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#ArztForACause – Art for health awareness


#ArztForACause a project by doctor to raise awareness on #PediatricOrthopedic Deformities, #CerebralPalsy 
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My Art, Paintings and NFT have a home


See my 🎨 Art and NFT at 
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General Poems

Guru Poornima


A poem to the Guru, the eternal teacher who’s soul reincarnate who pervades all and guides the wandering seafarer home. Without fail. Everytime. Until the last one.

Winds are getting rough, 
The sea churns,
Sharks jump unforeseen,
Vultures circle for prey afloat,
Path is dark, no stars above,
My boat leaks, filling slowly,
The three sandbags of gold,
Hang anchoring me to churn,
From far away land a twinkle,
Catches my eye, amongst mist,
Swirling and spray amidst the clash,
Hope springs anew, there's land ahoy !
Desparate I turn and whirl the wheel,
With all my might, to keep it in view,
The dim yellow light , my pole star,
Light gets brighter but my sandbags,
Stall and fill my boat, tossing more,
The final stretch alas, run aground,
I hurl myself in shallow water,
To swim to the sandy beach and race,
Ahead to meet the light house that,
Guided me home, standing tall,
Unshaken, uncaring, unyielding,
On the rocks, amidst crashing sea,
I join my brethren on the beach before,
Me as they welcome and we join chorus,
Of praise to the lighthouse, as full moon,
And stars are all there again.

~Dr. Easwar TR
The lighthouse
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Art and Paintings General Spine & Scoliosis Surgery

#ArztForACause Art to raise health awareness


I am writing to this now after I had composed an artwork. It had been brewing for about a week since my friend forwarded me an appeal for medical/financial help by a patient with #AnkylosingSpondylitis a medical disease which causes destruction of joints and loss of movement at spine and hips.

This particular patient was bedridden for past several years and last few months have been extremely troubling

He lives in a small tin roof hut built by kind neighbours with his young family. He himself is in prime of hia youth abd his ilness had crept in on him and progresses considerably. Without medical and financial help he is not taking any, and cannot afford any. As a result his joints have become immobile and he requires somebody to come to turn him around in bed or prop him up. The pain while moving is excruciating he says.

He has been fighting it out though and making paper Ballpen abd Umbrella for a living. There are some steady clients but past few months have been terrible. He has been unable to send his products due to lockdown since courier and speed post services also have been stopped due to #COVID.

I had bought a small number of pens under my personal capacity to encourage this chap and give him a morale boost.

Today I decided to doodle it for #ArztForACause project and raise awareness about Ankylosing Spondylitis a medical condition where joints lose mobility and spine hunches forwards and bend over acutely; so acutely that one cannot even look up

What I’ve attached below if the drawing I made just now.

Paper Coffee cup – digitally retouched
Paper roll, handmade Paper Pen
Same ☕ cup without digital retouching

About Ankylosing Spondylitis

It’s a medical condition where there is an inflammatory process in the tissues and joints.

This inflammation is relentless, progresses fast and is an extremely painful process.

Usually this disease affects spine and other major joints like Hip Joints causing pain, inflammation and stiffness. Overtime the joint itself ‘fuses’ much like how a metal hinge can we welded and rendered immobile.

This happens frequently in spine and hips. As a result the patient becomes completely immobile at those joints and cannot move about.

The entire process starts around the twenties and progresses fast and by late thirties or forties patient is bedridden.

There are basic medications and some expensive injections called ‘biologicals’ which can ease or slow down the process but none can stop it. Supervised Yoga or exercises have be extremely gentle as risk of fracture of spine is very high. Deep breathing exercises for chest is very important as all the ribs tend to join at the breastbone instead of staying flexible. When ribs fuse with breastbone the chest wall becomes rigid and doesn’t expand when patient breaths. As a result he has to use his diaphragm muscle and abdomen muscles to breath.

Early intervention is paramount along with physical therapy and supervised exercises.

Consult your Doctor to know more about Ankylosing Spondylitis if you’ve symptoms of back or upper back pain, tightness in chest, early morning pain, pain while sleeping and joint pains with swelling.

Some patients also have symptoms of irritable bowel, inflammation inside their eyes which causes them to water and many other symptoms.

