essential or a luxery or a commodity???????????????

vision india 2020.................
when we r supposed to be one of the developed nations..........
we are fast pacing towards it to the delight of the economists, policy makers, polititians, corporate world........................BUT where does our favourite common man[woman]stands????????????????

when we can develop ourselves sooooooo much then why can't we provide the basic neccesity to R K Laxman's eternal representative of indian middle class "COMMON MAN"?

case 1:
shri X Y
runs a 'paan' shop besides a very busy road in new delhi ...........UNFORTUNATELY he mets with a serious accident which crushes his pelvic girdle............[and his stamina too].........he is taken to the nearest hospital which is supposed to be a PRIVATE" hospital...............where he is charged
rs 100 for a blood test, rs 5000 for some medicine, rs 70000 for d surgery............
result:
as soon as his consciousness returns..........he almost runs away from the care with d nemesis of paying bills, leaving his care INCOMPLETE..................
he learns that, govt PHC s provide free care to poor...

TODAY: he still runs from one window to other as per the instructions given by the staffs/nurses/doctors in the govt hospitals with a stout bamboo stick [or stem???????]......sole support of life with a progressive "healed to be, naturally" !!!!!!!!!!!

friends and well wishers suggest:
go for charitable hospitals because.............those hospitals have had acquired lands from the govt of india with a deal that 1/3 of the beds and 40% OT facilty would be reserved for the REAL poor patients for FREEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

reality:
1. private so called "charitable" hospitals do not allow addmission of poor patients who seek treatment for free
2. somehow cheat helpless and hapless patients and their relatives by blackmail and imposing anthropogenic medical emergency......where even "chanakya" would have signed without thinking much.............


case 2:
remote chattisgardh
poor and simpleton villagers
11 o'clock in the morning.........
husband works in the field with a good wife who helps him ..............
their little kid of 3 years..........
having high temperature for last 24 hours acompanied with severe diarrhoea [ parents do not recognise it as diarrhoea]............waiting at the local PHC for one and half hour for the doctor "angel".............
the board outside the PHC says
'dawakhana khula rahne ka samaye:
subah:8 se 12
shaam: 2 se 4'
below it
in 'conditions apply' sized script: 24 ghante apaatkaalin suvidhayen upalabdh

2:30
the angel arrives...............
'arrey aaj late ho gayi...har roj to aati hun na!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

case 3:
durg:
woman of 35/36 years of age.....[yea rural women do cross their evergreen age of 16 when they have walked on the earth only for 8 years]
having cough for past 2 months........
has come to PHC just to discover that
doctor will NOT be available throughout the day
because
it is a HOLIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'ab kya karogi tum?'
'dr PQ ke paas jaungi"
'mufat dawa dete hai?"
"nahin sahab...bachon ke liye 25 rupaye...hum jaise bado n ke liye 30/35 rupaye.....dawai to hum medical se lete hai hai.....'
'paise kaha se laate ho?'
'kabhi doctor sahab se udhar mangte hai, kabhi medical se, kabhi parosiyon se aur kabhi jahan hum kaam karte hai...kya karen sahab, paise se zindagi bahut bari hai..kaam karne ke layak nahin rahenge to kaise chalega? '
'dr PQ ka dawakhana kitna dur hai?'
'ji shahar mein.....400 rupaye rickshaw leta hai...aane jane main 800.......'
'unki dawai yaan kaam karti hai?'
'han ji bahut achchhi hai injection bhi lagwate hai'

case 4:
remote jharkhand
vaccine carying vans used for private picnic vehicles for the PHC staff......
"arrey kya karen....log injection lagane nahin aaten hai to hum kya karen...inhe sui se bara dar hai"
so why to waste the commodity......after all safed laxmiji ko thhokar kyon mare?????

case 5:
mumbai...the city
a well to do family
mr AB
his mother 45 years old complaining a painful right knee joint diagnosed as degenerating patella requiring a replacement surgery
30minutes before the surgery............the orthopedics rushes to mr AB
'dekhiye humain abhi abhi pata chala hai ki unke left ghutne mein bhi problem hai...aap jaldi operation ke liye consent de dijiye.....70000 rs consetion milenge....dono surgery eksaath kiye to'

is our health something like 599/- mein ek shirt ke badle sirf 399/- rupaye me paaiye do shirt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pure 200 rupaye ki bachat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!jaldi kijiye..offer chhut na jaye.......sirf 24 february tak
jaldi.......................

