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THE SILENT STRUGGLES

THE SILENT STRUGGLES

Yesterday, a 44-year-old man living with a weight of 182 kg broke down in tears during the consultation. He did not cry because he was in any kind of physical pain. He cried because he felt utterly helpless—and scared. He cried because he could no 

A page from a Doctor’s Diary

A page from a Doctor’s Diary

LOOKING THROUGH THE HOSPITAL CORRIDORS Hospitals are places where life unfolds in its truest forms—birth, healing, pain, and sometimes loss. For most of us working in a hospital, our days are fast paced. They are measured in patient rounds, surgeries, emergencies, clinics, meetings, academics, audits 

Down The Memory Lane- My Speaking Journey

Down The Memory Lane- My Speaking Journey

©️Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker

Last week, my son had one of his first serious #publicspeaking assignments at school. As always, he wanted to set a benchmark for himself. With no siblings for comparison, he turned to my husband and me, eager to hear about our speaking experiences—searching for something to measure himself against.

Just before leaving, he asked me, “How did you do in your first public speaking assignment as a child?”

That simple question took me down the memory lane, almost 40 years back. I remembered that the first time I went up on the stage in front of the whole school- ‘I Froze’! ……..My mother had put in so much effort—dressing me up in a beautiful outfit, making me rehearse my lines over and over—but in that moment my heart started pounding and my throat tightened. I just stood there, wordless and helpless.

Things didn’t change much as I grew older. Speaking never came naturally. Making conversation was an effort always and in my primary years I still remember being labelled as a boring kid who was no fun. Conversations felt like a chore, and it was no surprise that no one was particularly eager to sit next to me because I barely spoke.

Later, when I moved to Mumbai after high school, I wasn’t fluent in spoken English, but that was no trouble for me at all. Silence was always my comfort zone. I was so at ease with silence that for almost six months, I hardly spoke at all.

….But life has a way of pushing us beyond our safe spaces.

In today’s world, no matter what field you choose, public speaking isn’t optional—it’s essential. As a doctor, I have to teach, deliver lectures, present research at conferences, and speak at public awareness programs. And now, in 2025, making an impact also means stepping onto social media and create content—an idea that, for someone like me, has always felt daunting. I’ve always been camera shy and hated being on video.

My first public lecture as a doctor was nothing short of a disaster—riddled with awkward pauses, filled with “hums” and “ho’s”, and very shaky confidence. It fell flat.

But with every speaking opportunity, I improved—little by little, step by step. Today, I can hold my own on stage and pass as a decent speaker at any meeting. I know that there is still plenty of room to grow (just ask my 11-year-old son, who finds my videos painfully boring). He’s my toughest critic, and he doesn’t hold back! But as compared to before, I’ve evolved, and shed many inhibitions behind.

So, what changed?

It didn’t happen overnight. There was no magical transformation. It was a slow, organic process that unfolded over years.

Practice was key. Every opportunity, no matter how small, was a chance to refine, to cut out distractions, and to find my rhythm.

Observing other speakers played a crucial role. I watched them keenly—how they carried themselves, how they engaged their audience, how they used humour and pauses and tone to create impact. Every great speaker had something to teach, and I absorbed those lessons over time.

Expertise and #experience made a difference. When you know your subject inside and out, the words flow more easily.

Confidence took years to build. At first, I had to fake it. Then, I started feeling it. Now, I carry it with me.

But the real turning point was finding my own #Authenticity. The day I stopped trying to sound “perfect” and started embracing my own voice was the day everything changed. It didn’t matter if my voice was too soft or if I wasn’t the most polished speaker in the room. When I spoke from the heart, when I truly believed in what I was saying, people stopped noticing the imperfections. They just listened to what I was saying.

And now, as I watch my son step onto his own path, I know he will have his moments of doubt. He will stumble, just as I did. But I also know this—he will find his voice. He will shape his words. And one day, he will stand tall, speak with conviction, and own his space—just like I learned to do.

Because confidence isn’t about never being afraid. It’s about showing up, speaking up, and allowing yourself to grow- bit by bit- into the person you were meant to be.

Cheers!!

Beyond the prescription

Beyond the prescription

Beyond the prescription ©Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker I’ve always enjoyed talking to my patients, and as much as I love surgery, I truly cherish my time in the OPD. However, the time available in the OPD is limited, and we need to cover a lot 

Hope and healing

Hope and healing

©️Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker One of the most powerful stories that Homo Sapiens have passed on from generation to generation over thousands of years, is the story of “hope”. “Hope” is our true super-power. Hope can work miracles. Without “hope”… well… everything will be … 

EMPATHY AND OBJECTIVITY- A DELICATE BALANCE

EMPATHY AND OBJECTIVITY- A DELICATE BALANCE

©️Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker

As doctors, we love evidence-based medicine! Most of us believe in the old adage- “In God we trust. All others must bring data.” We are deeply impacted by impact factors and the graph of our pride rises in direct proportion to the number of times our research papers are cited in the literature. Today, we have journals sprouting by the dozens and thousands of research papers being published every year. We go around the world, brainstorming with colleagues and trying to make sense of these infinite numbers in an attempt to solve the mystery of human health and disease. Though we are always trying to apply the evidence to generate best practices, many times during heated discussions in conferences it all boils down to- “What would you do (WWYD) if this was your wife? WWYD if this was your mother? And saving the best for the last…… drumroll please!!….. WWYD if this was your (you guessed it right!) ….. mother-in-law?”

