Salute to Brave Son’s of Mother India

I have the highest regard and respect for those brave sons’ who gave up their lives in the last few days, so that we could be secure. My eyes fill with tears for those who sacrificed their lives for the nation. My eyes fill with the redness of the blood of the innocent countrymen too!

Before hitting my pillow at 03.30 AM I thought let me see what’s the latest on the TV news channels? Practically every TV channel was showing cremation of our martyrs’ and I only saw a few photo placards displayed!. A thought crossed my mind “but I heard there were many more than just a few that I see here that died! And who are those and their names? I then, tried searching on the various search engines of the list of those names than just the ones I see on the TV now.

My internet search engine however, sprung up with a strange comment of the Maharashtra Chief Minister, Mr Vilasrao Deshmukh. "Eleven of our policemen laid down their lives, including five good officers,"

1. Hemant Karkare (IPS) Chief of Anti-Terrorism Squad, Maharashtra.
2. Ashok Kamte (IPS), additional commissioner of police, East Region, Mumbai.
3. Vijay Salaskar, police inspector, anti-extortion cell, Mumbai.
4. Maj. Sandeep Unnikrishnan, a National Security Guard (NSG) commando
5. H.C. Gajendra Singh, another National Security Guard (NSG) commando
   

The only website which has published the names of the brave men was CNN quoting IBN which listed the other slain police officers as: Who probably were not so good officers in the eyes of the Chief Minister of Maharashtra state.

1. Shashank Shinde, police inspector, CST Railway Police Station, Mumbai.
2. Praksh P. More, police sub inspector, LT Marg Police Station
3. Bapusaheb Durugade, police sub inspector, L.A.1, Naigaon
4. Tukaram G. Omble, assistant police sub inspector, D.B. Marg Police Station
5. Balasaheb Bhosale, assistant police sub inspector
6. Arun Chitte, police constable
7. Jaywant Patil, police constable
8. Yogesh Patil, police constable
9. Ambadas Pawar, police constable
10. M.C. Chowdhary, police head constable, R.P.F.
11. Mukesh B. Jadhav, Home Guard constable

A military funeral was held today in Bangalore for Maj. Sandeep Unnikrishnan, a National Security Guard (NSG) commando who braved his life at the Taj hotel. The body of another NSG officer, H.C. Gajendra Singh, was taken to his native Dehradun who laid his life at Mumbai's Chabad House, a Jewish community center.

I do not wish to say any more than I have. Readers of the blog are free to draw their own interpretation and the difference between “good officers” and” the other’s” in the eyes of the politicians of our “great nation”

Homage to Father of Beatles - George Harrison

Today in 2001, George Harrison died
The spiritual leader of the Beatles

"Beatles" the group as we know it was launched the same year as my birth. And my like for "Beatles" probably emanates from this coincidence. I also do not know but for strange reason, I hid my liking for Beatles and George Harrison in particular!. When I explored this strange personal secret of mine deep within me, the answer that I got "was my personal weakness to stand up to Beatles association with drugs. Today I do not feel that way and I can announce my liking of Beatles irrespective of their personal vices or likings. I know that I love their talent as music givers and that's the end of my association with them and this reason has nothing wrong to be hidden.

George Harrison, lead guitarist for the Beatles, died on November 29, 2001, at age 58. His death followed a long struggle with cancer. "He left this world as he lived in it, conscious of God, fearless of death, and at peace, surrounded by family and friends," Harrison's family said in a statement. "He often said, 'Everything else can wait but the search for God cannot wait, and love one another."

Harrison, taught fellow Beatle John Lennon how to play the guitar, served as the legendary group's spiritual leader, introducing his band mates to the philosophy of Maharishi Mahesh Yogi and transcendental meditation. In the mid-60s, Harrison learned the sitar from Indian master Ravi Shankar, which Harrison then played on Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, popularizing the Sitar's use in rock music.

Harrison was born on February 25, 1943, in Liverpool, England. He was eldest amongst four children. He first picked up the guitar at age 13 and was introduced to John Lennon by Liverpool Institute chum Paul McCartney in the late 1950s. He sporadically played with Lennon's Quarrymen. Harrison, McCartney, and Lennon formed The Silver Beatles in 1959, promptly eliminated Silver from the name, and made it a foursome in 1962, with the addition of Ringo Starr.

The song "I Want to Hold Your Hand" sparked "Beatlemania" in the United States and the band was propelled to international stardom was also launched on this day in 1964. He was married to Patti Boyd from 1966 to 1977. After they divorced Boyd married Harrison's good friend Eric Clapton. Harrison married Olivia Arias in 1978, shortly after the birth of their son, Dhani.

