Author Archives: Docpoet

The socio-economic fallout of the Coronavirus pandemic has been highest on women, who are juggling an ever-increasing burden of responsibilities. The world is in a state of pandemonium She stands erect, as the custodian Of her family, fiercely protective Managing somehow to stay productive Juggling virtual meetings, virtual schooling and more Conjuring new tricks toContinue reading “Superwoman in-charge”

In a world of abbreviated words and letters dropped I realized that inadvertently I had stopped Using the fundamental punctuation tool, the humble period (.) The reasons for this were perhaps myriad- While typing out patient notes detailed I skimped on the number of characters typed, so I would not fail To complete patient chartsContinue reading “What’s in a period (.)?”

How did we get to all or none? If we don’t agree with each other, we are done Trying to find to the predicament a mutual solution The problem affects both of us, we need resolution But poles apart and sharply polarized we stand Unwilling to even listen to each other, much less understand ThatContinue reading “Poles Apart..”

Without reflection, we go blindly on our way, creating more unintended consequences, and failing to achieve anything useful. Margaret J. Wheatley I held up the mirror before me one day To understand what it might have to say To see me hurtling through life as though I were a river that needed to flow.. PropelledContinue reading “Pause for Reflection..”

No one had predicted such an occurrence A catastrophe leading to worldwide sufferance But there are lessons hidden in each calamity The pandemic has delivered a blow to human vanity Our survival instinct that lay dormant Has resurfaced to deal with the torment.. New revelations, new lessons have appeared While we navigate the waters withContinue reading “Lessons from the pandemic”

“Like yin and yang, truth and lies are inseparable, each containing a seed of the other. No words are ever entirely true or entirely untrue.”– Chloe Thurlow Looks like the perfect material has been invented Called truth- In myriad forms it can be presented Bendable, stretchable, moldable by humankind Capable of playing tricks with yourContinue reading “Truth-or a dressed-up lie?”

Sometimes life happens to be just that way What really bothers her, she simply cannot say The pain she swallows like a pill, there is no choice Resentment, discontentment are all internalized, they don’t get a voice The moving parts of her marriage are hidden from prying eyes The truth bleeds inside, covered by anContinue reading “Her marriage..”

I think an unhealthy habit I have acquired Of clicking on icons on my screen, more than required Of course my work demands thousands of clicks each day I can make huge changes to patients’ lives in this way And then there is the mindless browsing of which we all may be In way orContinue reading “Don’t just click away!”

I have to break bad news to you I am quite apprehensive, it’s true I don’t know your current state of mind I doubt you’ve previously received news of this kind Intuitively I think you know something is wrong That worsening shortness of breath you’ve had all along Has to be more than a cold-thisContinue reading “Bad News”

I am having a pity party today For first world problems are blocking my way These self-created problems prevent My time from being gainfully spent.. ** I have been guilty, I do confess Of acquiring new things, trying to possess The biggest, the best, and definitely more Of everything I can, even if I haveContinue reading “The Objects of My (In)attention”

Do I dare imagine, in all audacity That age would just be a number for me? May I dream that at the age of sixty I would be a diva, confident and sassy? I wonder if my gray hair and wrinkles would give me Grace, and an air of wisdom that the world could see..Continue reading “Age, a number…”

People who wonder whether the glass is half empty or half full miss the point. The glass is refillable. – Author Unknown When I was younger I used to see My life as a glass half empty My present life I would view Pessimistically, in a bluish hue My future, on the other hand IContinue reading “The Glass- half empty or half full?”