The man has a deep gash in his leg and is scared that gangrene may set in and he might have to lose his limb!
-‘He is poor and the remedy is not forthcoming and nor can he afford it so by the day he is losing hope. When people in the interiors of Mendhar lose hope and realize that they are at the dead end of a dark and hopeless alley they seek the assistance of the army who till now has never let the people down. Maybe in his case also they will provide him with medical assistance. This is not the first time that a person in distress is seeking their help because the people know that there would be no refusal if the case is genuine and serious. This happens to be exactly that.’
-‘To be honest the health care system in the interiors of the sub division needs a complete overhaul especially when it comes to treating injuries related to cuts and gashes. The other thing is that health wise the people are careless and are far too dependent on the passage of time theory that with time everything would get healed up. Indeed time is a great healer but then serious injuries ought to get treated. This man Mohammed Aslam perhaps took the gash in his leg non-seriously and with every passing day the wound is opening with pus getting accumulated a surefire indicator that things are worsening. Moreover it is monsoon season and getting such injuries in this season is a serious concern. Had it been one of those usual rainy day fever then one could have said, you don’t need treatment. The fever, inflammation, coughing, etc., constitute the healing process. Just get out of their way and permit them to complete their work. Don’t try to aid nature. She doesn’t need your puny aid, she only asks that you cease interfering. But this man’s condition has turned bad. He knows that there is no painkiller as effective as love, no antidepressant as soothing as cheer, no defibrillator as powerful as wisdom and all the mentioned qualities you would find in one smiling genius and it has to be from the Armed Forces medical Corps’. He needs their divine intervention’!
When a lot of remedies are suggested for a disease, that means it cannot be cured. I will relate to your story from the hills of Gambhir Brahmana and it dates back to the mid nineties to be precise a little more than 27 years. There was a house uphill, halfway mark to the Chor Gali across which is descent to Manjakote or you can take a detour to Kanga Gali. My friend and his patrol had crossed this house many times and it was always a pin drop silence out there with husband, wife and their three kids. They always looked grim faced and lost in thoughts. One day my friend stopped and, perhaps struck by the intuition, asked the house owner how many of you stay here. Imran (the senior man replied six. My friend replied, I have never seen the sixth. The man took my friend and three of his men on patrol inside and indicated that he is the sixth. My friend stood horror stricken and he described the scene inside in the following way, ‘the man approximately 27 years of age was lying on his back and he could not turn. In his lower back was a deep hole and it looked that it had been perhaps drilled. The inside could be seen, it was red and grey and the flesh was rotting and smelling and I just did not know how he was alive?’ My friend asked the man how it happened? The reply was crisp and short, he fell off the tree and one of the branches got dug into his back and it has been four months since he got injured. My friend’s next question was why did you not get him treated? The response was ‘we could not get it done’ . Imran never told the reason but one thing was sure that they were poor and the second was that in those days the populace always tried to keep themselves away from the Army otherwise the help would have arrived. The next day it did when my friend put up this tale of horrors to the commanding officer and the treatment started but it was far too late. The young man’s condition did improve but the doctor said that it would be difficult to save him. He was evacuated to Rajouri hospital but the damage done internally was far too much and the man died. Sad end but had that household informed the unit posted then he would have perhaps survived’!
This man from Bonala perhaps is in lesser pain as of now but he thinks that if treated he can get well. Now when he sees every hope fading with his leg getting into the worst of condition he sees the only hope in the army for whatever treatment they can give. For the moment he is sitting, brooding and cursing the moment he injured himself and subsequently thought that it would get cured by itself but that did not happen and now finds himself in a state that his leg is precariously poised!
The Indian Armed Forces Medical Corps doctors are specialists and they know the cure for grievous injuries. They know all about strong medicine and treatment with all the ethics and smiles. They have done wonders in insurgency hit and dangerous areas all over the nation. In Mendhar too their legacy is far too strong and laced with some great stories of empathy and perhaps that is the reason as to why the people appeal to them for treatment and cure. That is the reason for Mohammed Aslam to be confident that he perhaps would be medically helped.
Finally I would say that these people (Indian Army) are God sent to help the populace here in the interiors and therefore they are the only hope that burns and gives reason for them (locals) to smile. There may be medical tools in your hands to treat the patient, but those hands must be that of a loving, warm and conscientious human being. And those hands can be of none other than Armed Forces Medical Corps doctors (both ladies and men officers) and the extremely efficient support staff!