, Ghosh and Gayatri - for helping me nail together the ever so fluid Interns' Section, as the profiles and

photographs played a merry game of hide-n-seek!!

Divya Seshadri - for being the 24x7 Agony Aunt I could rush to whenever the going got too tough or

complicated!!

Shruti Shambhavi - for her invaluable 'Little Red Notebook' , and the nuggets of information she was ever ready

to dispense.

Mayank - the magazine truly 'bank'-ed upon him !!The concept of 6th and 7th semesters - say what you wil l, but it is the best thing to have happened!!

The Students' Union Executive - for backing me every step of the way, and truly ' inspiring' this edition ! !

Piyush, for making my work a zil lion times more easy and difficult at the same time - by the process of simply

being!!

My mother - for the essential moral support which I always sorely need, for last minute Hindi tutorials, and for

vital Hindi Section blooper-spotting skills that proved to be life savers!!

And of course, the Almighty in his abode, watching over every step.

The new world turned out to be a journey I wil l cherish as much as the final destination. Love you allCheers!!

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Foreword

It gives me great pleasure to write the foreword of our annual magazine-

Hybrid Hues. I would like to extend my heartiest congratulations for the

excellent work done by members of editorial board.

AIIMS is well known for its image and fine reputation. Students of AIIMS

are not only professionally excellent but richly talented in extra curricularand literary activities, for which we are proud.

I hope this trend will be a continuous process and flourish in the years to

come.

I send my greetings and warmest good wishes to all of you on this special

occasion.

With best wishes,

Your Sincerely,

(T.D. Dogra)Director, AIIMS

ALL INDIA INSTITUTE OF MEDICAL SCIENCESAnsari Nagar, New Delhi-110 029, INDIA

Phone : (O) 26588000; 26594800; 26594805Fax : 011-26588663

Dr. T.D. DograProfessor & Head of Forensic MedicineDean (Exams)

& Director

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Dear Kriti,

I am happy to know that the 10th edition of the Hybrid Hues-annual

magazine of the Students' Union - is going to be released soon. This

magazine embodies the creative talent of your undergraduate students in

varied forms and colours. Needless to say this represents a significant

phase of student-life.

Art and literature are natural expression of a creative individual butcreativity goes much beyond. Creativity is the key to sucess in life. It adds

distinctiveness to one's personality and profession.

As students of medicine, you are expected to be in the pursuit of new knowledge in science

of health and diseases. To learn about and understand medicine, you are required to know about

human body and mind, besides going through a systematic training course. It is, therefore,

necessary to imbibe a spirit of inquiry and to update your knowledge, practical skills and attitude

constantly. Practice of medicine is not a mechanical exercise. It involves honest and dedicated

commitments. It demands lots of patients, understanding and creativity while dealing with ailing

people and also their relatives in a hospital situation. Adove all, it demands you to be a good humanbeing. In fact, this is what your parents and society expected of you.

I wish your endeavour all success.

With all the best.

(R.C. Deka)

Ms. Kriti Puri

Magazine Editor

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And finallyI am allowed to write these much awaited words

oflet's see, relief mostly, and a lot of joy, and ummm

anticipation, and a teeny bit of fear of the response perhaps??

It might sound l ike a speech the P-Wave Secy- usually gives (and I

would be lucky if I had even a tenth of the audience she enjoys) ,

but this was indeed something I dreamt of in my very first semester

here, under Divya's able guidance. The semesters which followeddid nothing to dampen the spirit, though the means to this end

were mostly in doubt. But then, as history does show, there are

always some people in the right place at the right t imeand, un-

understandable to most as this may sound, I like to think I am one

of them

Of course, I hadn't counted the crazy 6th and 7th semesters I would create for myself, what with

self-imposed exams and a constant tussle between 'NOW' and 'THEN'but I was lucky tohave all the help I could possibly needand also more-than-enough inspiration to actually see

this through to its endSome crazy running around for the sponsors ( it IS the hardest part of

the Mag-Ed's job, actually putting together the magazine is what we do to pass time, it

seems!!) ; crazier hunting for someone to take along with me for the fear that a soli tary 'me'

wouldn't be viewed with much trust; putting faces to names (and at t imes, names to faces!! ) for

the Interns' Section; getting hit by lunatic ideas for the spread on train- rides, auto-rides or even

walks to Nescafe; taking t ime out to enjoy '7th Semester' while carting a camera around and

classifying everything by its Mag-worthiness.... some of the best things that have ever

happened to me were rung in by this year, and this edit ion of Hybrid Hues is one of them - truly

'A Whole New World' !!

I now leave you to look through the magazine ( a li ttle pointer here to two sections we have - 'To

Whom It May Concern' and 'f.y.i.' ) - and I hope you have good fun reading it, just as I had

making it! !

- K.P.

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LET MY BRAIN

REMOVE THE PAIN..a seven-point oath for medical professionals given by former

President A.P.J. Abdul Kalam.

1. I r eal ize t hat as a medic al pr o f ess io na l I am inGo d's miss io n .

2 . I w il l al ways g ive par t o f my t ime f o r t r eat ingpat ien t s w ho c an n o t af f o r d .

3 . As a d o c t o r , I w il l n ev er in t r o d uc e t h ed iagno st ic pain* t o my pat ien t s and I w il l r ec o mmend c o nduc t o fmin imum n eed-based medic al t est s.

4 . I w il l t r eat at l eas t 2 0 r u r al pat ien t s a year at min imu m c o s t byg o in g t o r ur al ar eas .

5 . I w il l enc o u r age t he devel o pmen t o f q ual it y ind igeno useq u ipment and c o nsumabl es by making use o f t hem in a l l o urd iag n o s is an d t r eat men t assur in g t h e r el iabil it y o f t h e pr o d u c t s .

6 . If I get in t o r esear ch in med ic al sc ienc e, I w il l wo r k in d ir ec t edr esear ch f o r devel o ping vac c ine f o r mal ar ia and H IV and f ind inga per manent c ur e f o r Type 1 and Type 2 Diabet es.

7. I w il l f o l l o w t h e mo t t o ' Let my br ain r emo ve t h e pain o f t h esu f f er ing human it y and b r ing smil es '.

* 'diagnostic pain' refers to the pain inflicted upon poor patients by medical

professionals by asking them to undergo unnecessary diagnostic

procedures which were a heavy financial burden for them and as

such brought immense pain to them and their families.

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Dr Divya Seshadri - known as much for her

talents as for her temperament, as much for her

academic prowess as for her extra-curricular

pursuitsCracking the PG entrance examination

is some style, she gave all of us a reason to celebrate

by being the first AIIMS topper in enough number

of years for us to ask the question - ' Has anyoneever managed this before??' Top contender for the

title of the most easy-tempered person AIIMS has

ever seen walk through its gates, this interview

with Divya was an essential part of this magazine,

not just because it would be incomplete without it, but because it is always a pleasure talking to her!!

Kriti Puri (K P) : OK, this is quite some time after the exam, but still, congratulations!! Great

job - chha gayetotally!!!

Divya Seshadri (D S) : (laughing) Yes, thanks a lot!!

KP: So, let me take you back in time - how did you come to know about this cracker of a result?

And what was your first reaction?

DS: Well, actually, I didn't see the result myself, a classmate called me up to congratulate me.

And in fact, that is what made it all the more unbelievable. I was sure he was just pulling my

leg!! Later, I checked the result on the internet - and well, I still couldn't believe it!!

KP: A silly question - but did you expect such a result? Even a little bit? Maybe based on how

your exam went

DS: Well, of course no one expects rank 1. I expected to be somewhere in the rank list, as my

exam had gone better this time than the November one. But that's it.

