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 Max:  124.80  Ft
 Level:  89.35  Ft
 Inflow:  2740  Cusecs
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CITY DECKED AND SPRUCED FOR DASARA TOMORROW

Nadoja Dr. Chennaveera Kanavi to inaugurate Naada Habba at 11.40 am tomorrow.

CM to present Rajya Sangeetha Vidwan Award to Hindustani vocalist Pt. Somnath Mardur.

Mysuru, Sept. 30 - It is that time of the year again when all eyes turn towards the erstwhile kingdom of the Wadiyars of Mysuru and the Dasara grandeur, in all its splendour, of those times. Of course, Dasara is a Naada Habba now with the State Government taking over the onus of making it a people’s festival, retaining its past glory. And this year, it will be 406th Dasara that will be inaugurated tomorrow (Oct.1).

In the run up to the mega event, almost all roads in the city have been given a facelift and government and private buildings, parks and circles have been illuminated. Different venues where a host of events are held as part of Dasara are ready to welcome visitors and tourists. The festival will culminate with Vijayadashami Jumboo Savari on Oct. 11 and the torchlight parade on the sam...more

     Special Coverage   
   Private vehicles banned to Chamundi Hill from tomorrow
   Dr. Chennaveera Kanavi's book released in city
   Shradhanjali Vahana service launched
   Money doubling racket busted; one arrested
   Pt. Somnath Mardur to receive Rajya Sangeetha Vidwan Award tomorrow
   Mysuru tourism gets new wings...
   KURUBARAHALLI SY NO. 4 AND ALANAHALLI SY NO. 41 LAND ROW: Residents to sport black badges in protest tomorrow
   Karanji and Siddarthanagar tax-payers to launch fast-unto-death in November
   Elderly woman robbed of chain in city
 


MUSINGS ON AFRICAN SAFARI-4

Denizens of wild Kenya here we come!

Every morning in African jungle a gazelle wakes up.

It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed.

Every morning lion wakes up.

It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death.

When the sun comes up everyone starts running.

— Anon

[Continued from Sept. 7]

For me, I can’t think of Kenya without thinking of its freedom fighter and first President Jomo Kenyatta. This is because he was a tall leader of that country, both physically and figuratively, who got independence in 1963 from the long rule of British, since 1895. If my memory serves me right he had come to India as a guest of Nehru. I also remember reading his speech in newspapers wherein he had said “hard work never kills anyone,” exhorting students.

Africa, known as the Dark Continent, so called because its hinterland was largely unknown until the late 19th century, to me now appeared like one at the threshold of new civilisation after seeing just a small part of it and for 14 days as a tourist. Thanks to the white people who colonised every country in the continent. As a result today we have only dark people, no dark continent. Of course, the northern part of Africa has a different geography and Arabs of fair skin.

We flew into Kenya’s capital Nairobi. A small Airport, understandably; we flew in Kenya Airlines. The capital city is also modest in its appearance. Unlike anywhere in the world where I had travelled, here for the first time I had totally a different experience. As we came out of the Airport four massive Nissan Land Rovers in olive green paint, Safari vehicles, were waiting. Since we were 24, we split into groups of 6 each and jumped into the new experience to go to the designated hotel in Nairobi. Our guide of Thomas Cook from Bengaluru Aniruddh announced thenceforth till we leave Kenya these four vehicles would ...more

     Feature Article  
OVER A CUP OF EVENING TEA: WHY I DON’T REGRET BECOMING A DOCTOR

By Dr. K. Javeed Nayeem, MD

Last week, while picking up fruits and groceries at a departmental store I also picked up an issue of ‘The Week’ from the book stand kept near the billing counter. Though it was outdated by almost two weeks I still decided to buy it and tossed it into my grocery cart. The reason why I did this was because that issue included a supplement on health matters which had a lead article called ‘Why I regret becoming a doctor.’

The less than three-page article kept me awake pretty late into the night...not because it was long enough to do that but because I sat pondering over what it said about what some others felt about being doctors and what I felt about being one. The article built up a case about all that was bad for the health and well being of people who chose the medical or dental fields as their professions and surprisingly, there was much truth in what it said.

But reminiscing about the forty-one-long years or a little more than two thirds of my life that I have spent being a medical student and a practising doctor I can say that there has never been even a single moment when I have ever regretted becoming a doctor. And, mind you, I have practiced medicine in all its possible forms, from being a fledgling foot-loose consultant and a full-time teacher in a medical college to being a full-fledged rural doctor, far away from civilisation for many years, visiting remote out-reach clinics to being attached to corporate hospitals to heading a hospital independently as I am now doing.

I started my professional life earning next to nothing from my practice and taking nothing from my salary as a teacher, preferring to forego it for the institution to do good to the public and I was happy. Soon after my marriage I joined a rural Christian Mission Hospital for a monthly salary equivalent to what most super-specialists now earn daily and my wife and I were happy. When I left the job six years later to put my children...more



 
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