Stories by the Great Indian Gene - Story - 1 - Vetri the Medico

 தமிழில்  பேசியும் எழுதியும் மட்டுமே  தமிழ் வளர்க்க முடியும் என்று தீர்கமாக ஏற்பவர்கள்  இந்த இழையை  பின் தொடர வேண்டாம்.....

  உலகத்தரத்தில்  அதீத  மருத்துவ அறிவியல் செய்திகள் இந்த இழையின் மூலமாக ஒரு நாள் தமிழில்  வந்து சேரும்.....

நாம் கோபப்பட்டால் இளைஞர்கள் நம்மை விட்டு ஓடி விடுவார்கள் ...

அவர்களுடன் ஓடி அவர்களை வழிக்கு  கொண்டு வர முடியும்.....

This is a sharp tile in my endeavors.....

I need to take this as the LIVE reality around us is very different , which requires a lot of understanding  and introspection from all of us.  

On 030913 ,a medical student (Tamil mother tongue )  showed interest in the concept of story writing but was too skeptical to align with the language skills .....

This is a reality many, have this problem...... 

Hence this module was made..... 

This story will be written by Medical Students and Doctors in English and will revolve around the Atmosphere related to Medical Profession - the story on completion will be translated by Language experts into Indian regional Languages (Tamil)  

Name of the Story : Vetri the Medico   

Chapter - One 

Segment - One 

Added by - Chief Editor of the Story 

Date - 030913

Group ID - Ariviyal tamil Mandram Facebook group 

This Segment Word Count - 88 

Total Word Count - 88      

      When the caravan arrived into the terminal it was a shock for Vetri. There was nobody in the terminal,in fact it was not appearing like a terminal. vetri was primed about this place by his professor, that it is a mountain area at an altitude of 13,000 feet with few inhabitants only. But the reality was more chiller than anticipated. As a lonely person he got down from the caravan and before he queried to the driver about the place, the vehicle rushed out of sight and disappeared.     

Segment – Two  

Added by – Haritha Reddy (MBBS Student)  

Date - 030913

Group ID - Ariviyal tamil Mandram Facebook group 

This Segment Word Count - 69

Total Word Count - 157      

           There is no turning back now. He wasn't here by any chance but because of pure choice. A choice he made for a bigger cause! A cause that could bring a purpose to his otherwise depressed life. As Fresh memories of his past cloud his mind he fought back his tears. He didn't want to spill them out now. Instead he would like to channel them in his work.

Segment – Three  

Added by – Chief Editor of the Project

Date - 030913

Group ID - Ariviyal tamil Mandram Facebook group 

This Segment Word Count - 157

Total Word Count -   361    

       Vetri was determined to forget all that happened back at his college; he now has a mission and has to do it to perfection. When the clock stuck at five in the evening, darkness has already invaded the daylight and is waiting to embrace the village with a thick carpet of darkness.

    Vetri, took out his phone and checked for any new messages or missed calls, only now he could come in terms with the reality that he is standing at an altitude very much above all the usual cell phone towers. The tower signal was completely missing, and now its time for him to switch off the phone as he is very well aware that phones (and Humans) away from signal areas (friends) require more energy, as he  is not sure when he will come in contact with a place to charge his phone (and his hopes as well).

Segment – Four  

Added by – Chief Editor of the Project

Date - 040913 

Group ID - Ariviyal tamil Mandram Facebook group 

This Segment Word Count - 305 

Total Word Count - 666 

    Vetri decided to walk down the street that appears to lead to the middle of the village; he is determined to search and reach the Mission Hospital before night fall. He once again checked for the presence of the letter given by his college dean to the chief of the Mission hospital, Father. Joseph.

    Walking a long way in the lonely road, vetri finally reached the old building which houses the Mission Hospital. It was a very different building altogether, a chapel turned on to a hospital, hence the anatomy of the building was very much that of a church. The big statue of Jesus was still in situ; all the rows of chairs were removed except the first two rows.

         The hospital was filled with sick patients, lying all around in beds some even on the ground. Everywhere around there was sorrow and grief filled with its full thickness of horror. When Vetri entered the building, there was nobody bothered to greet him, the patients and there relatives were busy with their own issues, Vetri could see an aged women sitting in the corner (where the Father usually stands to deliver the prayer in a chapel), a desk was lying in front of the old lady and she was busy sorting out some cards. Vatri could perceive the lady to be working in the hospital, but she was not in uniform - still, Vetri has no big options to counter check his assumption hence he moved near her and said" Madam....where can I meet Father Joseph.

         "Father", Hwy who are you boy? She replied back with a very hostile tone. I am "Vetri" a house surgeon from Saint Patrick Mission Medical College Vetri replied with utmost submissiveness as he has to behave here in a very fine tone for that alone will allow him to escape from this posting which is a punishment assignment back to the ground level and onto the city to his friends and his most favorite place in the world, the window in room number 237 - from where he would spend hours everyday viewing the window of room number 841, where nanditha stays......