KP: While on the topic of this exam, I'm sure our readers would want to know the code to

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crack this 'PG' safe. They all know what books to

read - but what advice would you give based onyour experience??

DS: Well, the first thing when starting your

preparation is to roughly plan out the time you

have until the exam. Make sure you give some

time to all subjects. Don't get stuck reading one

subject and neglect another altogether. Also,

theory and MCQs should go hand in hand.Always aim for the exam that's coming up, but

don't get disheartened if you don't crack it in the first go. Give yourself upto about one year

after internship; eventually everyone makes it. Take care to not burn yourself out, and

remember - never compare your questions with MLE questions!! It helps if you have friends

who are preparing for PG. Whenever things got too frustrating or the questions too out-of-

the-world, it helps to just sit together and laugh it all off. Another thing is to change the way

you study - AIIMS loves asking trivia of the sort that we would normally not find very

important perhaps. Studying around the question papers, especially recent ones pays off well

always. Towards the end, it is very very essential to revise your lists of facts or FAQs that you

have made during your study. This is just a brief gist. In the good old AIIMSonian funda

tradition, pick any senior who has cleared the PG for detailed advice.

KP: How useful are mock exams and study groups?

DS: Well, the mock exams help you fit your studies into a timetable, and give you short term

goals that are easier to work towards. Also they allow you to compare with your peers, butone must always use such comparisons in a positive and constructive way. We had a little

group which used to meet in the S.U. room and discuss questions. This was something I found

very helpful and encouraging.

KP: And of course, house jobs - any one that you think is extra good or extra bad?

DS: Well, actually, no. Most house jobs work out the same in the end - if you have too much

free time you also end up wasting more of it! And a slightly packed house job might increase

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your time utilization efficiency!!

KP: Now let me take you back in time a few years. Why did you choose to write the Pre-Med

entrance exams?

DS: Well, there is actually a story behind that. I had wanted to be a vet for as long as I can

remember. After 12th standard the general consensus at home was - now that you've got into

medicine, become a doctor, you can always become a vet later on. And before I know it I'm

over six years deep into doctor-ing! But then I never had anything against medicine, so it has

worked out well for me.

KP: How was MBBS then? First year and no patients to see - was it as depressing for you as it is

for most?

DS: Oh absolutely. I went through First Prof in a rather disoriented manner, but then once the

clinical postings started, things started to make sense.

KP: Have there been times when you were frustrated with medicine?

DS: I had a very enriching experience during postings. From Internship onwards it's been an

added great feeling to be actually involved in patient care. At the same time one does get

disillusioned at times due to the sheer number of patients and when the focus is more on

'disposing off patients' rather than listening to them.

KP: You managed to keep up with many of your extra-curricular interests even during MBBS

without compromising on the quality of your academics

DS: (grins) Well, that's why I was extremely happy that I was in AIIMS without attendance!!Jokes apart, our MBBS course is such that we can pace it to suit us. That's how I could keep up

with writing, music and guitar. .

KP: The all-time essential question - PG vs MLE? How tough was the decision? Or was it not

even a question?

DS: Yes you are right. It was probably not even a question. At any rate, the question was more

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on the lines of India vs Out-of-India, and as far as I can remember the thought of going abroad

had never entered my head. I guess I had always sort of assumed that I would stay here, and

was keen to stay on in AIIMS as compared to anywhere else.

KP: After MBBS, a residency in Dermatology - how easy was the decision?

DS: (laughs) You know as well as I do!! It was crazy - so much choice, total confusion. And

then everyone has their idea of what is best for me - what I deserve, what deserves meI

almost wished I hadn't topped!! But then, I always wanted to do something in which, at least

eventually, I could devote enough time to each patient. I just felt I could do a much better job ifI wasn't racing against the clock or feeling like a zombie all the time!! Plus of course, there's the

whole balance in life aspect. So I decided that I would pursue an end branch. And Derma

deals with such a lot of our basic problems that it seemed a good choice.

KP: And six months down the line, how is it?? Future plans?

DS: I am quite liking it. It is too early to talk about further specialization, but I think I would

like to stay in medical dermatology, and not venture much into the cosmetic part of it.

KP: A funny sort of question - apart from the sheer exhilaration of getting Rank 1, did this

result have any quirky significance for you?

DS: Oh yes, there was the overwhelming relief at never having to write a PG entrance exam

again. That recurrent nightmare about wicked alphabets and misplaced hall tickets just

stopped, magically. And strangely, there was also the feeling of - Oh no! I'm going to be a poor,

overworked, sleep-deprived jack-of-all-trades i.e a JR!

KP: Well, thank you very much Divya, you're hard-pressed for time as it is. We wish you all

the best for your career, and as always, it was really really nice to talk to you!!

DS: I'm really honoured. Hybrid Hues will always have a special corner in my heart. And I

must say, never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be on the other side of an interview in

HH! You are doing a terrific job, and all the very best to you too!!

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Dr Sandeep Aggarwal, Associate Professor, Department of Surgical

Disciplines, AIIMS, an AIIMS graduate (the batch of 1985) and post-

graduate, and today one of the most popular albeit strict teachers in the

institute. Every 6th and 8th sem-er knows about those legendary lectures that

have to be attended at all costs, Tuesdays in Surgery OPD postings are days

when you must shed sloth and make it to college.a chat with Sir himself

Kriti (KP): Good evening Sir. First of all, thank you for sparing time for

this interview!! So, doctor - how did this professional choice come about?

Dr Sandeep Aggarwal (SA): Well, as a kid, I had always been fascinated by doctors.

Whenever I needed to go see a doctor, I was always struck by the honour of the profession,

and all the science involved - I remember I always went 'Oh wow!' Plus, my family

somehow had every profession well represented, except medicine. So I decided to go for it.

KP: And then MBBS in AIIMS - it was a big moment, no doubt.

SA: Oh yes - and totally unexpected!! In fact, there is an interesting twist of fate in this storyhere. I remember, those were the days of Sikh terrorism, so my parents were not too keen to

have me travel out to the centre for an exam they felt wasn't going to have much of a result

for meSo as on the morning of the exam, I was in two minds, whether to appear or not.

On a whim, I boarded a DTC bus - and that is one decision in life I always thank providence

for!!

KP: So do we, Sir!! Anyways, for someone as keen about medicine as you, how was MBBS?

SA: Well, first year was traumatic!! I think all the kids who write the pre-med exams are

under some kind of impression that they will launch right into the scenario of making

diagnoses and advising drugs, and I was no exception. But then, dead corpses and endless

experiments - I didn't feel too good about it!! Felt sort of trapped, in fact. But as the degree

progressed, it soon started to blossom into the dream I had entered these gates with!!

KP: What sort of student were you, Sir?

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SA: Well, I was very sincere and quiet in class, not the mischievous kinds at all. In fact, and I

swear it is true, I don't think I ever cheated in any exam except the 4th mid-semesterForensic exam - that year Holi celebrations had been particularly crazy, so hadn't been able

to study at allBut outside the classroom, it was all fun and normal college life!!

KP: What is the one part of your MBBS that you wish you could live over again?

SA: Oh without doubt, the 7th semester village posting!! It was awesome in all respects -

away from the city, good food, good weather, place to play and have fun, meaningful

patient service - everything one could ask for!! I know everyone will kill me for saying this,but I wish that part of our curriculum had been longer!!

KP: Apart from academics, what were your hobbies?