Songs Written by George Harrison

1. Blue Jay Way, 2. Don't Bother Me, 3. For You Blue, 3. Here Comes,

4. The SunI Me Mine 5. I Need You, 6. I Want To Tell You,

7. If I Needed Someone, 8. It's All Too Much, 9. Long, Long, Long,

10. Love You To, 11.Old Brown Shoe, 12. Only A Northern Song, 13. Piggies,

14. Savoy Truffle, 15. Something, 16. Taxman, 17. The Inner Light,

18. Think For Yourself, 19. While My Guitar Gently Weeps,

20. Within You Without You, 21.You Like Me Too Much

Sitar Mastero Ravi Shanker Gives George Harrison Sitar
Lesson

Beatles broke up in 1970, Harrison then opened a movie production company and embarked on a solo career. In November 1970 he released the ambitious and well-received All Things Must Pass, produced by Phil Specter. "My Sweet Lord" went to No. 1 on the pop charts. The 1971 he produced two benefit concerts to aid the victims of the war between Pakistan and India. The album recorded at the concert won the Album of the Year Grammy. On December 30, 1999, an intruder broke into Harrison's Oxfordshire estate and stabbed him repeatedly. His attacker, Michael Abram, was declared insane and acquitted. Harrison's death leaves only two remaining members of the Fab Four, Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr.

केवल दो गीत लिखे मैंने Only two songs I wrote

Part of my operation list was postponed this afternoon due to the sudden illness of a patient and thus no wonder sat on the television watching the live coverage of Mumabai tragedy, flipping channels on Tata-Sky. After some times the pain of the innocents overwhelmed and frustration started cropping in. Before slipping into the mood of despondancy I began started surfing on the net and came across this song written by Rajendra Rajan from Sharanpur, which I liked. I have done my inept translation, I hope you may like. Nirmal


इक गीत तुम्हारे मिलने का One song, when I met you
इक गीत तुम्हारे खोने का One song, when I lost you

सड़कों-सड़कों, शहरों-शहरों Roads-Roads, Cities-Cities
नदियों-नदियों, लहरों-लहरों Rivers-Rivers, Waves-Waves
विश्वास किये जो टूट गये Several trusts were broken
कितने ही साथी छूट गये Several friends left
पर्वत रोये-सागर रोये Mountains cried–seas wept
नयनों ने भी मोती खोये Eyes too lost thier sheen

सौगन्ध गुंथी-सी अलकों में In eyes full of promises
गंगा-जमुना सी पलकों में and lashes like Ganges-Yamuna
केवल दो स्वप्न बुने मैंने I weaved only two dreams
इक स्वप्न तुम्हारे जगने का One dream of yours waking-up
इक स्वप्न तुम्हारे सोने का One dream of your going to sleep

बचपन-बचपन, यौवन-यौवन Childhood-Childhood, Youth-Youth
बन्धन-बन्धन, क्रन्दन-क्रन्दन Ties-Ties, Torments-Torments
नीला अम्बर,श्यामल मेघा Blue skies, Dark clouds
किसने धरती का मन देखा Has anyone seen the soul of the land
सबकी अपनी मजबूरी है All have their own incapabilities
चाहत के भाग्य लिखी दूरी Distances are created by the fate of love

मरुथल-मरुथल,जीवन-जीवन Desserts-Desserts, Life-Life
पतझर-पतझर, सावन-सावन Autumn-Autumn, Rains-Rains
केवल दो रंग चुने मैंने I chose only two colors
इक रंग तुम्हारे हंसने का One is of your smile
एक रंग तुम्हारे रोने का and one of yours' sadness

केवल दो गीत लिखे मैंने Only two songs I wrote
इक गीत तुम्हारे मिलने का One song, when I met you
इक गीत तुम्हारे खोने का One song, when I lost you

राजेन्द्र राजन-सहारनपुर Rajendra Rajan-Saharanpur

Terror in India is not faceless

What is currently struck with a terrorist attack. Surprisingly this is not an anonymous terror that has hit many cities in recent years when faceless terrorists planted bombs and disappeared. This time, the terror merchants have came out in the open, throwing grenades, and firing indiscriminately from what seemed like AK-47s, killing and seriously wounding many and taking several people hostage. If the serial blasts of the past were surreptitious attacks on humanity that left investigators clueless in most cases, what happening now is an audacious attempt at creating panic, the like of which India had never seen.

