I never desire a kingdom.

One day one Politician friend of mine Sh. Rajdev Singh visited me in my clinic with his ailing neighbour and told me to help and treat free of cost, although his neighbour was  a useless, worthless and helpless man, he was good for nothing  in his opinion which he whispered into my years. I told him, “Look here, gentleman, no person is as bad that his life should be neglected.

People say that the cost of life even of the worst of the worthless persons is never less than a lakh of rupees and I personally believe that the cost of life of a kind and helpful person like you is more than a crore of rupees.”

Mr.Singh is a very jovial fellow, he always keeps on smiling and cracks jokes at times. He remarked, “Doctor, you do not know the cost of life of Doctors who are not only kind and helpful but sincere, sympathetic and economical like you is always more than a million dollars.”

Another gentleman Sh.A.K.Jha, a senior officer in the state government who was awaiting me in my clinic for treatment supported Mr.Singh in Toto. Mr.Jha told me, “Doctor when I am all okay I feel jealous of you because I have a bigger car, a bigger bungalow and a much higher scale than you even then when I stand before you I find myself much smaller”.

Mr.Jha continued, “whenever I fell ill I always found you as a good clinician but very recently when my son was very serious and hopeless, strangely enough, whenever I needed your help and presence, I always found you on my back with a touch of love, a few words of sympathy, assurance and very seldom with a change with costlier medicines & costlier test. It is strange to find that you are a man with a few words, a physician with a few medicines and a surgeon with a few instruments. It is peculiar that you always prescribe effective, safe and economical drugs. You never go by skillful advertisement and appreciation by the agent. Now I have started believing that God is nothing extra than doctors like you.” I told him, “this is nothing but it speaks of the height of your greatness and simple mindedness.”

One robust layman Kalu Yadav a dreaded name in Diara was in the clinic for the treatment of his ailing wife who was listening to these talks. He failed to hold his tongue and interrupted in between, “Doctor, now only I could understand why people are mad after the life of Doctors. Had I known it earlier, I would have been a far richer person by now. It exited a great laughter and I could not but order for tea for all, in spite of the strict order of my wife – “No tea in the clinic” as my blood sugar runs unstable and I have been forced a fixed tea-quota.

Everybody was rejoicing at tea while I became sentimental and became silent. Tears welled up in my eyes. Mr.Singh remarked, "Doctor why are you so moved.”

Only a few lines my tongue could utter.

I have yet to improve a lot.

May God bestow upon my fingers the power of healing,
So that I maybe of some use to the useless, of some worth to the worthless and of some good for the good-for-nothing.
If this happens then only the purpose of my taking birth as a man and also being a doctor are served.
I dont want to make myself a heartless, money- making- machine by cheating ignorant and innocent people.

I want to be called the doctor of the poor, doctor of the commons.
I never desire a kingdom.