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MedTatva : Tool to screen for #COVID19


We are all going through a tough time with #COVID19 #Epidemic. It has been a testing time for doctors, public and administrators alike. The poor have been hit badly and are under threat as the epidemic is still spreading in various countries as we speak. Access to healthcare, paying capacity, travel are all issues that the citizens of various demographics have to confront.

We at MedTatva [ https://medtatva.com ], have been trying to solve accessibility to healthcare and diagnostic tools by using technology.

Past few days we have put together the best recommendations from CDC and WHO to build a symptom checker that is simple and which could be completed in less than a minute by a non-medical person.

Please find the screening tool here : https://medtatva.com/coronavirus/home

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Who’dve Thought ..


Who’dve thought civilized nations would be told to wash hands and cover when they cough ?

Who’dve thought that nations would succumb and leaders breakdown as the juggernaut came ?

Who’dve thought it would come upon us when we where busy ironing out tirival creases of our differences ?

Who’dve thought that next big war would be fought between Humans & Viruses ?

Who’dve thought that the only religion that mattered is whether one’s human or not ?

Who’dve thought that the only politics that mattered is whether one’s sick or not ?

Who’dve thought the only accolade, only badge that mattered is whether we are alive or not ?

Who’dve thought that doctors will be frontline, and soldiers would do rear guard ?

Who’dve thought that cannons will be silent and syringe will hold the key ?

Who’dve thought that brute force and politics would bow down before knowledge and selflessness ?

Really, Who’dve thought ?

~ Dr. Easwar

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My Teachers said …


my Teachers said …

My routine broke, as they hushed “Don’t !!”,
Muffled voices echoing faintly across time,
Didn’t care listen, in a hurry, who has time ?
Am in hustle to put one upon my fellowmen,
To Conquer .. the conquest and the victory,
Surrender and subjugation, The Happiness …

But nature cares, for a mother can’t but,
When she sees her child wandering thus,
Her patience for the truants runs short,
Her rebuke, a gentle slap of no avail as she,
Unleashes pestilence, her stormtroopers,
To sweep, clean the home; they do, ruthless,

It seems best is to stay put, clear off streets,
Voice low, no splurge and abide in quiet self,
Closetted with partners and one’s own clan,
Coccooned in quiet contemplation on the ills,
Waiting for her anger to wash over the kind,
It’s message is to mend ; stark one too ..

Seems my teachers said, about this too,
The material, evanescent like the wealth,
It seems he said a time would come, when,
The money is not worth the paper it’s in print,
What to say of success, more than the King,
Who’s mortal hand, as empty as a newborn,
As his mortal was led down the street lined,

Seems they said much more ; now real too…
It is time to hear those faint echoes of time,
Ancients, strange habits seem so in tune,
Let’s put our ears on the ground, let’s listen,
To the faint voices of teachers across time,
For we can hear it better as troopers near..

~Dr. Easwar

#corona

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Maarghazhi Sun


This sod tosses hapless, to the left and then to the right,
As the Lord’s poetic beauty pulls at it, to have it whole,
He pulls at it with his beloved’s and their poetic beau,
Written on palm, written by him, timeless, faded but kept alive,
Sung by devout, heard by this sod, loved by all,
Helplessly pulled to the beloved it sings,
Like the garland tossed worn once and then twice,
First to the right and then to the left,
Each as beautiful as other, What to choose,
Between the fathomless fire and the conch’s grace,
‘Tis the last month of the westerners days,
With his twelve books under lock,
The Lord in his grace and yearn,
To meet his beloved and unite,
As a morning lore to the sleeping devout,
Sung by friends to raise her to union,
Thus the song goes sung by the Lord,
This month where he yearns his children back,
How beautiful is the next month, when a child sings,
Waiting for his Grace to swoop down on holy bird,
The union she craves, to her Lord she prays, alas,
To the lover demigod she then beseeches and then to her brother,
One month and then the next she waits for her Lord,
His grace does come and she does unite, as,
They call him to receive the palm leaves he scribed, 
As Sun moves North after it’s sojourn south,
He moves me from south up to the north,
The south facing Lord pushes my swing,
As it sails north to the hands of the Lord with the conch,
The new rice boils over, sweet jaggery crusted,
Thimble can’t contain the ocean that swells forth.


