the Indian Dental Association had organised a dental health care programme for the anganwadi healtcare workers.. i was asked whether i'd go for a week and lecture to these ppl ab8 taking care ab8 their teeth, thus i and a friend had to go to fringe villages close to nagpur-bhandara but with rains crashing down crazy the trip started on the wrong note
to make it worse i reached Nagpur on Tuesday after a 20 hour bus ride, 6 hours late and as such the first day lectures were postponed to a later date. i hoped things would ease out for me
but Mr Murphy was still in a benevolent mood , so the next day i had to lecture these 150 odd anganwadi ladies... and the slide projector refuses to cooperate ....somehow i managed to talk for 30 mins with out no visual aids...
the next day thankfully everything worked and i managed to talk for an hour without a hitch....
during the lecture i realized how the life out there in the villages is so many things that we take r for granted are prized out there
and as we were the for the dental awareness thing.. just realized that for a dentist these villagers had to travel at least 60kms...
somehow during the course of three days.. i developed a bond with the ppl who were helping me..harish, nagesh and atma kumar(pandit).. i was enamoured by pandit most of all... very straight guy from benaras out in mumbai to make a living...i was amazed to find innocence still alive...
on the last day we had to travel close to 160 kms away frm nagpur to lakhandur...3 hrs to and 3 hrs fro with a lecture of an hour and a half.. i was ready to leave for pune with all of them asking me and my friend to stay on and take care of the Nagpur leg too... i felt bad leaving but had to..
one week of crazy travel...loving and caring ppl all around... and two 20 hour bus ride.. and memories to remember... truly would remember the week for a lifetime-
life is not how many days we live... but how many days we make special for ourselves.. i had one special week
13 years ago
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Nice... reminded me of my fifth standard.. when we had been to Talegaon and Raigad(i think) to teach terrace farming to the villagers there... It was one of the best experiences of my life.. i was a kid then... how much i wish i could do somemore for the people living there... i have been dying to strike a cord with people in UNICEF so that i could get to do some work there... hmmm...
Hmmm... what a week it was... starting frm the moment we boarded the bus... or when we ended at the wrong pick up spot- cant decide which one was better- ;)
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