Tuesday, 4 July 2017

NURSES A VOICE TO LEAD !!!!



NURSES A VOICE TO LEAD
International nurses day is celebrated every year on the birthday of Florence nightingale by the International council of nurses which will put forward a theme every year. This year theme is Nurses – a voice to lead achieving the SDG. ICN calls for nurses around the globe to become the advocates of health care. This calls for so many questions especially on the image of nursing in a country like India which produces largest number of nurses every year.
WHY INDIAN NURSES ARE INTERNATIONALLY ACCEPETED?
Whether it be in the arid zones of gulf regions or it be in cold frozen zones of Alaska or be it in a warzone Indian nurses were there exhibiting the commitment towards their patients and with extended and flexible work timings. This made India the favorite hub of International recruiters around the globe and we have lived and worked up to their expectations. That’s one of the major reasons when many countries in western world denied work visa for people from other profession Indian nurses were always welcomed. It is not because there is no nursing colleges and nursing students. Thanks to our sisters and brothers who laid a path for us..who were committed to work at any given situation which encourages them to appoint nurses with a highly paid job and good status in the society .
NURSES AND KERALA….
There is a huge association between nurses and Kerala. Nursing is one of the most selected careers by an average malayalee family. Whether the student who choose the career like or not is secondary when it comes for nursing. The primodial reason behind this blind choice of career is the ocean of opportunity this career provides to nurses once they fly abroad.  I repeat…once she/ he goes abroad. Parents force the children to choose nursing because they have seen families raised from poverty…families stabilized if one child from the family had become a nurse and went abroad. So an average malayalee who dreams of a stable life will send their child to nursing...never in the life they would have imagined to achieve the dream of this financial security their ward has to swim seven oceans of obstacles.
Nurses in Kerala are going through a revolutionary stage under the able leadership of UNA. All these years’ managements were exploiting us. One was the absence of a stable leadership which is now solved after UNA came into existence. Managements had a thought in mind that nurses all are working for experience which is essential for their abroad dreams. So keeping it as the Q card they were playing the game. If you strike your certificate will be denied. The poor girl or boy who hails from middle class family thinks about the future. I guess they also have in mind even the leaders keep on changing because when they will go to abroad at a point of time and gradually the organization will become weak. But UNA proved that it were the day dreams of someone. We will fight for our rights.
I would like to quote my experience here. After my post graduation I was working in a private hospital. I agree that I was a fresher. But I never did any less job... I did the same job which was done by all. I was paid INR 1000, 0 in my hand. I was paid 333.33 rs per day. Every other unskilled or semiskilled person earns a salary more than that.  A person who spends 7 whole years of studying...Who have worked for sleepless nights to clear the exams was well paid off. I was shattered, undignified and was depressed. But by commitment and sincerity was never compromised. That was something what my teachers taught me. Never work for salary...work for your happiness. I didn’t have any loan to pay back. I waited for a chance patiently and moved to another city where things were better. Where I was given self respect. I am happy. But it is not the situation with all…  I have a friend who worked for eight years in an ICU who was paid only 6500 per months. She was suffering never compromised on her job but lived with a hope that one day I will migrate to a foreign country where nurses will have a dignity and a value.
I would like to quote that it’s not only in foreign countries nurses should be respected or dignified. We deserve it in our home country also. We are not a supplier of foreign income to country but we are also a part of this society. I saw managements asking the media “have you ever heard anyone increasing the salary of any cadre at stretch anywhere else in the world?” MY QUESTION BACK TO THEM IS “have you ever heard anywhere else in the world educated professional nurses are paid less”? So managements enough are enough. We are not asking for anybodys mercy we are asking for our rights.
LET THE NURSES IN KERALA BE THE VOICE OF CHANGE …LEAD US THE WAY UNA….. FIRST WE SHOULD BE ADVOCATES OF OUR RIGHTS….THEN ONLY WE HAVE THE RIGHTS TO BE THE ADVOCATES OF OUR PATIENTS AND SOCIETY…..
TOGETHER WE WILL LEAD AND BE THE CHANGE……..