Maarghazhi is the Tamil month which falls between December – January. Thaai is the next and Maasi after it.

These three months also coincide with excursion of the Sun and it’s travel north, uttaraayana, as per Indian calendar. This is considered auspicious. The festivals of Samkraanthi and associated Tamil festival of Pongal, Paavai Nonbu, Manmadan Nonbu are all done at this time.

Paavai Nonbu, Manmadan Nonbu are Vaishnavite vows where they simulate Aandaal, a lady Vaishnavite saint of Tamil Nadu and her intense longing to unite with Vishnu.

Similarly in Shavite tradition this month is a time where the twelve Thirumurai books are kept under lock and only a section from Thrivaasagam, the ThiruvenPaavai composed by Saint Manickavaasagar is sung. This is a long followed tradition.

Thiruppavai sung by Saint Aandaal and ThiruvenPaavai sung by Saint Manickavaasagar are Vaishnavite and Shaivite hymns that attract the devotee with sheet poetic beauty and surprisingly composed around the same theme raising the devotee to an union with the beloved.

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On a day when IMA strikes for NMC Bill in India, it is fair to ask this Poll


I think this retweet and re-poll is a fair question to ask when the #NMC bill has been passed and the Indian Medical Association which is supposedly formed to protect the rights of the practicing doctor (Modern Medicine in India) has asked Doctors all over India to strike work today

Has really the IMA been proactive with regards to NMC ?

Has it really shown a similar protest like the one whcih was witnessed when goons protected by the West Bengal CM beat up a doctor ?

Is indeed the doctor community itself aware of the NMC bill and what it contains ?

Has the striking doctors read the whole bill or is the whole thing just a blind leading the blind / coercion of professional aquaintance ?

I am surprised that in far away land, this poll that I chanced on asks similar questions about their medical association.

You can find the poll below…

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Cerebral-palsy General Pediatric Orthopedics

Pediatric Orthopedic & Cerebral palsy Clinic at Thiruvananthapuram


Dear Friends,

I’m extremely happy to inform you that I am starting a Pediatric Orthopedic and Cerebral Palsy Clinic at Sri Ramakrishna Ashrama Charitable Hospital, Shasthamangalam, Thiruvanathapuram.

Please find below the video announcement of the same.

Cerebral Palsy Clinic at Sri Ramakrishna Ashrama Hospital, Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala

This is a subsidised care hospital which will serve the poor and help establish a sustainable care for children with Movement disorders, Cerebral Palsy and other Pediatric Orthopedic problems.

Appointments can be taken at the numbers or email listed below.

Phone No : 
0471 – 2722125, 2727607, 2726603, 2722535, 2722531, 2722532, 2725537, 2727393

FAX :

0471 – 2313502

Email : 

thiruvananthapuram@rkmm.org,

info@ramakrishnaashramahospital.com

Dr. Easwar TR
Pediatric Orthopedic & Spine Surgeon

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#ArtForACause #Wayanad


#Wayanad.
Acrylic on Canvas Board with Palette Knife.
My first with Palette knife and acrylic. A demanding media requiring quick work. I think I fared all right for a first!

This painting is part of #ArtForACause fundraising series with Dr Sekar Michael and Dr. PA Suresh at ICCONS , #Shoranur for children suffering from #CerebralPalsy ,#Autism and #MovementDisorders

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Wayanad Acrylic on Canvas with Palette Knife
Wayanad Acrylic on Canvas with Palette Knife #ArtForACause

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Free Will and Fate – the Macbeth conflict