“The way they have gone about conducting this particular operation is a clear sign that they wanted to spread as much panic in Mumbai as possible,” a senior police officer said. “The amount of terror and panic these attacks have generated could never have been achieved by serial blasts.” Parts of Mumbai resemble war zone with gunmen moving from one street to another, exchanging fire with the police and leaving blood-soaked bodies in their wake.

May Almighty bring peace in the minds and hearts of these misguided terrorists so that they may leave the world to live in peace.

A central intelligence officer said this attack is of such high magnitude that it had the potential for denting the image of Mumbai as a peaceful destination for foreigners for a long time. “One can imagine what kind of terror can spread among citizens when they see that a dozen terrorists walk inside vital and important installations in the city and shoot people dead,” the officer said.
It is very clear from this attack that the terrorists have now decided to expose themselves, form suicide squads, and attack so that maximum damage and terror is created.

Happy Friendship Day

Someone sent me a nice and an emotional email this morning. I am publishing to share excerpts from it, on the occassion of friendship day.

I've learned that , no matter what happens , how bad it seems today , life does go on , and it will be better tomorrow.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled wired lights.

I've learned that , regardless of your relationship with your parents , you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life.'I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness , it will elude you But , if you focus on your family , your friends , the needs of others , your work and doing the very best you can , happiness will find you.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart , I usually makethe right decision.I've learned that even when I have pains , I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day , you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch -- holding hands , a warm hug , or just a friendly paton the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

FRIENDSHIP CANDLE IS NOTICED AT THE END....

AND THE DATE THE CANDLE WAS STARTED SURPRISES YOU.

I am not going to be the one who lets it die. I found it believable -- angels have walked beside me all my life--and they still do. This is to all of you who mean something to me , I pray for your happiness.

The Candle Of Love, Hope & Friendship is being sent to you by me, who loves you and has kept it alive by sending it to you. Don't let The Candle of Love , Hope and Friendship die. Pass it On To All Of Your Friends and Everyone You Love!

May God richly bless you!

Inventor, Transplant Surgeon Dr Adrian Kantrowitz dies Nov 19, 2008

CVTS ICU, SGPGI Lucknow: Whilst we were putting IABP around midnight last night in a young man of 45, who had a massive heart attack a few days ago, now awaiting his emergency coronary bypass surgery few hours later, I had no idea that he inventor, who developed and provided us with this wonderful life saving device has passed away almost the same time.

Dr Adrian Kantrowitz, the surgeon who performed the first human heart transplant in the US, the second worldwide, died late last week at age 90 from complications from heart failure.

In a surgical career of more than 6 decades, Kantrowitz is credited with designing and using more than 20 medical devices that aided circulation and vital functions, including the intra-aortic balloon pump (IABP), the left ventricular assist device (LVAD), and an early version of the implantable defibrillator.

Kantrowitz will forever be remembered as the first surgeon in the US to perform a heart transplant. On December 6, 1967, he implanted a heart into a baby with a fatal heart defect, doing so just three days after South African surgeon Dr Christiaan Barnard performed the world's first cardiac transplant.

New York Times notes that Kantrowitz had practiced hundreds of heart transplants in animals over the previous four years and had been on track to be the first to surgically implant a human heart. The previous year he had been prevented at the last minute because the donor infant had not been declared brain dead.

In addition to replacing hearts, he "concentrated on finding ways to supplement the work of the natural heart with an impressive array of circulatory devices of his own invention." Of these, the most noteworthy invention was the LVAD, which he implanted for the first time in 1972. The IABP, invented in 1967, has been used in roughly three million patients since the 1980s when it went into general use.

Born in New York City on October 4, 1918, Kantrowitz graduated from New York University with a degree in mathematics. He attended the Long Island College of Medicine, which is now part of SUNY Downstate Medical Center, and interned at Brooklyn Jewish Hospital. His medical education was fast-tracked, however, as part of an accelerated program to supply doctors for World War II. He joined the Army Medical Corps as a battalion surgeon, where he served for two years.

In 1948, Kantrowitz practiced surgery at Montefiore Hospital in the Bronx and later moved to the Maimonides Medical Center in Brooklyn, where he held a surgical post. In 1970, Kantrowitz moved his entire team to Detroit, teaching at Wayne State University School of Medicine and practicing at Sinai Hospital.

Kantrowitz is survived by his wife, Jean, and his three children, Niki, Lisa, and Allen, all of whom are doctors.

Our hearfelt condolosence to the family and sincere gratitude to the inventor who has helped in saving millions of lives including the one who is father of 3 young kids, whom I have operated today.

May Dr Kantrowitz devine soul live in peace.