SA: Well, I was always an outdoors-person,

and was very passionate about sports. So,

basketball and swimming are what I spent

maximum time on. In fact, I remember this

really funny incident from my 3rd semester

Pulse, when I was the Basketball Secy. For some

reason we had very few entries, so my Sports

Secy told me to go college to college all over

Delhi, trying to coax teams into playing, luring

them with offers of prize money - that was a

hilarious pursuit!! Also, I carried on playing the guitar from my schooldays, although that

became a little less.

KP: You mentioned Pulse, how was it during those days?

SA: Well, it was big for us, though not as big and commercial as it has become these days.

The money involved was much much less, and the politics surrounding it was also OK. Of

course, I guess one thing that never changes is the incidence of fights between AIIMS and

other colleges, and then also amongst AIIMSEspecially on the event nights like the rock

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show and all thoseBut fortunately (and I guess to the disappointment of some!), the

Pulse organized by our batch didn't see these annual fights. I guess it was because all of uswere like-minded people, so it all went off smoothly.

KP: Coming back to academics, at what point of time did you zero in on Surgery as your

field of specialization? And what helped you make this decision?

SA: Well, I think it was at some time during internship. Even during my MBBS, I had been

kind of keen on surgery. You know, when you see big tumours being taken out, and you see

the patient getting better - I was kind of fascinated. Plus, the work culture, where we are all

together all the time, and the patient is getting such around-the-clock care, pre-op, post-

opit was really nice. Then the final nail came during internship when Dr Chumber, who

was the SR that time, made me do an appendix surgery. That totally swung it to Surgery's

side! I did consider Neurosurgery also, but then somehow the patient never seemed to get

alright! So Surgery it was

KP: Then the decision to stay in India or ply your trade abroadwhat factors do we have to

thank for your staying back?

SA: Well, I was always very attached to my family, and never really thought of staying

abroad. Though I did go to USA twice for fellowships. But if I think back, I distinctly

remember my 6th and 8th semester, and those mind-blowing evening SR classes - and I

remember thinking that some day I was going to take those classes!!

KP: Teachingthat is something you are much known for. Who were some of the teachers

who inspired you, and what do you think makes a good lecture?

SA: Well, we had a lot of awe-inspiring teachers - some that I remember off the top of my

head are Dr Bal and Dr Mishra in Surgery, Dr Malviya in MedicineI really quite enjoy

teaching, and I have seen it works out best if the student is taught what is actually done

around here. The practical approach, although clichd, is indeed the most effective. For

example, there are ten thousand tests for varicose veins, but all you need to know is the one

test that we do and that gets us the diagnosisAnd I totally encourage students to come to

the O.T. or the O.P.D. and learn on the table, this is their institute, we will aid them in every

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way possible!!

KP: In general, Sir, then - and nowwhat changes, welcome and unwelcome, do you

notice?

SA: Well, for one the hostels aren't as green and pleasant as they were in our times - now

hostels are just this huge crowd of people, that's it. Job-wise, complexity has multiplied, the

number of major cases per day has increased almost 3-4 times. As far as the students are

concerned, well - maybe, it is just the generation gap, but I think there has been some

disillusionment. Maybe because of the greater hype and rewards surrounding other jobswhich need lesser input. But there are very few students now who have that passion to

become a doctor that our generation had. And the perennial scramble for shortcuts

KP: Sir, has there ever been any times when you have felt some frustration against the

system - that you could've worked better but were unable to because of logistics or

administration?

SA: Well, and I am being honest here, such moments have luckily been very, very few.

Sometimes, yes, I've lost my cool, have been upset regarding some administrative lacunae

or lack of computerization or some organizational flaw - but most of the times, the

perspective of the set-up and resources we are working with and the services we are

attempting to provide has stayed with me. We are doing a good job here, given our

constraints - especially the multiple levels of care, the JR, the SR, the consultant - we just

need to keep it up!

KP: At the end, Sir, a message for the students

SA: Well, I would like to keep it simple and ask everyone to follow their heart and spirit -

unless they are truly motivated about whatever they are doing, it is very difficult to excel.

Hard-work and sincerity, of course, never go out of fashionand calculating returns all

the time is usually not the best way to go about it. All the best to everyone!!

KP: Thank you very much, Sir. You've spared some time for this interview, and left us with

very useful words to live by

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Dr Cyrus M Shroff (Director, shroff Eye Centre)- one of the

brightest stars to have emerged from the AIIMS galaxy, a name

synonymous with the very best in eye care. Graduating from

AIIMS as the Best Graduate in the year 1979, Dr Shroff went on to

become one of the first and the best in North India in vitreo-retinal

surgery and care, and was felicitated several times for his

outstanding contribution to this field. A tete-a-tete with Sirhimself.

Kriti Puri (KP) : Sir, how was AIIMS back in those days? Are

there any differences that you have noticed in AIIMS today

that you wish to comment on?

Dr C M Shroff (CMS) : I thoroughly enjoyed the years I spent at AIIMS - starting in 1974,

and up to 1982 when I completed my M.D. in ophthalmology from R.P. Centre. Weworked hard, played hard and enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. Because of the small

numbers of undergrads we all knew one another and were one big family though often

quite a boisterous one with many members having strong idiosyncrasies!

The relationship with the faculty was always intense - sometimes cordial, sometimes

confrontational but there was mutual respect and issues were ultimately sorted out

without rancour.

Outstation trips - especially the one to the AIIMS Guest House at Summer Hill in Shimla -

were great fun and so were the inter-medical festivals, which apparently continue with

gusto to this day.

KP : Sir, how soon into your under graduation did you decide the specialization you

would pursue after MBBS? And that you would stay back and work in India, and not go

abroad like a high number of AIIMS graduates?

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CMS : I was never particularly interested in going abroad but I did not decide about my

specialization till after Internship. General Medicine and Psychiatry interested me a greatdeal but I ultimately decided on ophthalmology - a decision I have not regretted. Once I

did ophthalmology, I was very clear I wanted to sub-specialize in retinal diseases and

surgery and have enjoyed pursuing that for over 25 years.

KP :Sir, you are running a very successful establishment, SHROFF EYE CENTRE at Delhi,

what would you credit it to? What would you advise the current generation of doctors-in-

the-making?

CMS :

- Hard Work

- Honesty

- Commitment and compassion towards patients. Always keeping uppermost in

your mind how your advice is going to help the patient.

- Keeping yourself updated

- Commitment to quality in all aspects of patient care.

- Being good to your colleagues, juniors and staff.

- Great support from one's family.

KP : Sir, could you tell us more about recent acquisitions at your establishment?

CMS : In order to provide our patients at Shroff Eye Centre with the best possible

treatment for eye disorders we have been regularly equipping our centre with state-of-

the-art diagnostic and therapeutic modalities. One of our latest acquisitions is the

Femtosecond IntraLase laser for performing the 100% blade-free, all-laser technique of

laser vision correction (I-LASIK) for the removal of glasses and contact lenses. This is a

highly improved technology for providing better mechanical strength of the cornea after

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LASIK. The femtosecond laser also

serves its role in advanced corneal

grafting and keratoconus surgical

procedures.

Another new therapeutic device

w h i c h h a s c a t a p u l t e d i n t o

prominence is the procedure called

Corneal Collagen Cross-linking with

Riboflavin (C3R) for strengtheningthe corneal tissues in diseases such as

keratoconus and post-LASIK ectasia of the cornea. This brings about significant vision

improvement in patients who only had semi-soft contact lenses or corneal grafting as an

only treatment option.

In cataract surgery, we now possess the newer technologies of torsional and elliptical

phacoemulsification for performing microincisional cataract surgery safely even in

difficult cases such as brown cataracts which are often seen in Indian eyes.

