Doctor's Diary: It's not good for the handwriting to be dry, to wipe the tears and make them wet.

The first thing that came out of the mouth of whoever heard this news was 'Huh?!?' left and then this set of questions arose: 'Why did this happen? Where is it entered? How is the condition? Will it survive?' The listeners and questioners were all doctors, for whom these questions were being asked, eighty-eight-year-old Dr. Chakraborty. Dr. in Surat. Who does not know Chakraborty Sahib? The name may not have been heard by the general public as Sahib was not a doctor in clinical practice. Dr. Chakraborty was a guru of an important subject teaching future doctors in a government medical college. As he was senior, he also became the head of that department and then retired from the same post. When this incident happened two years ago, three decades had passed since Saheb's retirement. Let's talk about the question-group asked above and its answers. It happened that Dr. Chakraborty sir had a hole in his intestines. No one knew what caused it. Was the wound ruptured? Was injured? Had a terrible disease? TB, typhoid, cancer or ulcerative colitis? There could be many reasons, but that is not my topic. An experienced gastro-surgeon can throw light on it. The intestine is like a closed pipeline, the inner cavity of which is a mixture of half-digested food and digestive juices. Just as a pipeline 'leaks' and spills its contents, so when a hole in the intestine occurs, the fluid inside it is thrown into the abdominal cavity, regurgitating and spreading. It becomes septic. If the treatment is received in time then it is fine otherwise the patient succumbs to death. This can happen even if the patient is young, if the patient is eighty-eight years old, the chances of survival are very low. Dr. Five days had passed by the time the news about Chakraborty's condition went 'viral' in Surat's medical community. All the doctors who passed out after studying in Surat Government Medical College had the impression of 'Saheb' as a noble teacher. Former disciples of the former teacher flocked to the hospital to see and meet the master. I. of 'Nirmal Hospital' located on the ring road of Surat. C. Dr. in the U. Chakraborty Sahib was sleeping gasping for death. Dr. Naresh Mehta and Dr. Brilliant surgeons like Chetan Patel operated and repaired the hole in the intestinal wall. This question was on the lips of everyone who came to inquire about Saheb, 'Saheb Bachi To Jaye?' In response, the doctors on duty were saying, 'Sir will survive or not depends on many other things. It is essential that the hole in the wall is properly 'healed' and closed. Also, it is essential that 'sepsis' spread in the stomach is controlled. It is also necessary that this worn-out body survives by the time two-three weeks have passed for all this to happen.' It often happens that a building that survives an earthquake collapses with an aftershock. Ten days passed. Dr. Nirmalbhai said, 'Sir survived. Now most of the risks are averted, but there will be a few more days of hospital stay.' Dr. Chakraborty Saheb was always happy, but not rich. How much has been saved by increasing in government jobs? When the pension came, it was lived with dignity. His wife Mrs. Chakraborty used to sleep and sit next to her husband all day long. Little by little they were forgetting everything. Age affected his memory. Dr. Chakraborty was worried about the bill. He was aware that treatment bills in private multi-specialty hospitals are 'halfway'. Calculations of where and how to collect the money were going on in the mind of the sir. On the tenth day Dr. Pawar came to inquire about his health. Dr. Pawar had also been a student of Sahib in the past. After sitting for half an hour, he made an indirect inquiry about the bill. Dr. Chakraborty sat up in bed. The body became erect. Bleeding spread on the face, 'I know the bill will be big, but the big thing is that I have survived. I will 'arrange' the money in any way. No one will discuss this with me. I don't like to be someone's gift. Say something else.' Dr. This was the personality of Chakraborty. At this age, even after such a major surgery, his body did not bend. His body language was that of a retired general of the Indian Army. Dr. Pawar muttered, 'Why do I need to discuss your bill?' By talking a little, Dr. Pawar came out. Came to the ground floor and went to the billing department. He said to the accountant sitting there, 'You have to do two things for me. I don't have big cash but with debit card. Most of that amount you should Dr. It is to be deposited on the bill of Chakraborty Sahib.' The capacity of the card was four lakhs, leaving twenty five thousand in it, Dr. Pawar paid a quarter of four lakh rupees. 'You said two things,' reminded the accountant as he rose to leave. 'Yes, please don't let sir know about this. He will come to my house and give me money.' After another ten days Dr. Chakraborty was discharged from the hospital. Sir Dr. Nirmalbhai asked, 'How much is the bill to be paid?' Dr. Nirmalbhai got the investigation done. The computer was showing that ten and a half lakh rupees had to be paid, but an unknown man had paid four and a half lakhs. 'It should not be conducted like this.' Chakraborty said in a stern tone, 'Who is an unknown man? I want his name.' Name not found. In the absence of Dr. Nirmalbhai in the last few days. C. T. V. Checked the footage. The man on duty Dr. He recognized Pawar, 'This same brother has paid four lakhs.' Dr. Nirmalbhai Dr. Knew Pawar. As much as Guruji was a leper, the disciple was as stubborn, generous-hearted and devoted to the Master. It will never happen to take that money back. So what to do? Dr. Lightning flashed in Nirmal's mind. Prakash spread, 'One of your students left after doing his duty. Are the other disciples dead? I am also Dr. I have studied under Chakraborty sir, right?' By sending a note with a raw note that ten and a half lakhs of rupees have been deposited to the room of Dr. Nirmalbhai also left, exhorting the staff: 'Don't tell sir who paid the bill, when, how!' – Title Line : Poet Mukesh Joshi