Tag Archives: Ravi Shankar

Locked down!

P. Ravi Shankar Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia   Art by Devika Allath, Year 8, Willoughby Girls High School, Sydney, Australia, 13-year-old niece of the author. The sun was about to rise on another day of lockdown. At the beginning of a new day there is a vague sense of optimism, but that is followed by an […]

Sparing the living

P. Ravi Shankar Lalitpur, Nepal   Photography by Carlos Bartilotti Matos Krishna was dead. I was relaxing on the porch of my quarters next to the primary health center when Krishna’s relatives brought me the news of his demise. Though I was sad, I also felt a sense of relief. Krishna belonged to a poor […]

The influence of the internet on medical student learning: A personal perspective

P. Ravi Shankar Oranjestad, Aruba   The Medical College sprawls across a rocky hillside at Mulangunnathukavu (a real mouthful of a name) in a village some twelve kilometers from the town of Thrissur in central Kerala. It is a converted tuberculosis sanatorium, its various departments and administrative buildings housed in modified buildings. The kingdom of […]

The humanities in a traditional medical school

P. Ravi Shankar Aruba, Kingdom of the Netherlands Having been involved with medical humanities for over eight years in medical schools in Nepal and Aruba, I began to think about my own medical education in the late 1980s and early 1990s. The term medical humanities was not in vogue in India during those days, and […]

The man who could not stop smoking!

P. Ravi Shankar Aruba, Kingdom of the Netherlands   Village life in Kerala, India by Mr.Shajith KP Site Coordinator / Telemedicine facility Govt.TD Medical College, Alappuzha He was dark and swarthy, around five foot four. His posture was slightly stooped and the muscles of his upper arm and torso were becoming flabby. His hair was […]

The doctor and the doll

P. Ravi Shankar Aruba, Kingdom of the Netherlands    Norman Rockwell Doctor and doll Norman Rockwell, one of the most famous American artists of the twentieth century, depicted ordinary American life from an optimistic perspective. He once stated that he did not portray the ugly and the sordid, but portrayed life as he would like […]

My grandmother

Ravi Shankar Oranjestad, Aruba   The room was simple. A wooden bed on one side, a sofa for visitors on the other. Two unadorned wooden doors faced each other, allowing some cross ventilation. Both opened into long dark and cool corridors as was common in old houses in Kerala. I had often enquired as to […]