In the field of vitreo-retinal surgery, we have now introduced 23-gauge micro-incision

vitrectomy. This allows the vitreoretinal surgeon to reduce the size of the incisions to a

fraction of what was possible with standard vitrectomy and in this way provide more

rapid postoperative rehabilitation and a reduced risk of complications and greater

postoperative comfort. As a result, patients require less topical medication after surgery

and therefore have less risk of steroid-induced ocular hypertension.

KP : Sir, your establishment is one of the biggest names in eye care. Where do you look to

go from here?

CMS : Noshir and I have had the good fortune of inheriting a great tradition in eye-care

from our grandfather Dr. S.P. Shroff and father Dr. Minoo Shroff. We have tried to build

on their legacy by adhering to their principles and the above mentioned good practices.

Dr. Noshir's son, Daraius has completed his Retina Fellowship at Sankara Nethralaya,

Chennai and will soon be joining the organization - the fourth generation. We are also

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approaching 100 years in eye care in Delhi - starting 1914.

Very soon we plan to start an eye centre with all diagnostic and some surgical facilities at

Bestech Chambers, Sushant Lok, Gurgaon.

KP : It has been a long and fruitful journey for you, Sir. What keeps you motivated?

CMS : Well, the feeling of being able to help a large number of patients and the love one

gets from them is motivation enough. Also, I have a group of great colleagues and staff

who work with the same common philosophy, and it is a pleasure sharing the workspace

with them. As we teach our students and fellows, we learn more everyday, and this

growth gives me the encouragement to continue.

KP : Sir, You and Dr. Noshir M. Shroff had been honorary ophthalmic surgeons to

President of India. You have also received international awards. How does this eminence

and recognition feel?

CMS : Yes, we were awarded the prestigious "Rhett Buckler Award" at the Tenth Annual

ASRS (American Society of Retina Specialists) Film Festival held at Hawaii, U.S.A. in

October 2008 for the video entitled "Surgical Management of Submacular Cysticercus

Cyst". The video depicted PFCL aided atraumatic removal of a live mobile cysticercus

cyst. Awards and recognition give us a sense of privilege, like,

when eminent people repose faith in us for treatment - and we

try to do our best for them, as for every patient. It gives us

encouragement that somewhere we are doing things right,

and that we should carry on.

KP : Thank you very much, Sir, for your time, and for the

advice you have given us. It was indeed very inspiring talking

to you!!

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i am a lovely line

forced t o bend

i am a st ory sublime

wit hout an end

i am a crooked crow

wi t h a broken wing

i am a sad song

no one cared t o sing

i'm just a bunch of nothings

looking for somet hing

in a wor ld t hat seems

so ful l of ever yt hing

Piyush Kumar Shar ma1st Semester

MBBS

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OK, tell us now, seriously, WHO????

People, places, incidents each one of us has at least one of these

we could write an ode in honour of, dedicate a treat to, cite speciallyin any book we write

This is a set of such attempts to preserve for posterity some suchmoments of the writers' livesenjoy them (for their sheerincredulousness) , appreciate them ( if only for the fact that they

inspired someone enough to put pen topaper) , remember them ( for GoddessGossip, she did give these herblessings)

Cheers!!

p.s. Narcissist it may seem, but thissection starts and ends with a poetry byyours truly, poetry possibly very few willunderstand one hopes it finds itsmeaning where it was intended

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The softest eyes, hazel, with their halo of kohl,

The finest eyebrows, set off by that delicate perk,

The slightest dainty twitch of that perfect mouth,

To unbottle a stream of honey, to reveal a set of pearls.

She wakes me from this happy stupor with a shake and a smile,

I pinch myself, my outstanding luck is still very hard to believe,

The world's most beautiful woman, God's favourite I'm sure,

And she is right here, 'impressed' by me, with me and my life does so seem a dream

Hark! Remember Cyrus, warns my heart, thinking sensible history,

'First love' it was, and that theory does gnaw me to tremendous pain,Hesitant glances, mushy texts, adjusted collars, shared meals, long drives,

OK, I admit - they had their moments in the sun but then, it did eventually begin to rain

H ang on, hold st rong, my i rrepressible spiri t ext ols,

Poetic texts and common meals, you've definitely had many more of those

Remember Ujjwal, nudges my scientific mind, thinking back,

The best of friends, an impression infinitely hard to match,

Read together, walked along, chatted and messaged, sang a song,

Those eyes, that twitch they had once bewitched a very different man.

The past is t he past , encourages my spi ri t , ent i rely unpert urbed, qui t e undaunt ed

That smile, those words of praise you are surely the sole recipient of the ones that

reall y count ed!! !

WN IT

WHO D LOVE!!!

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And pay heed to Ratan, my alert ears sense significant echoes,

No smoke without fire, am I missing something here?

Times have moved on, the buzz is too strong,But hey, we went out just yesterday

wasn't that seen or heard by anyone anywhere?

W ast e no w orry on Chinese w hispers,

commands my spiri t w it hout a f li nch,

You have the faith, you have the belief,you have it in t he bag, w it hout a cinch!!

And as I gazed unblinking at that heavenly angelic face,

Glorious auburn hair cascading gently down her graceful neck,

I am convinced that I have it right, that the question is now due,

The day is today, the moment is now, this very instant's occasion is the best!!

The words leave my mouth before I can begin to poetically paraphrase,

Caution thrown to the wind, reality checks delegated to the fold of a lesser race.

W ell done indeed, a t rul y great addit ion to t he annals of t his loreM y spiri t has a st i t ch in i t s side, t his w as one monument al moment f or sure

I am clueless about the source of this mirth,

I surely cracked no jokes right now,

As she looked up at me,

Smiled,

And then began to talk.

As the future revealed itself

another heart, another warning

'Rem ember Dinkar 'and how.

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In times of joy and in times of grief,

Moments of s tress as well as relief,

It was you we tu rned to, ever y time.

It was you who'd make it, jus t in time.

While catching up with a dear old friend,

J us t chatting away for hours on end,

You added t he flavour ing and spice,

That m ade those moments oh s o nice!

On gloomy holidays with n o one in s ight,

On crazy workdays where n oth ing went r ight,

At any odd time of the n ight or day,

I kn ew you were jus t a mere call away.

Now the winds of chan ge have got to you,

You 're not s o prom pt and goof up too,

And you've grown haughty and pricey,

But I still love you Slice of Italy!

DIVYA SESH ADRI

J R, Deptt. of

Dermatology &

Ven ereology

IKL EE T YI OTHE UU !RE Q' SYN DO OB

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(purely a work of fiction, devoted to Ruskin Bond and Jim Corbett, who have written so

wonderfully of the Indian mountainside)

No! No, this is no mystery story as the title might suggest .I

guess a photo might do as well as a description and

perhaps better.. but it will be without the flavour of

feelings.

Well, on the way to Gangotri, there is this stoppage

Bhaironghatti.. There is a sort of T- point there. One road

goes to Neelong and the other to Gangotri

I had gone there with my parents and my younger sister.

We had stopped at Bhairon ghatti on our way to Gangotri

and decided to take a walk along the road to Neelong.

I don't know what height it is, but it is enough to render one breathless. The wind that

blows is so strong that you actually struggle against it to stay put..

And then there are all those rocks. Rocks of different colours.. yellow, orange, gray, brown

, green, pale blueall sorts.

And then when you look into the valley, it just takes your breath away. It's the gorge the

young Ganga, rushing away like a naughty child from her parents, deep in the mountains.

Wants to see the world. She has no business staying shut up like that in those forgotten

mountains. One narrow river flanked by two vertical rocky walls. All whitemilk white (or

at least it looked tha t from the distance).

