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were not fruitful to stop my sinking and gave up all hope. But my
wife was not to give up hope and she asked her younger brother a
MLA in the Ruling party and got ambulance to shift me to General
Hospital where experts could be depended upon to help me. By ten
o’clock I was admitted in the General Hospital and with the direction
from Health Minister I was given prompt attention and with a space
of 3 hours I was brought around to near normal condition. After a
week or so I was discharged and I could again breathe the air thanks
to the role played by my wife akin to the legendary Savithri who

rescued her husband from the clutches of death!
It was some time around summer of 1990 when my wife and our two
children in the middle of shopping allowed ourselves cold mango
shake to quench the thirst.After we returned home I found my wife
uncomfortable with a complaint tht her head was in a spin.I took her
in the evening to Dr.Jurane in the market area who after examining
her concludedit must either be spondylitis or sugar problem.As
advised I got her blood tested for sugar and the result confirmed
Dr.Juraney’s diagnosis and my wife became a life member of diabetic
club.Insulin syringe and sugar tablets are ever since her constant
companions.Her sugar control gave way on two occasions in 2003
and 2007 when the sugar levelsbecame erratic affecting her eyes on
the first occasion and sening her to a brief coma on the second
occasion.She had to be admitted in a critical condition in the ICU in
the Diabetic Centre in Gopalapuram .Her recovery to normal health
ofcourse subject to strict sugar control was entirely dueto the Grace
of Almighty!

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It was the 69 Birthday of Sri Satya Saibaba that provided a turning
point in my wife’s life. Both my wife and I decided to spend a few
days on the occasion of celebration of Swami’s birthday. We
travelled by car from Bangalore to Puttaparthi.We made
arrangements for accommodation in a independent room allocated for
VIPs. We found a surging crowd and wherever one turned there was
a sea of humanity. The music program and Swami’s speech in the
specially decorated Poornachandra Auditorium was soul satisfying. I

kept notes of the various programs with a view to write an article
about the birthday function for being published in The Hindu. I was

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