The biggest irony faced by medical practitioners is that while data guides clinical practice, statistics get severely skewed when viewed from the perspective of the patient and their family. The universally acceptable 0.1% adverse event rate is a one hundred percent catastrophe when the life of a loved one is on the line. Randomized controlled trials (RCT) fall terribly short when we have to break bad news to a patient’s family. Unfortunately, RCTs can’t feel the pain or the disappointment. In real life, numbers are just numbers and they have no feelings. At such times, emotions overrule evidence leading us back to the timeless question- “Doctor, what would you have done if this was your own family member?”

Medicine is probably the only profession with a direct impact on a person’s life and death. An average person would probably make life and death decisions once or twice in their entire life. Some may never have to do it at all. Doctors are professionals who have to make these difficult choices on a daily basis. We have to remain objective while everyone is panicking and remain calm in the midst of chaos. We have to keep our head on our shoulders and our heart tucked a little away. We are bound by oath to take risks on behalf of others. Well, we all know that taking a risk is a risky affair and things can go either way. We have the impolite job of being realistic and setting the expectations right. Sometimes we have to say things that people may not wish to hear. And sometimes when we say things, people may choose not to hear. At the end of the day, we have the challenging task of keeping hope alive too, for hope can be a stronger potion than any medicine in the world.

Striking a balance between objectivity and empathy is like navigating a ship through turbulent seas. If either side is lost or if there’s an excess of one, it could tip the balance and sink the ship. Published literature, studies, trials, data and numbers can at best guide clinical practice to some extent. However, rattling off numbers can never provide solace to a suffering family. The practice of medicine is beyond that and the healing potion must contain the right dose of empathy to be effective.

Some of us can overdose on empathy too. Excessive emotional involvement in every patient’s case can lead to burnout and compassion fatigue. Overwhelming empathy can be quite exhausting and we need some degree of professional detachment and objectivity to navigate the medical maze effectively. This brings me back to the WWYD question. Throughout my career, I’ve been taught to treat patients as I would my own family. While we hold our loved ones dear, treating every patient as kin would lead to an emotional roller coaster. Trust me, it’s not good for any of the stake holders.

The journey of a doctor is a delicate balance between objectivity and empathy. We begin our careers armed with a solid foundation in evidence-based medicine and data-driven practices. With experience, we come to appreciate the necessity of complimenting these with empathy and a profound understanding of the humane aspect of healthcare.

When science marries compassion, the journey of healing begins. Those who find this equilibrium our blessed and experience immense gratification and fulfilment in their professional lives. For others, it remains a work in progress. It’s challenging, yet attainable. It’s not easy, yet possible. It is a continuous journey of growth and learning, shaping us into better healers every day.

All You Need is Love and Flowers

All You Need is Love and Flowers

Dr Aparna Govil Bhasker   There are good days and then there are the bad days. How much ever we wish for life to follow a logical course, every day the sun rises with new challenges. Some that can be tackled, some that are pushed 

AGE IS JUST A NUMBER

AGE IS JUST A NUMBER

By- Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker I am a Mumbai girl and nothing defines Mumbai better than its local trains. Over the last few months, I have gradually shifted to using local trains a lot more than my car, which to be honest is more of 

THE GIRL IN THE HIJAB

THE GIRL IN THE HIJAB

“THE GIRL IN THE HIJAB”

By- Dr. Aparna Govil Bhasker

It was midnight as I stepped out of Mumbai airport. I had had a busy week at work. This was a week that pulled me down in many ways. Certain incidents in the week kept me wondering about the lot of women in our country. How women not only fail to question certain norms, but feel compelled to conform to outdated traditional values even if it comes at a heavey price that they may have to pay.

It was midnight and I desperately wanted to get home at the earliest and get some rest. At the prepaid taxi counter I was informed that I will be getting a “woman driven cab”. As I stepped out to find the cab, I was pleasantly surprised to see this young girl in Jean’s and shirt and a hijab that covered her head. She greeted me with a warm smile and we started our journey together. “Mam, I am not very familiar with the roads of Mumbai, please do guide me”.

At 12.30 am in the night, I was being driven home by a girl in a hijab who was crazy about driving cars and was completely okay with driving around the city alone, in the dark hours of the night without a care. I asked her if her family was okay with her work and she just said that, it didn’t really matter… she just loved to drive.

Normally when I sit in a cab, first thing I do is to ask the cabby to switch off the music. But, yesterday, while I felt emotionally depleted, her energy was infectious and it changed something inside me. I needed a sign to tell me that all is not wrong with this world and there is a lot to be hopeful for. She loved Bollywood music. We kept the music on and chatted along the way. At the end of the journey, I told her that I was proud of her for being so brave and a million dollar smile lit up her face.

It lifted my spirits as I realized that women across the world are breaking barriers one step at a time. The journey is long and the destination very far, but it is heartening to meet such lovely women for whom breaking barriers comes naturally. They make us hope that all is not wrong with the world and it indeed is going to be a better place in future. May their tribe grow.

I guess inspiration is all around us, we just need to open our eyes and hearts to find it.

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