MOLECULES OF THE MILLENNIUM
Year : 2005 | Volume
: 3 | Issue : 1 | Page : 39--40
The story of a young man
Ajai R Singh
The Editor, Mens Sana Monographs, Mumbai, India
Ajai R Singh
14, Shiva Kripa, Trimurty Road, Nahur, Mulund (West), Mumbai 400080, Maharashtra
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A bright young man decided he wanted to make the removal of sufferinghis mission. He also loved to understand human nature. So he chosepsychiatry as his branch.
He studied hard. He mastered his textbooks, he attended the lecturesand tutorials, he attended the ward rounds and grand rounds, he took andpresented case histories, he admired his teachers, he looked up to the greatsin his field with awe.
He wanted to do research and went about it in right earnest. But whenthe time came for publication, he was not the principal author. The Head ofdepartment was. He wanted to pursue further research, but his Head wasinterested in clinical trials that got money for the department, and freesponsored trips for him. The young man too got the sponsored trips toconferences to present papers. And since his Head was well known, hispapers were appreciated, and got him further opportunities. Thepharmaceutical companies took charge of financial matters, and he learntthe tricks of the trade quickly.
He wanted posts and publications, and his flexible nature andcompliant attitude with his bosses ensured both. He got to know what wascurrent coin in his field and starting mouthing it on suitable occasions inconferences, seminars and workshops to get approving nodes from seniors.He started climbing the ropes first gradually, then with greater speed. Heenjoyed the heady feel of success as he ascended up the ladder, knowingand learning quickly which side the bread was buttered. And also learnedwhose feathers not to ruffle, and whom to cozy with.
His publications list swelled, his invitations to CMEs and as speakerat other forums increased. All the time what he had learnt from his bossesserved as a torchbearer.
He himself had bright students. They looked up to him in open-mouthedawe. He gave them research projects, got them stipends, but saw to it that hebecame the principal author. They quietly acquiesced, since they wanted toremain in favour. It served both parties very well indeed.
Awards, orations, posts, groupism, politics, became his major activity.Bright students handled research in any case, so that was taken care of. Acozy relationship with pharmaceutical companies looked after all expensesof attending conferences, and even organising them. So Regional, thenNational and later even International ones followed one after the other,adding feathers to his cap.
Research done by his Department always kept up with current trends,and quoted extensively from numerous authorities abroad.
Name and fame were not far behind. It was fashionable to sound like athinker so a couple of papers on ancient Indian concepts in mental healthwere written, while seeing to it no serious foray into any allied field occurred,for psychiatry had to always stress and re-stress its linkage with its parentbranch- medicine.
One more psychiatrist made his mark in his field.
One more opportunity lost for Indian psychiatry to make its mark in the field of world psychiatry.