65 years of Independence, and the state of health care infrastructure in India is shockingly poor
I usually look forward to the weekends. Even
though there are no holidays as such for one who works more from home than from
the office, the weekends continue to bring a sort of leisurely charm. When the
weather is on your side and when there is the Euro Cup and Wimbledon 
going, it’s quite a lot to keep you in cheer. The past few days have, however,
been slightly unnerving, what with a senior member of the family unwell and
various tests conducted and reports collected. There have been visits to the
doctor, the specialist and others for gathering varied shades of opinion. 
It’s only when you read stories about the real
India, that you realise how lucky we all are, born and brought up in the towns
and cities, where access to most things basic is not very difficult, where
there are indeed doctors and specialists to consult. While editing stories for
a journal, I was left wondering how little we have achieved as a country even
if you are to consider something as basic as infrastructure. Good roads, clean
drinking water, proper transport… health care. Do we even realise that as we
click pictures on Fb or chat or call, there are pregnant women desperate to get
to a clinic miles away, that there is no transport worth the name to take them,
that in the so-called public health centres or clinics, there are no doctors.
And people, especially the tribals, the poor, the villagers, are struggling
just to be alive.  
Yes, sixty-five years of Independence India 
In Sikkim 
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