Last week I struck Gold. Watched two good movies back to back. First Vicky Donor, and then I decided to go and catch upon Pan Singh Tomar. I had to struggle my way through the early morning traffic jam, to go to The Hub in Goregaon. That theatre has been a blessing whenever I have been late to nose out a good movie. From experience I have learnt that a delay of only two weeks too can make me go galloping to The Hub, to catch up on a movie. While all the major multiplexes shuffle movies within a few weeks, this theatre always has the worth watching movies running for quite some time.
Pan Singh's life made me think... about the fact that how circumstances make a completely different person of us. Deep within, while we remain the same entity, we keep weaving our life around the challenges thrown at us. Then one day when we reflect back, we realize we are not the person that we were. Kept thinking of the callous policeman who was just not ready to carry out his duty. I wonder as humans, why can't we relate to someone's problems. What makes people do what they do? Why do we carry so much of burden of selfishness within us? How can someone who is supposedly a caretaker of the people behave so callously. Why do they step out of their institutions and wipe clean from their conscience, the oaths they had taken during their training. Policemen and doctors, should be our support system at the time of crisis. How many doctors have the sympathy or the guts to take in patients who deserve immediate medical attention and attend to them with urgency and save their lives. A helpless patient and his family members are made to run from one hospital to other till they can't defy death any more. Do these doctors, even for once at the end of the day think as to what must have happened of the patient they turned away during the course of the day? Patients are lying in the wards awaiting treatment and there are no doctors available. This still happens after years of planning by the government to provide more medical aid to the citizens. Believe me it was easier to feel helpless twenty years ago, because we knew there was genuine scarcity of doctors.
To think of a time when every citizen's medical care will be a responsibility of the government, is still a far off dream, because the harbingers of the foundation of the country are busy collecting the who's who of the society in the Rajya Sabha. For all you know next they might even come out with the idea of a Madam Tussauds. Where..? Ahem, ahem...give it your best guess, it's easy.
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