is this the analogy???????????????????????????????????????????

where does the common man goes?
why does the government turns blind eye and a deaf ear to peoples plight and sufferings when perhaps the second most basic neccesity is NOT taken care off.......just famines are no more today....we are free from mortality owing to malnourishment.....the duty and responsibility of government ends there??? still mesmerized with a 45 years old sucess story????????
on the other hand
the evergrowing well nourished private sector is as usual looking for their economic growth........
100 for a blood test....150 for the visit fees......70000 - 700000/- for varying degrees of surgeries...............

profit profit everywhere
not a single ray of love..................

• india is the 5th lowest spending country in public health sector [i.e. wellbeing of common man] just succeded by pakistan, sudan, cambodia and an underdeveloped country with initials B [ cant recollect the name]
• in india infant mortality is still a shamefull 48 per 1000 as compared to just 18 in srilanka who doest not boast to become a developed nation by 2020.....
• in india, 82% of medical/health care is privatised as compared to just 4%in ALREADY developed nation, UK
• in india, 2.2% of population goes below poverty line EVERY YEAR owing to medical nd health care , which compell them to sell/mortgage/loan their assets/lumpsum amount

when a nation is capable of spending so much on defence/sponcer CRICKET shows/ spend crores on melodramatic bollywood songs nd dances nd eternal story line/puts up pompous displays on republic day celebrations...................................

is it really impossible to spend some for the common man?????????

is it really difficult to bring smile on the lips of common man?

or he is the "raamgarurer chhana...haashte tader maana....haashir kotha shunle pore .....bole haashbo na na na na....." PERSONIFIED??????????????

cant the govt and private sector both work in unison and make this little dream come true? or common man is born just for casting votes and feeding the corporate's never ending hunger?

can't the private sector be bit generous and resist their gorging habit and consider the common man's critical paying capacity? why exceed his critical point of expenditure on essentials?after all health of a common man is not a luxery comodity , it is not a spa.........

so please ..............those whoever reads this blog thanks for the patience...........but please plase do spare some of your invaluable time for the eternal MUTE common man and raise your voice against the anthropogenic crisis....trust me it is not tough......just a bit more of humanity...a touch of concern....few seconds thought for the mass is required...........rest i.e. the sense of justice will come up on its own.......

can't we speak up for our mute common man.....just as when we speak up and stand by our mute/helpless/hapless friends in crisis?????????

let's not treat health as just another new commdity like fiama di wills or olay antiaging cream and apply the same marketting strategies.....health is not ALWAYS the gateway to profit..it is not a commodity ...

is it really very difficult for a nation whose economy is growing even faster than the growth of e.coli bacteria, to make the much awaited dream of "HEALTH FOR ALL" come true?????where all means all and not only on paper but on field too.......if we can build flyovers/host common wealth games/be the IT/BT hub, aspire to preside over the UN, aspire a permanant membership in the secutiy council.............this basic goal is ACHIEVABLE...............

hope the silver lining of the ebonite cloud broaden up.....FAST

and

'hum honge kaamyab ekdin ' thoda jaldi ho instead of "nishidin bharosha rakhish hobei hobe"

neways

actually the real life case stories are all true, not a single peice is exagerrated for the sake of making it spicy

the so called harsh comments [if any] are purely unintentional and does not hold any grudge against any person/group/sector

it is just a plea and effort to make our world a better place to live

LIVE & LET LIVE

hridaye amar nachere aajke mayurer moto nachere....................

this Christmas i had the opportunity to enjoy a glimpse of rural Bengal. honest confession is that i have never had any idea how does a "Bengali" village look like........

plz don't think i m exaggerating even a bit...............a typical bong village is real picturesque

charo taraf hariyali hi hariyali hai............lahlahate khet, khalihan.........chirping birds, innocent villagers.

i have never seen such a ' jattha' of birds ............shalik, charui, tuntuni............all sorts of domestic birds who feed on the grains. the red 'kachchi' paths were used more by the stray cattle and goats than human beings in contrast to the city scenario where little kids hardly knows how a real life cow or a goat looks like!!!!!!!!!!!!! of course we city folk got bit annoyed when interfered with their snail pace while we longed for jet speed on the village pathways [ which once upon a time must have been pitched roads but now,.............ahem no comments][:P]
the place we were destined for was a local 'bagan barri' besides a local river [ geographically a natural canal] [:)]yet...............the forest [ of course plz don't consider sunder vans...........]that got its genesis from the river [ water body to be on the safer side] is capable to make you realise the ultimate truth ..............there is nothing more beautiful than the nature and her instrinct gorgeous looks.

