This Doctor’s Day begins with silence

A silence of mourning. For the doctors who lost their lives during last year, particularly in the recent Ahmedabad plane crash, lives dedicated to saving others, cut short in seconds. They were not passengers. They were physicians en route to healing. Their final journey was not for vacation, but for vocation. And that makes their passing all the more sacred. We raise our hearts in tribute. Because when a doctor dies in the line of duty, something deeper than a heartbeat stops, a promise does.

Thousand Unseen Moments Behind the White Coat

Doctor’s Day is not a marketing event for health apps or hospital chains. It is, or should be, a moment to reflect. To reflect on what it really means to be a doctor. Not just in high-tech ICUs, but in overburdened OPDs, understaffed wards and emotionally charged hospital corridors. Let’s talk honestly.

What does a day look like for many of us?

100 patients in one OPD shift. Barely 3 minutes per patient, if you are lucky. Attendants pressing in. Voices rising. “Doctor sahab, hum pehle aaye hain, pehle humari baari hai!” People on your back. On your breath. On your nerves. There are days you don’t even drink water. There are........

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