fieldnotes

 (Journal notes, 9th November 1995)  It is some unknown hour of the morning (maybe 4 am??) and I am sitting in a little mud hut in Gira, hig...

  Recycled envelopes I have before me a bunch of recycled envelopes. They are in various sizes, some as small as a postcard, others double t...

Nazakat was my tailor in all the years I lived in Bhopal. A gaunt man, unfailingly polite and cheerful, he had his shop in Manisha Market in...

On a field visit last week I was called to see a woman who had fever and swollen legs. No other information was available and so I went to s...

  To my friend who sent over tomato soup yesterday when she heard I had a bad cold.  The tomato soup was tasty and thick, Just what you need...

Pathalgaon in March. Home is a small room attached to St Anne’s Convent, half a kilometer off the main road. It has place in it for a sm...

Ganiyari, June 2022 I returned to this part of Chhattisgarh after a nine-year gap. Having worked in the community programme of Jan Swasthya ...