At seven in the morning, the sun climbs lazily over Bengaluru’s concrete skyline. Stray dogs stretch, school buses honk, and on a thousand balconies, people...
A young man once walked into my clinic with a fat bundle of blood reports. Cholesterol: normal. Sugar: borderline. Vitamin D: a little low. “Doctor,...
Every clinic day, I know how it will end. No matter what the diagnosis is—migraine, acidity, back pain, piles—the final question arrives like clockwork. The...