• just close your eyes



• imagine



• if you are unable, still try



• there is a river with crystal clear water gushing with a mighty lioness's roar, swashing on the stones beneath, sweeping away all the dirt of city life.............rejuvenating your soul once again



• there is greenery every where............green green everywhere....................with typical sub tropical and tropical vegetation of mango, banyan, tamarind, mahogany, palm, coconut, beetle nut, banana..................with paddy fields alternating with mustard, cauliflower and marigold in the far horizon................where the sky kisses the earth.



• the bottle green grasses tingling your bare feet



• natural music of unknown birds



• humble huts at the far streched lands with climbers of bottleguard and pumkin adding to their humble and simple beauty



• genuine smiling faces of villagers staring at you without any ill thoughts but just out of pure innocent curiosity....................................."how does city folk look like"



• soft music reaching your ears from unknown source



• your olfactories enjoying unknown fragrance ............from far off sources you do not know.........perhaps will never know...............

what else do you need to feel a primary heaven ?

with a more pragmatic analogy...............roti, kapda makan.............man's primary needs

above listed criterions..............basic/primary tools for a heaven on the earth.......

the tranquility and the peace that come along, as a package deal...................i doubt even bil gates or j k rowling would ever afford............

poor man's heaven is supposed to be an esily available commodity, i guess the reason the almighty took pity and added the artist finishing touch to the landscape

no doubt tagore wrote...............

'graam chhara ei raanga maatir poth..............amar mon bholaye re................'

as far as personal experience is concerned...............the bengali villages can make the most pragmatic mindsets [like me] to a romantic soul [at least for the duration you stay there]

literally

hriday amar nachere aajike

moyurer moto nache re..................

[thnx for having patience ][:D]

christmas 2007

visited ishapore after a long span...................had left d place in 1997, sept.......................visited in december, 2007 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in local tongue, it is pronounced as ichhapur, ichha = wishes, perhaps ichhapur fulfills every mind's wishes
there is an old shiva temple on the bank of river ganges; where hundreds of devotee display their devotion to the deity on every shiv ratry night........................and the generous lord shiva of ichhapur perhaps fulfills every wishes.
literally ichhapur!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
visiting strand road, mandal ghat, relishing phoochka of mandal ghat and jhal murri of bondhu at palta ghat ...................old memories came alive once again after ten odd years on the same bank of river.
still one can find pious souls taking dip in the river after sunset, even on the coldest winter afternoons in contrast to rapid development fever which has not left ichhapur!!!!!!!!!
the eternal peaceful void of strand road and the ghats is lost for ever, the beauty of 'pori bari' is on the verge of anihilation, concrete jungle has started mushrooming, smoke is playing its role in blanketing the blue sky..........................................................................
YET................................................................................................................
the birds chirp, sun rises red, sets in the clouds on the other bank of the river leaving a golden memory of the day, the stars twinkle all night with full sparkle, the moon still smiles with those lil dark dimples.....................................the mango, banyan, tamarind, gulmohur,mahogany....................are still standing tall guarding the spirit of ichhapur.........................
i realy do not know whether the 'khula aasman' is REALLY lost or just that i have grown up..............my little steps are no more................the innocence of childhood is being entangled in the rat race of adulthood and on the verge of extinction [??????????????????]
the roads used to look sooooooooooo vast.................now it's no more like that....................

god knows whether ichhapur has changed or i have changed................
but whatever is the case...time is really the mightiest....................................yet those fond memories will forever be there to cherish...in fact some of them i could revive and rejuvinate..............with my friends...........at least my friends are still that same............what else could i ask from the deity of ichhapur who had fulfilled my 'ichha' ..........my wish really came true when i watched the golden sunset after ten odd years with rippling water of the river ganga.........

let the almighty fulfill everyones' wishes
let ichhapur liven upto its name
love u
ICHHAPUR
[ishapore.............international spelling] [:)]