PARVATHY
I AM A NURSE AND I AM PROUD OF IT J

Saturday, 1 July 2017

HAPPY DOCTORS DAY AMMA ....



HAPPY DOCTORS DAY AMMA!!!!!
Thank you will be not enough when it comes to you ….. But I feel it’s the time that I should think and thank of all the hard work and commitment she had delivered to her patients and society. It’s the high time that I should thank her for everything she has been all these years. I feel proud that I am writing a thank you note for my family as a nurse. To my mom….my dad ….and for the budding one for not judging me as a nurse…for not keeping me aside and putting me down as I belong to a different profession (even though I will fight with you for the same). Instead you stood near me … made me believe how important I am …. I do believe it when I heard from you people. Thank you for giving me my life. Today when we celebrate National doctors day I just want to go back toward the journey of an ordinary girl from a lower middle class family who become a doctor. Nothing came to her as a fortune all was the fruit of her hard work.  
My grandfather was a clerk in a cashew factory in Kollam. He found it extremely difficult to manage the family of six children but never compromised in their education. Amma after her pre degree joined for B.Sc Botany as it was one of her favorite subject. Never in her wild dreams had she dreamed of becoming a doctor??? I don’t know…. But she had a higher aim of doing her post graduation. She completed her graduation with university seventh rank and was waiting for her M.Sc admission. Her cousin brother and his wife who were professors of Botany in Sree Narayana College, Kollam was so confident that she will get admission for medicine… she waited and the guess was not wrong. Thanks to Ravi mamman and Renuka teacher that she choose this profession and I had always seen that gratitude and respect in ammas eyes when she meet them during family functions.
So many good souls helped her….her cousins who were doctors had given her books...bone set. I remember my mom saying I never had text books of my own expect medicine and surgery. I borrowed and studied….she cleared her MBBS from her Alma matter – Trivandrum Medical College. Later she got married and came to a remote village where she runned her small clinic for years. You had several choices to raise your career. You sacrificed everything for us. You worked day and night for our good….

My child hood memories revolve around that table fan and your clinic amma. I remember when you had labor cases I was kept in Ravi pappans house. I admire your courage for conducting deliveries in minimal setup where was no transportation facility. Until my life was shifted to hostel my study table was your examination table. When there was a dilemma in choosing my profession you were firm and strong and this is the question I always hear from 2006 since I am in to nursing. Being doctors kid how your parents allowed you to become a nurse.  This is horrible what society thinks…a doctors child should only be a doctor...the legacy has to be followed or at least an engineer. Whether you clear the course or not are secondary, but should not be a nurse. You were always different you was proud when I cleared my graduation and post graduation and when I climbed each small steps of my career.
It is not on mother’s day that I should wish you and thank you but on this DOCTORS DAY for all your commitment and care you contributed towards the society and to us. Of course I missed you as a mom several times when you were not with me to share my school stories, to feed me and even now when I call you saying me… I have patient…. talk with you later….even though I feel angry I AM PROUD OF YOU AMMA!!!!  HAPPY DOCTORS DAY J

Saturday, 11 March 2017

MEMORIES OF MY GRANDFATHER



MEMORIES OF MY GRAND FATHER…….