And then the road itself. It winds around a mountain curve and disappears... It gives one a

strange feeling That of excessive thrill Then sudden euphoriaMixed with fear

Then contentment with the world Then a feeling of sadness. Perhaps it's not just the

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scene that is responsible for such a mess of feelings.It must have something to do with

the hypoxia as well.

Neelong is a place very near the China border. It is said that workers actually got blown off

the mountain side by the wind while building the road. Of course there weren` t many

people to tell us the story, just theBiharis and a few army men. The road is used mainly by

the army. The civilians I guess are either not allowed, or perhaps simply don't go. But I

prefer the former explanation because Indians are so brimming with curiosity and,

considering the population of India, you will find people anywhere it is habitable.

It was here that my sister thought of letting go of her cap. And all those who have been

trekking at high a ltitude would agree with me that a cap is a highly indispensable part of

your a ttire. With only a thin atmosphere as the barrier, the cruel UV rays can actually burn

away your skin, so that you have to face the horrified expressions of your friends when

you get home. The strong wind had blown it off her small head, and now it resided below

the road, hooked on the branches of a deodar. Oh! It had to be got back somehow. I had

been working so hard for this trip to Gaumukh all those hours of jogging in the hot sultry

nights evenings I spent swimming. And we simply could not do without the cap. the

sun would burn her young skin it had to be recovered.

'You are always putting me in trouble, hell!! Could you not have held it when the strong

gust came idiot! An absolute idiot!'

And so I went on. Being young and the strongest, it naturally became my responsibility to

recover the cap.

Fortunately or rather unfortunately I spotted a path. A path which went very close to this

particular tree. Standing on the edge of the path it would be quite possible to reach the

cap. And it seemed quite safe, so I decided to venture forth and get the damned cap.

Slowly and carefully, with encouragement from my sister and parents, I began climbing

down. The pa th was rather slippery because of the spray from the river. It led to a flat area

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by the river, where a number of goats were grazing. The branch came very close to the

path, but I had to crouch down and stretch my arms to reach the cap.

And I slipped

Well, it was not that slippery, but I was neither a sure footed goat nor a skilled hills-man to

be able to negotiate the treacherous mountain side. With the cap safely in my hand, I slid

down the mountainside and landed right in front of a goat eagerly tucking in. She gave

frightful bleat, and backed off slightly. I gathered myself, my jeans all mucky, and started

backing away.

Then I found I could not move. This goat was holding one end of the cap in her mouth and

pulling at it! Hell, she would ruin it! All this for a torn cap which would not be of any use.

Damn! Hell! Woe betide her! My shouts and her bleats had attracted the a ttention of her

kin, and now I was faced with a crowd of some 5 goats ready to maul me. My entreaties for

help finally brought out a response. The shepherd came out from as-if nowhere, and

pulled me out of the mess, ripping the precious cap into two. As I was thanking him for

having rescued me, I realized that he reckoned he had just rescued his dear goats from me.

After getting badly scolded by the shepherd for trying to steal his goa ts and getting a terse

warning, I climbed back up the dangerous path. And my parents, although pleased that I

had not broken anything, were not too pleased to see the condition of my jeans - and of

the poor cap. And my poor little sister was sorely disappointed.

'Bhaiya, you could not do this one little thing for your younger sister? What do I tie tha t

rakhi on your wrist every year for?'

'For the money I give you you sha rp girl!' Come on, surely, I deserved better than that for

this act of gallantry

Shubhangi

7th Semester

MBBS

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The rolling wheel of my life seems to have

rolled on too fast, and before I could realize,

the formative years, the carefree days were

over It all came back this time when my

brother came down to India for his vacation...

It was that time of the year again it seemed

to have become a routine but still I was as

excited as I would be e v e r y t i m e i t

happened every 6 months that is so

there he was again a tall frame above the sea of heads I saw him and waved a

bright smile is what greeted me and my family we all would be there every time he

came.. mum, dad, me and few close relatives the wait always seemed endless but I

would so enjoy the look on my mum's face as she would search for my brother's familiar

face in the milling crowd of people at the airportand the relief she would get onspotting him that she would even forget to wave at times

Its been two years since my brother has been shuttling up and down now he's joining

work there who knows when would he be back this time deep down I know he can't

take it beyond six months.. the place is great but nothing like home..

Well, I was telling about this time round when he came I got time off from college and

spent lots of time with him after a long long time the four of us were together like

that. it was so evident that it could well be one of the lasts we took lots of photos

together soon before we know it our family will expand and spread too the unit of

'us' four will be just a memory- a fine one at that

Then I realized its true.. I am 24 and my brother 25 we have come quite far from

the time we waited hanging around in our house balcony waiting for mum to get

back from work from the time we would just hate sharing things from the time I

would end up doing most of his homeworkfrom the time the cleanliness freak that I

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am, I would clean his side of the cupboard toofrom the time we would not stop

fighting over what now seem as such trivial things from the time I would bully his

friends who would mess with him.. from the time we played darts with sketch-pens..

from the time I cried on my first day at our new school around 15 years back and he

comforted me though he was in midst of tears himself, its been a while but it seems

like yesterday I don't feel like I have come this far but then every time its time for

my brother to start packing off back to the land of opportunities I realize we have

come far.. left those little things behind for us to cherish now all I need to do is ask

him for practically anything and my brother will be there with it even I have

changedI cared earlier too but now its different.. he means so much more to me

than he ever did

I am not a very expressive person neither is my brother.. who would believe we used

to be shy to actually wish each other happy birthday!!!! I never told him I care as his

little sister, neither did he ever but we do now it feels good that we do it feels like

we have grown up

All these thoughts ran in my mind as I dropped him back at the airport yesterday hewent back among all the hugs and hint of tears in our eyes, we bid goodbye I hate

this time I feel like he is leaving my parents all to myself, I feel so incompetent when

he tells me not to ever fight with mom and take good care of mom and dad I know he

will come again.. but its weird every time he goes.. seeing my mom straining her eyes to

look into the glass door in the airport check in areaher gaze following my brother till

she can no longer see him as he gets inside the boarding area.. the silent drive back

home. catching my parents cry silently over little things like a son touching hismother's feet in a hindi movie they saw

Its funny but the feeling is the same however routine all this has becomenext thing I

know I am calculating what time its in Seattle right now and clicking Google Talk on my

computer.. Maybe I will catch my brother on the World Wide Web

Anubha Rathi

Intern

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The smiles had as if never been there

The wall betw een us seemed to have alw ays been.

Seemed like strangers meeting from alien lands

The w ordless void never before, yet seemed to have alw ays been.

Conversations, disagreeable, inconclusive but endless, no matter

The unfamiliar terse taciturn tempered you seemed to have alw ays been.

Spontaneity, with no trace of diplomacy or disclaimers, had been the norm

A ll that eyes meeting, then departing w ithout greeting seemed to have

alw ays been.

You w ere the last person, and time w as the last thingI ever expected to run out of

The unknow n unmistakable air of 'time-table'

about you seemed to have alw ays been.

N othing spoken, nothing heard; no culpable crime

Yet here I w as, watching the present w ipe clean the

past w hich seemed to have alw ays been.

I w oke up a different girl; you w oke up a different man

And it seems that's the w ay it has alw ays been.

Kriti Puri

7th Semester

MBBS

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No, I am not ta lking about the famous Lizard Lounge in South Ex, the

coupons of which are so much sought after d ur ing PULSE. Really, I

would not care for such a p lace. The fact that they allow on ly coup les

to visit is the biggest barr ier. This is about our place in the village.

Mind you, I am n ot calling anybod y nam es So please, folks No

'chugalis'.

EEEEEEKS!!

