Once you are in Delhi, you can not keep yourself insulated from the innumerable show-cases of medical facilities that are strewn all around.
Every ailing person in this part of the country tries to reach one of the corporate hospitals in the hope of getting a new lease of life.
However, the seat of excellence and the Alma mater of all medical superstars AIIMS - All India Institute of Medical Sciences remains a place of reverence for one and all. My visits there, both as as an accompanying attendant and as a patient, evoked certain feelings that I could not resist penning down as a tribute to this unique institution.

AIIMS - All India Institute of Medical Sciences

Streams of Homo sapiens rushing through a creek,

Shoulders bent, faces lorn and  bodies weak,

Heady ones pushing through the frail and meek,

Silence of thousands broken by a painful shriek.

Already suffered beyond the limits of pain and grief,

Flocked from far and distant in search of relief,

Huddled together by the bond of faith and belief,

You are herded in the waiting area like a thief.

New acquaintances waiting for doctors and nurses,

Women forgetting grief holding to their purses,

People howling on each other choicest curses,

Listen to them and you get lines for your verses.

Pathways to registry are bumpy unless greased,

Yet, once you see the doc, you are surprisingly pleased,

Your pain is heard and your stress is released,

You feel satisfaction and your suffering has ceased.

Here eye is on your disease and not your wealth,

Hope is alive even with a semblance of breath,

It's not like the starred centers of health,

With discounts on life and premiums on death.