Free will versus Fate has been always a subject of debate between the believers and non-believers. They seem to conflict as free will would mean that fate is null and void and vice versa. On the one hand God is pictured as the all powerful fate controller and orchestrator of all things and on the other he seems to have given the beings a free will and a necessity of make an effort, an independent effort, towards doing whats good. These seem to be at odds with each other as the ‘independent’ would mean that its a realm where God doesn’t have control over. The conflict for the believer whether to put in hard work and free will to attain anything in this world if everything is already preordained by God. So whats’ it ? Free will, effort, or its all just fate ? Bhagawan Sri Ramana Maharishi on this topic when probed as said (words to this effect), “inquire as to to whom is the fate and who does the work. When this is inquired and found out then one will know that there is no fate and no willing“. Sad-Dharsanam of Sri. Kaavyakanta Ganapathi Muni alludes to this conflict of Fate versus Free will and asks us to enquire to whom this fate and free will is for . The answer would be the body which is different from the ‘self’. By this self-inquiry (Vichaara) on attains Self-realisation. Sad-Dharsanam is the Sanskrit translation of Bhagawan Sri Ramana Maharshi’s Tamil work UllathuNaarpathu. Sad Dharshanam by Sri. Kaavya Kanta Ganapati Muni
Sad Dharshanam by Sri. Kaavya Kanta Ganapati Muni
My lines …. #Poetry #Poem #WillPower #Fate #MacbethOf Free will or Fate : A conflict for the believer whether to put in hard work and free will to attain anything in this world if everything is already preordained  by God.
On Free Will or Fate : the spiritual conflict of the believer
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#ArtForACause a Painting project by Doctors for fundraising


Delighted to announce an Art Project with Dr. Suresh (Director , Neurologist , ICCONS) , Dr. Sekar Michael ( Pediatric Anesthetist, ICCONS) and Dr. Easwar TR (Pediatric Orthopedic & Spine Surgeon , ICCONS) as fund raising campaign for treatment of children with #CerebralPalsy, Movement Disorders, Chronic Pain and #Autism. This will be an ongoing project.

First day was today. Wonderful experience at ICCONS, Shoranur.

Lovely to see that many of the staff from Speech and Audiology participated as well.

We plan to improve this in the next iteration and pool all the paintings we paint ( Dr. Suresh, Dr. Sekar and myself ) to help build a fundraiser.

We will be holding these painting sprints at frequent intervals.

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The Empty Rusted Bucket


An afternoon walk across my backyard where there is an old well inspired this. I had just strolled amongst the tall grass which grows and almost kicked the rusted neglected bucket `.

Sudden inspiration followed and I composed this poem about neglect of what was once useful, now neglected, still owned, but not cared or sought after. Its rusted, unused, leaking but we still had not disposed it : much like our old and aged who worked their heart out but are now neglected in their own homes, un-listened to, if I may refer to it that way. 

The Empty Rusted Bucket
The Empty Rusted Bucket
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Of Happiness


Happiness, as in the context of a Hindu (a cultural, subcontinental cultural expression, rather than a narrow religious term) is something that was thought about my the brightest minds. 

Essays,Books, Schools, Religions have been built and nurtured on it’s name. Avatars created, Saints glorified. 

Yet, for an average human in present day world with it’s plentiful amenities and material distractions, happiness seems as elusive as before; sometimes more so. The Hindu always felt its something that comes from within, our very nature, its always there, not something that’s got from outside. Our cravings, which trouble our mind and if obtained satisfy it merely gives us temporary mental satisfaction which subsides the waves of restlessness in our Chitta (A yogic term, mind-space would be a close translation) which allows the pre-existing happiness to shine through. 

A Hindu, views all material happiness as temporary and bitter sweet since all material pursuits are attaching us with action and thoughts in the direction which opens us up for Karma.

So for a  Hindu, happiness is our native state which we have muddled with our desires and pursuits. 

of Happiness
Of Happiness
Of Happiness
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Cry of the Zealot


It is a time of churn in India, as anywhere else in the world.

The old secular , leftist and liberal schools which was built learning upon the lessons of The World Wars, the Revolutions of Russia, France, the thoughts of Marx, Mao, Lenin and Stalin gradually had gone stale. What once helped the oppressed people solve their day to day issues had become in some cases initiator of violence or oppression themselves. The Right meanwhile is more appealing to people as it promises to take people back to the Good-Old-Days. It promises the glory days.

For almost 6 decades after independence of India the Left Parties, Leftist policies where popular. Over time, increasing conflicts between the once shunned Right and the ubiquitous Left are common place. Narratives are built with cases of return to old glory in the case of Right and of oppression or class struggle in the case of Left.

The society seems to swing between one form of violence and injustice to another, swinging past the midpoint of peace. While this seems to be a post World War phenomenon, in reality, the fight between thought schools are not new; at least to the South of India. Indian Civilization being so ancient, it has seen similar days in the past. It has lived and survived these to tell its tales.