After long one year of my last blog I decided to write today….a restarting is needed…..and was thinking to start from which travel episode and suddenly my heart told me I should travel from myself…to be very honest after many long years today I thought of you achacha…..(that’s how I used to call u). I was travelling down my memory lane….29 years back to my childhood and I was picking up the memories and you are an important page of my life …..
My maternal grandfather…. N.P Parameswaran J I knew you as a clerk working for a cashew factory in Kollam. When I think of you first picture that come into my mind is that of your old scooter…you are one of the most coolest person whom I have ever met...even though thousand hurdles were down on your path you never minded them instead ignored and left the life as it is.....
Achacha when I grew up from my mother’s talks I learned that you were a good foot ball player…a cyclist and a true adventurist ….your genes of adventure has truly passed down to your granddaughter..Of course not me J . I waited on my birthdays for you…..you always bought me birthday cakes wrapped with love…I waited for Christmas for Christmas cards .even though it was from my cousins it was written in your beautiful handwriting….  To, Baby Parvathy :J I waited for Vishu to receive coins and I had always that privilege in order of getting money first as I was your first grandchild …I waited for Onam to sit at floor and have lunch with you and for the beach evening that day..I waited for pooja to keep my books and seeing you doing pooja and after that for the yummy prasadam which you made.i waited for my summer vacations to see you wrap all my text books and note books and write my name ….you were the first traveler I saw in my life. As a part of your job you travelled throughout. I listened to your stories which evoked the traveler inside me…I loved the Mysore cakes you bought for us J
When I was in boarding school one day you came to see me with mosquito net…..I still remember the big white seematti cover… I was homesick….down with fever….a 10 year old girl who thought my parents ditched me in boarding as they loved my sister a lot…I begged to you to take me back home….and cried to you…it was you who told my mother to bring me back home. I loved evening walking with you….I walked either for a hot peanut packet or for a Bombay sweet which are still my favorites. As I grew up the frequency of my visits reduced….classes...Tuitions...hostel life …college all kept me away from you….I had a whole one week with you both again when ambu was admitted with dengue in KIMS. That was my vacation when I was looking after you as you looked after me during my school vacations…
Of course your end of life was not so colorful achacha…you left us with alzhemeirs. One day when amma came to saw you, you scolded her for leaving me alone at home…. The memory that remained with you was my childhood…. My amma always used to say you and grandmother lived in present and never thought of future…but today I should say that she was wrong ….you educated you four girls to maximum you can which was the best investment you made in your life…..thank you achacha…. I don’t know whether I had done justice to you…but, if you are reading me from heaven...I am really sorry for any mistakes I had done to you and thank you so much for giving me my mother…. I am deeply indebted to you J

                                      Always yours ….. Paru


Wednesday, 13 January 2016

SAURAV GANGULY AND ME ....

Don't you feel the caption above a bit mysterious ??? well i am going to scribble down the relation between cricket..Saurav ganguly and me !!!! 


 I clearly remember that day of my life...it was 1997 school vacation and i was in my moms house. India - Pakistan match was playing in doordarshan and my uncle was watching it..i felt angry 

why are you watching this ??? i asked
he just looked at me...
It was a sunday and i told him i want to watch  movie 
"come here paru...sit here...this is cricket...do you want to learn ?"
I solemnly told no....Then after sometime i realised that he is not going to turn the channel..let me learn what is this game...so he began to teach me the rules and the signals umpire used...and i learned what is four and six....anyway India won that match.....


Next day morning i took paper and for the first time i read a sports page...i understood only one thing India won the  match and Sourav Ganguly was the man of the match..I looked at his picture...and i liked him... :) and it was the start...the beginning of a true fan..(yes..its me ) i always say dada rocks...

Back in home i began to watch cricket slowly i learned more from my dad and cousins ... and started a hobby perhaps the first and last one...i began to collect all newspaper cutting of dada and paste in on a note book..years passed by and also the collection of books..At one point of time i even made my parents to ask the newspaper man to put Hindu news paper as it has more colourful pics..but what i told them to convince was that i want to learn english !!!!

 I was becoming a big big fan of dada and a mad follower of him...there was a particular kind of brown paper available with cricket stars pics in it...after school i walked to MS book depot to buy that brown paper..i used only name slips of sourav gangulys pics..remaining i discarded :( ( how terrific i was ).... i wrote his name on my school bag...since i had no elder brother i considered him as my elder brother.. (i am mad ) :P . I celebrated his bday big :) I prayed for him regularly .... I was becoming a die hard fan...It was during my Xth board exams 2003 world cup was going on..i badly wanted to watch the matches but amma was very strict..she even insisted not  to read newspaper :( Though India did not won world cup i still loved his captaincy...

Later his form was getting down and people began to roar for his resignation...That time he played a wonderful innings at Candy, a perfect reply for his haters..that was what i liked in him...Next day news paper had the heading..BENGAL TIGER ROARED...CANDY SHIVERED!!!! 