A shou t w hich shook the entire hostel of CRHSP, Ballabgarh. The

five of us ran frantically up the narrow, fragile, partly broken

staircase of the hostel and into the room.

There they were, the two of them staring eye to eye , neither moving a muscle- Sonali with pure

horror etched in every line of her innocent face and horror of all those posted in the village. A giant

green-brown reptilesticking to the wall

Ahha..ha..ha!!! we all broke out all aroun d the tw o of them. Startled by our ou tburst , the

lizard mad e a frantic move to hide in some dark nook of the wall, forgetting her tail behind wh ich w as

successful in issuing another shou t, this time matching in frequency to the ear piercing whistle of 'Jan

Shatabd i' that so often carried me home , from the terrified Sonali. And joining her this time was the

pretty and demure m amm a's girl Rekha who leapt back in horror shou ting Mummy!!

Shipra Hell!! Close that Almirah door. The dam ned thing w ill get in and shit all over the p lace!!

Oh close that door

My God!! Were we going to spend ou r village days cursing and sw earing like that?... All because of

that hazel eyed devil.. Man!! Damn it!!

It was a fine cool Mond ay morning. The wintry chill wasn't quite there yet, though it threatened to

show itself any day. We had boarded the bus at 7:45am and by 8:50am were at the 'village' (by which

everywhere, I mean the CRHSP comp lex) gates. Bitter-sweet news awaited us at our apartm ent.

EEKS!!

A shout resound ed from somewhere up stairs. God!! How mu ch that reminded me of my beloved

train. Again, we rushed up stairs and were greeted by Sonali's horrified face a hand at her m outh and

another one supp orting her against the door.

What's up now? bewildered w e asked her. And then w e saw it. There, she w as lying sup ine, against

her p hysiological position of pronation. The signs of life had not yet been erased , when the sweeper

came and swept her away. Finally the Lounge w as all our own . No more d id we share it with the

lizard. How ever to credit her short stay with us w e named the apartm ent Lizard Lounge.

Shubhangi

7th Semester

MBBS

Lizard Lounge !!

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I talk of

The gr eat magnit ude, unf et t er ed as it were,The windi ng lanes, t he haunt ed t r eads,

The gr eens, so rar e, spil li ng over such, even r arer,

And what do you talk of?How Nadia is God's gift to men!!

I talk of

The evening chi ll , w int er's cheeky comeback pr omo,

The dew, t he damp, cour t esy all t he open and void,The mist y yellow light s, abuzz, aglow,

And what do you talk of?A wisecrack on umbrellas as the answer to the choreography famine,And still, how Nadia is God's gift to men!!

I talk of

Some r elat ions, of blood, of dist ance, of word,

Some t umult , some glit ch, some f inal happy end,

Some envy, some let - down, some revi sit plan despit e t he grudge,

And what do you talk of?Pity and scorn for the curse of our generation,The tales of education, coexistence and cinema yes, of the legends,

And how, therefore, hereby, Nadia is God's gift to men!!

I talk of

H eady cr owds, t unnels never more windy,

Arbit r ary r ambles, dest inat ion unchar t ed, undef ined,

Open quest ions, r elieved of t heir usual pr ej udice, opinions f r ee,

And what do you talk of?The straight and the narrow, and living all beyond,The linguistic errors, the false security, the cereal and the noise,Of obvious multiple pretexts, of un-understood abbreviated texts,

And how, all said and done, Nadia is God's gift to men!!

Kriti Puri

7th Semester, MBBS

A Tw o -Po int Mo no l o gue

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Yes ma'a m yo uare right, I ga ined not hing fro m t he po sting,

c an I go now ? nd

- a much-harassed 2 -proffer, in no mood for the 'SituationalComedy' often played by the faculty, trying the final avenue

available to us to escape from vivae back to books, and,

in his case, trans-continental tours.

This is c a lledb utt e ringplus it is c o ld, so it is go ing t o st ic k

and last longe r!!!

- A sensorineurally altered young 'un, affected not just bychemicals but also by cold, and also, we hazard a guess, by

the trunk-call status of the conversation he was

having!!

I t 's j ust a c hairyaar!!

a US-bound senior, releasing this high-security

level information at one of the screenings of the P-wave,

for the benefit of the P-wave protagonists who tended to gaze

at it like it was a mound of gold, as well as for the

perplexed public, who were convinced that there was

something about the chair they could not see

Carpel c arpelc arpe l c arpe l c arpe l c arpe l c arpe l c arpe l

c arpe l c arpe l- a sharp-shooting first-semmer, who evidently holds the

principle ' n o t h i n g i s o b v i o u s ' very close to his heart,leaving no doubts to the faculty regarding the topic of

the question

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Tum a ise log

ho?? Jo no rma lly rehna c hahte ho??- Stereotypical Infantile Syndrome, this statement,

issued in CRHSP Ballabgrah, makes one scratch one's head in

sheer amazement I mean, was this actually a question?? Which

was supposed to have any logical answer other than

'hullo!!YES!'

I

know w hat SORRY me ans to you, it me ans

# $*@ *&%!!- A teacher who knows students way too well-nonetheless, thisstatement left the student who heard it first-hand highly

mortified and almost in tears.

Ab dekho,

height diff ere nc e ke kaa ran kitni prob lem horahi haipa r koi b aat nahe n, ADJUST to karna hi pa de ga

rd

- a very sincere and dedicated 3 sem-er, following thetrend of the season and ADJUST-ing to life as it came at him,

even though he had just had his 'brilliant' ideas to solve

this common P-Wave choreography problem mercilessly

shot down

Ma in kisi ka

ehsaa n nahen lena c haht i

- a patient of the multiple personality disorder, in a

clarification issued in public interest at CRHSP Ballabhgarh,

when in discussion with two patients of Infantile

Syndrome

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kshanshVerma,HimanshuKanwa

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You know, I think I was always this really mad person. Everyone knows that the

contemporary KP is nuttier than absolute nuts but what if I told you that I am atoday

marked improvement on I ?kid

And yes, I do have a story to corroborate my claim.

It was the summer of 1992, I think. Kindergarten, Carmel Convent School, Chandigarh.

It was a hundred meters straight and a turn from my bus-stop to my house, and I was alla-jump, a-bounce, a-skip and a-frisk as I made my way down it, our family helper

carrying my school bag. Nothing special about that day I was just one of those

perpetually skippy bouncy kids, who are always in their own world, and simply thrilled to

be there.

Now, let me explain the situation a bit. Our house, like all other houses has a gate. The

gate has two 'wings' (I guess you could call them that, I can think of no better word

right now), that latch together in the middle. And there is a wall on the side of each wing so it can swing a max of 90 open inwards (and a 90 open outwards too).

And the gate was (and still is) about as high as I was at that time.

I hope you get the picture.

So there I was, all spring and jump and I guess this kind of enthusiasm is infectious.

Our helper unlatched the gate; I pushed hard at one of the 'wings' and they swung

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open in grand style.

Struck the wall.

BOUNCED. FRISKED.

And then just as grandly swung back.

WHACK.

Now a disclaimer this is what I have deduced would have happened. From our helper's

statement and some basic physics.

All I really really remember is the gate swinging open. And then our helper yelling for

help. And then my father running out of the house barefoot, yelling even louder.

And then myself being instructed to not touch my forehead. And then my wound

being washed and dressed.

While all this time, I was absolutely clueless as to what exactly the whole fuss over

my forehead was about.And then Papa told me to change into a dress because we had to go to a hospital.

Pay heed, this is the second-most-bonkers part of my tale.