Examples of how the Jains and Buddhists – The Heterodox systems- had frequent conflicts with Shaivas (Worshippers of Lord Shiva ) and Vaishnavas (Worshippers of Lord Vishnu )  – the Orthodox systems – are detailed in Tamil Scripture of Periya Puranam. There are even descriptions of impalement, immersion in lime, drowning a saint in ocean tied to rope, and several such mass attempts at conversion to a school of thought. Well, if one looks critically at these, convert-or-perish instances of those times, it was no different from the crimes committed by the IS terrorists now where they behead non-Islamists. Yet, these beliefs co-existed, albeit with friction, with royal patronage to a particular school of thought.  The Royals were rarely  ‘secular’ , to use today’s terminology. Yet, there seems to be times in past where the saints seem to come from all stratas of society and they were respected equally. In Periyapuranam and elsewhere in South Indian history, there are references to a number of saints who have come from humble social backgrounds ( which now belong to oppressed social classes ) and are equally respected – and in some cases more – by the peer saints and followers alike. This does seem strange when we consider that South India actually required a Temple Entry proclamation to allow the commoners from “lower castes” to enter the temples again in 19-20 century. This was about 500 years after the saints from the very same castes were actually venerated. So we really are not sure when the social degradation happened. One thing is certain. Depending on ones ideology – left or right, one can choose to go back to either a past where caste oppression and persecution existed or to one where they apparently did not . I use the word ‘apparent’ because here I have to go by the scriptural records and not actual rock edicts themselves.

[ 

Some terminologies I use in the poem I am translating here to stimulate further reading : 

'Austere Potter' : Saint Thiru Neelakanta Kuyavanar, first saint listed by Saint Sundarar in his list of 63

'Shepherd'  : Saint Sri Thirumoolar, composer of Thirumanthiram

'Toddy and fish loving incarnation' : Sri Mutthappan, Kannur, Kerala

'Fearless tiger mounted battlegod of yore'  : Sri Ayyappan of Sabarimala, Kerala

'lowly ox' : Ochira Parabrahmam, Ochira, Kerala

'first monist' : Adi Sankara , Kaladi , Kerala composer of Manisha Panchakam

]

Recent rise of right wing in India has witnessed renewed conflict between Left  and Right at various levels ; political and otherwise. Some of these have been peaceful, but many especially in the district of Kannur, Kerala State  has been especially bloody. The once popular Left movement in India is on the wane as it is losing state after another. The right on the other hand is on the rise. Probably the Left has moved away from the minds of people and Right is occupying the space.

It would be nice if there is no violence and lasting peace. My wish.

Cry of the Zealot
Cry of the Zealot

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Ode to The Monkey


India’s tryst with Yoga is deep rooted in symbolism and runs deep into its spiritual classics, poetry, theory, ritualistic practice, grand-mother story telling and visual art forms. The pervasive, repetitive and at times outwardly silly, unreal, mythical symbolism is probably one of the factors that has prevented the pillages, marauders and missionaries from destroying what India now offers to the world. They probably thought its too silly to be having anything worth annihilating.

Breath, the Monkey mind are common symbolisms in the epic written by sage Valmiki – The Ramayana. Hanuman,  the ‘monkey God’, is literally  Hanu (kill) and Man (mind).  He is the symbol of Yoga and since he is the son of Wind ( Vaayu-Putra) . He is also the symbolism for halting the mind, going beyond it by practicing breathing techniques and meditation which enables the union of estranged devotee ( the Sita, literally born of earth) and eternal soul (Rama, The God, literally one who charms) held apart in an Island by the forces of darkness ( habits of body, mind and the Ego )

All observing non-changing soul bound is thus dipped into the erroneous identity with the body by the chord of breath. This identity can be reclaimed by tracing its origins back via the breath, the Hanuman, and killing the mind enables the realization that one is nothing but the never changing, unborn, undying unary eternal soul.

This is union we seek. This is the union that brings peace.

