THE TRUE STORY OF ONE WHO EMIGRATED FROM KERALA IN HIS OWN WORDS

 About my migration to US was a chance I took. I was harassed by the top authority at that time for a 2000 Rupees ( 1969) for a transfer from Ullanadu, in Pala Thodupuzha area to a location somewhere near Trivandrum that was a 4 mile walk from the last bus stop.

Then I was kicked around many PHCs and finally was  told I was fired from Andoorkonam 

I got to US and trained hard and spent 4 years in Kuwait to get my green card and joined the group which trained me in Neonatology as a partner. I never experienced the Kerala officialdom culture in US or Kuwait

What bugs me is the medical care in our Kerala where you think you belong to.

Your father had Surgery and the Surgeon and Anesthesiologist left before he had fully recovered. I found him blue and called the attender and slipped him money to get him to Ward 7 of TVM MC. As an alumnus, I knew there was Catholic Nurse in charge and between all of us we got him stable.   He survived after a cardiac arrest, ventilator support and four weeks in the hospital

When my mother fell and had brain bleeding, I travelled 24 hours to reach Vaikom Spine and Brain Hospital. I had to wait 4 hours to see my mother 

I went to SBT Vaikom with 2000 US Dollars American Express Travellers Check and the lady happily told me that I could cash only 1000. I had to meet the hospital expenses.

When I tried to get my father’s death certificate in Kanam it took 2  days to get it.  I was told the certificate was typed in the wrong institute, meaning the Village Officer will not get his cut. I had to get done in the right institute.

When I went to pay land tax for my mother’s property, I was told I had to get a coy of our neighbor’s tax receipt. The next day, I put 200 Rupees into the book and I got it done. It took  exactly 2 day.

This is why I emigrated and live happily in USA

My varied experiences in real life.