Regardless of the fact that I had a gaping wound on my forehead, that needed

6stitches later what to say of regard, I had no knowledge of its existence the

uppermost thought in my mind as I gleefully pulled on my favourite white frock, with

coloured balloons on its frills, was 'Mama would kill me if she saw me wear this fancy

frock to PGI thank God she's not home!'

Wait. Don't react in exasperation just yet.

For the most-bonkers bit is yet to come.

I somehow contrived to tie the belt behind my back, and then stood on the bed to be

able to appreciate myself full length in the mirror. And the first notion to hit me as I

saw my face, framed by shoulder length hair, with a white bandage circling my head at

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forehead level, myself clad in a white dress??

'Wow! I look like an angel!'

Ref: Bandage = halo.

That is how crazy I used to be.

Never quite in the 'world' frame of reference. Always thinking, imagining,

extrapolating to say it in style, 'a born thinker'.

And to be more precise 'supremely silly, to the extremes of being a safety hazard'.

Of course, I survived that wound with just a midline scar abutting my hairline - which I

continue to cite, till date, as my identification mark in all ID documents.

And I also managed to survive twenty round trips around the Sun.

Despite the perpetual absence of my mind.

God's too kind?

I'm living on a freaky hourglass with the last bits of sand aberrantly stuck in the narrow

bit, waiting to empty any moment?

The world needs one of each type?

Whatever. I don't know.

p.s. This was not written with any amount of regret or shame regarding such amazing

points-of-view as possess all (atleast I would like to believe) children. Maybe it is just a

bit of self-defence, that perhaps the reason I'm such a renowned nut is that I am still a

kid.

- Kriti Purith7 Semester, MBBS

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Those warm spring afternoons which melt into those excessively pleasant flower

adorned evenings. Ah what a waste!! We spent such long afternoons in the labour

room where the clamour of ladies in labour was enough to give an experienced

resident a migraine attack, longing to go out into the spring sunshine.

Our goal was just one - to watch a newborn progress through the birth canal into

the oh-so harsh world. But the ladies gave us a tough time. One week into theposting, hours and hours stretching into eternity of wait in that labour room till

the hunger cramps forced us out of the department to our hostels at dinner time,

those mocking smiles of the sisters in the labour room when they said Woh to kal

rat me hi deliver ho gaya.. apke jane ke 15 minute baad, and still we had not been

able to witness the divine process of birth. Perhaps spring babies had a knack of

coming in the night Look at me born in early spring.. 12:07 am. What a time I

must have given to the poor medical students waiting to see my mother deliveringme. Perhaps I was being punished for my crimes.. Well that became clear after this

incident.

T h e r e w a s t h i s l a d y

Subhadra. Multigravida but

nulliparus.. Three fingers

when we first reached her, inlabour.. Shouting the hell out

of herself. We decided to

watch her deliver. We sat

down in the labour room at

3:00 pm by the labour room

clock , fully dressed to rush

DELIVERY DIARIES.

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into the delivery room as soon as they shifted her. Minutes ticked by, then hours

and by the time it was

7:30 pm - we were sitting there our stomachs rumbling, heads bursting and eyes

watering

As we gave each other desperate looks a sweet, benign-looking sister came up to us

and said Go, get something to eat. She is not going to deliver immediately. So we

went to the central cafeteria and got ourselves 'kachauris'. Anticipating aloo

filled papri dipped in chutney and dahi, we were rudely brought back to earth when

those flimsy things were placed in front of us.

7:45 pm - we had finished our lousy meal and were heading back to the labour room.

7:50 pm - A wave of panic surged through all of us she was not there!! She was not

on her bed!! She was not in the labour room!!!

We ran to the changing room.. Put on the pink gowns..And ran to the delivery room..

there she was...plus a ventouseand luckily for us, still plus the baby she was due tomother!!! And there was Dr Anand asking her to Push karo, rani push karo zor

lagao There was blood all over and then the faeces umm sometimes you feel so

bad for the lady and for yourself it was one of those moments The fetal heart

was dropping 84..8382 Sir was panicking we were already in the state of

distress

And then she stopped in her efforts she would not push ..

Dr Anand - To MAT OT, quick we have to shift her!!!

From somewhere in that stifling smelly room came a frightened shout.. Its full.

Ectopic pregnancy..

To Main OT then hurry!!!.. .

And we ran.. no we were not expected to do anything we ran so we would not miss a

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moment of the procedure oh!! that was not what we had come to see ..but we

waited so long so longfor this..

10 mins later we were there in the Main OT 12.. 3 very foolish, helpless green-

clothed figures. Not knowing what to do

Well, the main OTs are not made to handle caesareans. There was no radiant

warmer for the pediatrician no equipment for the anesthetistno instruments

for the obstetrician although they were all there ready, scrubbed and all.. The

reason.. NO SISTERS.

Then and there we realized our unimportance.. of course we were nothing.

nothing at all . And we were not even expected to be. We felt silly and useless

and a load upon these three individuals trying to save the lady and her baby. but we

were not going to move We had waited too long..

Dr Anand was totally freaked out.. Shouting for the sisters.. threatening to call

the Dean, the Director and all those for the irresponsibility the sisters were

showing. Then the divine creatures showed up and the caesarean section was

conducted the baby came out alive and healthy - all pink..

Time 9:07 PM

6 hrs on those freaky kachauris.

A spring baby after all

And we went back we had not learnt anything related the OBS & GYNAE as a

subject except that perhaps obstetricians were one of the bravest people everborn.

Shubhangi

7th Semester

MBBS

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First Professional exams a major milestone. For the uninitiated like me, it is a big jolt as

you are shoved into a big bad world. A flash, and whoosh, there goes the tag of a facchi,

taking with it, the free treats and the right to be unaware the happenings in our little

village, our peaceful and languid existence suddenly overburdened with the weight of

our future, our CVs and KVPY. Add to that miserably lackluster Pulse 2008, a hefty

Robbins and the innumerable uses and adverse effects.. We needed a break!!!

Manali.our sojourn. Of course there were some optimists among us who expected

the trip to conjure up something special (read: true love), but for most of us realists.it

started with crossed fingers.

THE BEGINNING

Never before have I spent so much time admiring the electric bill board and population

meter in front of AIIMS as we did that day, stranded in between the traffic and the

Metro construction site..finally, 4 hours behind schedule, our trip started. Those whomanaged to sleep despite the rickety bus were stirred up by the would-be Rahmans

and Mangeshkars. But an extra long ride did take its toll and showed us a range of

sleeping postures (some scandalizing while others truly legendary contortionist stuff).

THE ARRIVAL

Tempers went sky high and a few egos were shattered as the very important decision

of hotels was made, proving the true worth of our organizers as future politicians.

Their political genius was further showcased by the important debate on adequacy vs

basic optimum level that continued for half an hour, before one of us uninitiated

highlighted that both were the same.

RAFTS, DRUGS, SPRINGS, WET SHIRTS.

Watching your life float on a rubber raft that is controlled by untrained life guards, (

and occasionally Rrjun and Bajia ), with just a foot of choppy water separating you

from a rocky end is surely a heady experience. Of course the fact that one of the rafts

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burst in the middle of the river just added to the adventure. Heaving a sigh of relief at

having made it to the end without drenching our only pair of clothes, we came face toface with the flirtatious life guards (yeah, the same untrained college dudes) who

believed that the main purpose of the oars is to drench unsuspecting rafters.

And thus, was ensured an afternoon, spent in the warm sun, trying to dry ourselves.