To the Monkey Mind and quietening breath which kills it then , 

ode-to-monkey

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I am Shiva : A tribute to an unmoving belief


It has been a tough month for the home state of Kerala, which is grappling with the worst flood in a century.  It has been a testing time for humanitarian work, for beliefs, for politics … for everything.  Theories abound as to what caused the floods ranging from human disruption of natural ecosystem, divine wrath, Solar Minimum year, weak El-Nino/a effect, a mix of these and several other variations of these theories.

I distinctly remembered on morning in #Palakkad as it rained. This was before the floods. The first day of several that were to follow that first drenched and then drowned the state. As I drove from Coimbatore, a border city of Tamil Nadu to Palakkad, Kerala for work at about 8 am. As I drove past the western ghats I saw that the rain clouds hung so low and it was an eerie drive to say the least. Never in my memory have I seen clouds so low. I knew something was amiss. I called my wife and told her something was not right. Nothing however prepared me or my state for what was to come.

The rains started barely minutes after I drove into Palakkad. It had been drizzling the night before, but it just got heavier and heavier. Pounding continued for 2 days and flooded north Kerala first. Then it subsided for a day over Palakkad on Saturday leaving it in floods, something that the natives bragged they’d never seen.

But still nothing prepared Kerala for the destruction they were about to witness in the coming week. Rain pounded Kerala (especially middle Kerala) in coming days and left it battling floods, death and destruction.

In midst of the destruction speculation emerged that this maybe a divine wrath (specifically of Sabarimala deity Ayyapan) and other exhorting people to ‘pray for Kerala’. Needless to say, the non-believers camp rejected these with their own rebuttals and even some going to the extent to labelling prayer as useless. Their argument being that prayer at this hour of crisis is useless. What is required is working hands at ground zero.

Of course, these arguments represent a variant of the believer non-believer clash that has been there since time immemorial. At times of crisis like this where any argument of a merciful divine force does not appeal with rampant, apparently unreasonable destruction all-around, it is a time to reflect on ones belief.

These lines were penned before the flood, on the day of heavy rains in Palakkad that preceded the flood. Even just seeing the rains it was amply clear that something was grossly wrong. These rains were not normal. I knew it as going to be trouble. The lines was also partly meditative, as I prayed for rain to ease.

These lines are a tribute to the constant tug of war in nature and in spirit that tests our beliefs : whether it be theistic or atheistic. Man constantly asks God, but…

This was also penned before, this a tribute to the my home state.

 

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Kerala Flood : A Tribute to my land


It was late in the day, i was standing at driveway gate turning off the lights to my clinic. I just glanced across the road where the indoor stadia is. This is where young college kids are working round the clock , selflessly for the flood victims. They receive relief materials sent across the border and sort it. Authorities are scant, but I’m told the work is supervised.

I was struck how a fracturing society had gelled by a near cataclysm.

My two lines worth were penned then

I titled it my kerala (ente keralam )

My Kerala

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MITRA Medical Trust … our little helping hand to the poor is 3 years old


Boy are we joyous !

Our MITRA Medical Trust is now 4 years old.

This August 5th we are marking this event with the first public function at #Palakkad, #Kerala with dignitaries and beneficiaries.

We started on this journey 4 years ago, just a little band of friends who managed to get together after 20 years of separation after high school thanks to the newly emerging social networking services of Orkut, Facebook and Whatsapp.

The joy of getting back together about 20 years after out 10th class was marked with a reunion function and post-reunion, we sublimated the camaraderie by resolving to form MITRA, a medical trust to help poor people with treatment.

MITRA stands for Medical Intervention Treatment and Rehabilitation Assistance. Our goal is to lend a helping hand via our internal contributions (as much as possible) to the needy for medical treatment and/or rehabilitation.

Overtime, with the grace of almighty, love of our well wishers we could achieve this and much more. We have been blessed to have the good fortune of delivering help to almost 75 poor patient across a range of diseases disbursing as much as 24 lakh of Indian Rupees. No mean effort considering most of this was from our own internal donations.

A celebration was in order !!

This is then the first ever public function of the Trust. Mr. P.R.Seshadri , MD, Karur Vysya Bank , Mr. M. B. Rajesh MP, Mr. Shaif Parambil MLA, Ms. Pramila Sasidharan, Municipal Chairperson, Palakkad and Father Paul Thekkiniyath will grace the function.

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