MY STORY - 12
MY STORY - 12
DR SHANTILAL J. MEHTA
Then there is the strange case of
Dr N. Iyer and his son.
DrNarasimhaIyer
of Madras had been a co-examiner with the M.S. degree. I had once refused to
pass his son much to the disappointment. But the next year the young man got
through brilliantly.
I had been to Madras again as an
examiner and met DrIyer. DrIyer told me that he was not going to accept another
examinership in Bombay any more, because he was not happy at home. He said: "My
son wants marry out of caste, a Christian girl. We are brahmins”. I told him
the must all move with the times but he said no matter, his mind would not be
in his work. So I told him, "What will you do here? At least come with me to
Bombay”.
He came and I had him over to
dinner. He was sitting at the table and dinner was being served when he dropped
the spoon from his hand Just like that. I got up and checked his pulse. There
was no pulse shouted to my wife: "Champi, there is no pulse. Make him lie
down”.
We
helped him to the floor. I looked at my watch. It was 9 pm However, his
collapse was momentary and he soon recovered from the frightening episode. Exactly
at the time, that is 9 p.m., I learnt later, his son committed suicide in
MADRAS!
Should
doctors be superstitious?
Let me recount an incident here. I
knew Sir Homi Mehta very well. He met me at the Willingdon Club just one day
before his departure to the United States. I too was due to go, but on a
different flight. Sir Homi asked me to accompany him on a Pan Am flight and
said he had a sleeping berth and he would give it to my wife so the two of us
could chat along merrily.
I told my wife that we could catch
the Pan Am flight from Karachi. But she refused, saying that under no
circumstances should we travel on that day, it being 'amavasya' (New Moon)-an inauspicious time. She further told me to
call up Sir Homi to advise him not to take that flight. Known for his short
temper, Sir Homi flared up when I told him what my wife had said. "What
nonsense!” he said, "nothing is going to happen!" He went as scheduled and
his plane crashed at Shannon in Ireland and he died! But let me balance this
with another story. When Homi Bhabha was going abroad, his mother told him not
to travel on 'amavasya' day. Sodutifully
Homi Bhabha changed his plans and travelled the next day. Yet Air India plane
crashed on Mount Blanc in Switzerland, killing him.
I have never believed in
superstition but no doubt they have their own significance.