 From 2003 i lived in hostels for a decade....every hostel rooms i hold a picture of dada on my wall...i had a neighbouring room mate and senior Chinnu ...and she was also a die hard fan of ganguly and she had a letter from dada which was written in his own hand writing and a picture of him and dona..how i envied her for that :( she gave me his address and told me that she got it as a reply for a letter she send to dada.....mmm i was not lucky though...

I remember the day when he become the captain of India....his  debut was against South Africa at Kochi..and India won by one run..i guess..not sure..He told media people along with Kapil dev then the coach of India.." Give me sometime...I will give you a team "....AND IT WAS A WORD- HE BUILD TEAM INDIA...he has not won world cup for India..after dhoni won it for us everyone liked him and dirty politics inside BCCI had never gave the person who made team India a good farewell party too...I never followed cricket after that..for me ..i learned cricket seeing him..and i end cricket seeing him out of team :(


 I had serious fights in social media with dhoni fans..i hate when people say if India wins..its because of msd and when India lose its because of team...But when dada was captain if India wins or lose it was a TEAM... he made Team India....he gave chance to youngsters including dhoni...he trained a good successor....he valued relationships.....that was the golden days of Indian cricket...FAB FOUR----SACHIN---GANGULY---DRAVID---LAXMAN...... I MISS YOU...INDIAN CRICKET MISS YOU.....


This writeup is not to hurt the feelings of other fans....i just wrote because i was..i am....and will be a true fan of dada...i have some more pending dreams...


  • Get an autograph from dada
  • Visit Eden Gardens when i visit Kolkata
Thanks for reading 

Yours 
Parvathy ...

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Tuesday, 12 January 2016

SHETTIHALLI CHRUCH - A HIDDEN BEAUTY OF HEMAVATHY RIVER


Shettihalli church was our next destination after shravanabelagola. Also known as rossary church is a dilapidated structure on the banks of hemavathi river. The church was build by french missionaries who came to sakleshpur and is 200 years old. 25 years before  dam was constructed over hemavathi river and the upper stream become reservoir. The village was shifted to another place.

Every year during monsoons church will be submerged under water and coracle riding will be there to visit church managed by locals. The ruined structure showcases the marvellous gothic style of architecture of church .

People who love landscape photography can extensively use this location and is also a good place for camping.

How to reach shettihalli :- 
 Shettihalli is 205 kms from bangalore and 20 kms from hassan 
Nearest railway station is Hassan 
Nearest airport is Bangalore and Mangalore 

Shettihalli church is a perfect weekend destination for Bangaloreans and by evening 4 o clock we were back on highway to bangalore...what a beautiful beginning of a year !!!



Thanks for reading 
Regards 
Parvathy 

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SHRAVANABELAGOLA

                                     

The new year of 2016 bloomed with a happy news from husband..lets go for trip...yes its tripping time and the first trip of this year is to shravanabelagola a jain temple which has the tallest Gomateswara bahubali statue...this was a long planned trip so on the odd hours of January 2 we were riding across the road to Hassan 

Central silkboard - Nice ring road - Thumkur exit - Neelamangala - Kunigal - Shravanabelagola

There was hardly any traffic in mangalore highway and the drive was great...It was freezing cold outside and by 8 o clock we reached the foot hills of jain temple. Parked car and moved downhills . kept chappals in the lock room and started to climb the stairs. 614 steps ahead what was in my mind was that it will be like palani hills where there is steps and places to sit in between. but , steps was quite steep and at one point i decided to climb down..later decided no no...then i climbed slowly...managed to climb the steps in 20 mts with resting in between 25-30 steps ;)

          

 Shravanabelagola has two hills vindyagiri and chandra giri. The statue of bahubali is 58 feet tall and the tallest monolithic statue in the world. This statue is build by chavundarya the prime minister of ganga dynasty of Thalakkad.Emperor Chandragupta maurya was said to be died here after he become a Jain monk in 298 BC. 

Festival -  Mahamasthakabhisheka is conducted every year and the next festival is on 2018

You can combine visit to belur and halebid temples with shravanabelgola. Best month to visit will be december and January. 

Thanks for reading 
Regards 
Parvathy 

TRAVEL TIPS
  • Select cooler months
  • Drink plenty of water , preferably coconut water 
  • Respect the rules of pilgrimage centre  
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