My grandfather was the first MBBS student of Manipur (those days people mostly studied only LMP). He joined the Calcutta Medical College after his ISc. at the Cotton College. But a few months into his course,he developed a debilitating carbuncle that made him come back home. On recovery,he found that the government had stopped his monthly stipend without which it was not possible for him to continue his studies. It's a different story that he later went on to occupy respectable positions in the government.
Years later,he sent his brother for studying LMP (Licensed Medical Practitioner) at the Berry White Medical College (presently Assam Medical College, Dibrugarh). However, during his internship,he contracted tuberculosis. Those days there were no Rifampicin,INH or Streptomycin. He coughed blood to his death.
Perhaps,my grandfather's dream of seeing a doctor in his brother crashed again. It has been decades since my grand-father passed away but today he has a family of 14 doctors.I have other family members who also had been affected by this disease, nosocomial,acquired from their work place.
Like me, if you look around in your family,relatives or neighborhood, you may find that someone or the other had been affected by this disease.
We need to wreck our vengeance and for that what we are doing now is not enough.
We can belong to a generation proud to say that we eradicated this 4000 year old disease but it's no cake walk....because I am not talking of vividly visible flies or mosquitoes here, I am talking of a very capricious microorganism that has been dodging all advances in health science.
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