Monthly Archives: March 2013

The President’s Visit

VIP duties for the medical persons usually means moving around them amid their tight securityFor I have done quite a number of them in the past few years; the craze and excitment I used to feel initially seems to have been washed away.

But this month when I got a letter from the hospital  administration regarding my deputation for honorable president of India’s visit on 15 march,I was super excited .

First of all it is an honor to be a part of medical  team of India’s first man.

Secondly I always have had this cherished dream of seeing the president ‘s security arrangements as it involves huge number of cars and men .Most of traffic on the roads is stopped when his team passes and as a common man I had watched it from outside but always wondered how it must feel to move along those fast cars traveling at high speeds .I wondered as if they had brakes in those cars !!!

Thirdly I have seen our honorable president Mr.Mukherjee enough number of times on T.V. and wanted to see him in live.

On the day of his visit , we asked to to join the duty at 6:30 am in the morning and we went to receive his excellency at the airport.It was jam packed with who-who’s of the region .I remember seeing probably every high up right from the governor to defense chiefs of the region along with seasoned politicians and bureaucrats.The whole atmosphere was filled with thrill of his arrival and on corner of the road you could see high security.

On his arrival he was given a customary march past along with dignitaries greetings .He had come with his wife and staff and then we went to the air force station.The Air force people had put up a splendid show but the best part was paratroopers jumping from the planes in Indian Flags colored parachutes and reaching the ground on a designated spot.It was really amazing and drew a lot applaud from the audience.

And  then we went along with Mr.President  to the governor house.All the roads on the way were empty due to high security and our caravan of nearly 100 cars zoomed past the city roads with police men all around the city .

I was wondering if Mr.President had even known the meaning of the word traffic jam !!!

After the lunch we went to PGI where convocation function was presided by his excellency.And there he was joined by the chief ministers of Punjab and Haryana.

Afterwards we went back to the airport along with the caravan which this  time around had about 150 cars.At the airport I got an opportunity to see all these high profile dignitaries form a very close distance .Actually I wanted to get photographed but the protocol did not allow that.But high point was watching the first citizen of the country amid his security and high profile dignitaries .

The driver of our ambulance had rightly remarked on the way:

           “Dr .Saab eh ta raje ne raje ,te asi ennadi praja,

        raje di shaan ta vakhri hi hundi hai

mai pichle janam rath chalanda si te es janam car”

Meaning : Doctor  they(President) are the modern day  kings and we are his people .

                   Kings magnificence is above all .

                    I was a chariot driver in last birth and a car driver in this birth !!!!!

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Mr .President

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Beware of Owners !!!

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Beware

 

Came across this picture ,just couldn’t wait for everyone to see this funny picture.

Reminds of modern day truth where humans seem to be more dangerous than the lovely animals.

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Centerian Marathon Runner-Fauja Singh

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Fauja Singh

Fauja Singh ran his first marathon at age 89 and became an international sensation.At 101 years he ran his final race in Hong Kong.
It is an immense pleasure to see  people like Fauja Singh who make a big difference in keeping our culture alive!

Reading about his life I found an interesting note which is worth mentioning.Born in 1911 at Beas Pind,He was named as Fauja, meaning “army general,” or “soldier.”by the women of his village.

By his second birthday, however, Fauja’s parents had cause for concern: He couldn’t walk. The way Fauja tells it, his legs were short and spindly, capable of movement but too weak to support his body. He turned 3. No steps yet.

Then 4. Still crawling. Children called him danda, Punjabi for “stick.”

Family members worried he might be crippled for life, so they consulted village doctors. Generally unfamiliar with Western medicine, the local health care providers were likely to concoct an herbal remedy for illness or prescribe human urine for injuries, but in Fauja’s case, they saw nothing wrong. The boy was just weak, they said. Nothing could be done.

Finally, at age 5, he developed enough strength to hobble. Proper walking didn’t come until around age 10.

Entry into Marathon: Fauja migrated to London after death of his son who lived with him in India.After a lifetime in functional Punjabi garb, he took quickly to London’s high-fashion aesthete. He couldn’t speak the language or follow the customs, and his beard and his turban marked him clearly as a foreigner, but from the neck down, Fauja looked the part of a Londoner.

He had another indulgence, too: television.

Fauja hadn’t owned one in India, so now he passed hours flipping channels on the couch, and one afternoon, he saw a mass of people crowded together on the road, running along in T-shirts and shorts. Curious, Fauja asked around, What were they doing? Soon he found out it was an organized race. A marathon, they called it.

Fauja decided that if the people on TV could run a marathon, then surely he could run one, too.

And finally he ran his first marathon after 10 weeks of training and became a legend subsequently who continues to inspire everyone to lead a healthy and an active lifestyle.

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