Our fellow guys decided that the best way to dry their clothes was to take off

everything and roam around in teeny-weeny pink towels, forgetting in the process that

given limp muscles and pot bellies and un-waxed chests, none of them was John

Abraham yetThis 'treat' was made much worse by the dhobi ghat feel as the dearboys decided to wring their clothes dry. Our dear topper failed in her attempt to pull off

a towel or twowhether we missed the fun or a ghastlier sight will (thankfully?)

always remain a mystery!!

ndThrough all this and the drug haven of Manali we passed on the 2 day, ending up at

Manikaran, for a much needed round of langar to fill our bellies and a dip in the holy

waters to wash away our sinsokay, the bathroom did not have water and a natural

geyser is welcome in the cold.

.AND DAARU

Any AIIMS event is incomplete without a daaru party! So we had one of our own. A

wide range of daaru ranging from vodka to rum was tried. Watching from a distance,

we sure enjoyed the scene

? an 18 year old turn 2 (complete with the thumb in mouth),

? one puking where he slept,

? another decided to sleep it through

? while the CR contented himself with the bathroom, puking continuously

for 2 hours

(where was Guinness??).

? The rest bored us with their wonderful fattas.

? ..while our very own macho matron tried to keep tabs on every little

kiddie

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under his charge. One is yet to figure out just how throwing up over yourself is

translated into 'fun' as of now, it seems just another lesson that overindulgence canbe unpleasant!!

ROHTANG, PARAGLIDING, TREKKING, PARALLEL PEAKS.

rdThe 3 day took the cakeparagliding, a lot of ice and skiing. Many scores were

settled on the ice, as snowballs flew in full force..all through this Miss Hotbod

wasted her time dressing up as a gaon ki cchori, and mine, forcing to take her picture

from every silly angle and every expression....well..no further comments.

Of course, talking of tradition, we did try to form AIIMS by lying down in the ice, but

the born organizers that we all are, it took around an hour of arranging and settling

before we succeeded, AIIMS with an ill formed S.AND LOSTY

But the icing on the (chocolate truffle) cake was our very own bossMr. Hero believes

cars and knowledgeable drivers are a waste of resources.and decided to find his own

path to Rohtang. Well, rest is history..hero found himself on a parallel peak, clad in a

single jacket (it was hot where he set off from) and no way to cross the glacier (actuallyRani NAALA) that separates him from his destination. Up, down thrice, and 3 hours

later our shivering hero was rescued from the face of death by the angelic stray dog

LOSTY.who kept hero warm with his hugs, licks and feeling around at all the right

places.thus was made our very own survivor tale.

IN THE END, REALISATION..

When you have no expectations from something, it turns out to be better thanexpected. And this was the case with the Manali trip. The fun quotient was definitely

on a high while gossips faltered. For a few days, we all forgot our differences (of

opinions and otherwise) to revert to our childhood and enjoy the simple pleasures of

life. A break was what we needed and a break is what we got, from the village, the stress

and adulthood.

In fact the trip was an eye opener. Here are some of the pearls of wisdom we

unearthed in Manali :

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? Some people can not be trusted, even as your classmates

? Few have a natural talent of ruining their trips, lamenting what was not? Others can be a lot of fun though you don't expect it out of them

? There is always scope for making new relations and breaking old ones,

but

? Making couples is not the only way to have funsorry Goddess

Gossip!!

? Even the tiniest issue can be discussed threadbare when you come to it,

and it can be a lot of fun

..AND A FEW KUDOS

? To the CR, and bossfor organizing the trip

? To our dear boss (read Chahal) again, for the hotel choice, the parallel

pahari and Losty

? To dumb charades with a difference and the people who invented it

? To the bhai-behen.and the behena's pink jacket that dear bhaiyya

flauntedmay

their love last long

? To levodopa and Mr. Kstill our greatest source of entertainment after a

year and half

? To Shahi, the macho handyman, who was the source of all domperidone,

much

needed advice on packing, and matronly love when the guys needed it

? And to our class, for being the best and for the fun we had

Thus ended the Manali trip, some say it is our last trip as a classour fingers are

crossed. Let's see if it works again!

- Manpreet Uppalrd3 Semster

MBBS

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Remember that lecture that never ends?

You've memorized the rotation rhythm of every fan,

You've managed to conjure up a maze from the smudges on every wall,

There is nothing you do not know about the intriguing switchboard of the lecture

theatre,

You've also completed the classification of the array of spectacles in this blessed

hall

You've tapped out every possible song with yourmuch-chewed nails on the table,

You've done the same with your upper eye-lids on

the ones below,

Tick off bursting saliva bubbles below your tongue

(much to Riti's annoyance),

You've also attempted making music with your

atavistic ear lobe

Your games list has been long exhausted (including hide-n-seek and tag),

You've rung everyone's mobile having set disturbing ring tones,

Having texted every single 'Contact' (including that stuck up jerk who never replies),

You've also dismantled and put together well, tried to, unsuccessfully ofcourse

your cell phone

You've critically appraised every single eyebrow in view,

You've managed to count (to the last decimal) the number of weaves on the

professor's shawl,

Having written up a thesis on the dressing Gaussian curve of this cursed sample

(without any consent of any sort),

You've also gone ahead and acted Superman (IF you are the sorts) on one and all

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You've thought up scripts of a dozen Razzy-winning movies,

You've chewed enough pens to generate a factory of plastics,Planned your life, with a double-hundred expectancy, a zillion times over,

You've scrawled your name in styles hitherto unknown to accomplished calligraphic

artists

The laryngeal muscles overtake the masseters in matters of persistence and

strength,

Units ditch you bad, as time acquires entirely new dimensions,

Amidst ear-cracking background din, sleep evades you, philosophy haunts you,As you take your last breaths, ready to sacrifice yourself for a deed quite worthy of

beatification

To discover even the minutest mention

Of anything having any association, bearing any connotation

To the final full-stop in this devilish creation

This emphatic relentless vocalization, of an evidently infinite educationalcomposition

This lecture that never ends

This lecture that never ends

That lecture that seemed would never end but, by

the grace of all the Gods there be in the universe,

did end finally..

Kriti Purith7 Semester, MBBS

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They say what's important in life is not the goal but the journey,

not the destination but the path to it. As a child, I too completely

agreed with this saying, but in a different context. Whenever our

family would plan a Delhi trip (which was quite frequent), I would

specifically ask whether we would go by train or by car. As, in the

latter case, I would have the chance to cajole my parents to stop

at McDonald's outlet at Mathura ( at that time Agra did not have

its own McDonald's).

I have been living in Delhi for the past one year and during this

time I must have made around 50 trips to Agra and back. I have still not explored the whole of

Delhi but I know every route to the Nizammudin station. For this I am grateful to the public

transport system in Delhi. I don't know why but each time an auto rikshawallah takes me by a

different course.

But this one time when I was returning from Agra, one chilly night of November, the train was

quite late and arrived at the station just about oan hour before midnight. As I was making my way

through the crowd to reach the pre-paid taxi booth, someone called out my name. I turned to see

one of my mother's friend's son, Mudit. He is around my age and was studying BBA near AIIMS.

After a formal "hi-hello" he asked me if he could drop me (he had a scooter). Usually when I come

to Delhi my mother would give me some frozen subzi, dal etc. for my grandmother who lived alone

in Delhi. That night too, I was the tiffin-boy, so I thought it would be too inconvenient to carry

two airbags and one small suitcase on one scooter. But despite my assurances that I would

survive the auto ride, he was adamant on dropping me, so I went along with him.

I usually take an auto at the Nizammudin side of the railway station, but his scooter was at Sarai

Kale Khan side, that would take an extra 15 minutes to reach AIIMS. But I did not mind that as I

had more important matters right now, namely trying to keep my luggage in my control. Somehow

we managed one airbag, and the suitcase Mudit somehow managed to hold between his legs while

the airbag that contained the frozen food I tilted

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