Dhanvantari 2023

DHANVANTARI
2023
Created by
LITERARY SOCIETY
In Association with
COMPUTER CLUB
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Transmutatio
“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for
it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
-Heraclitus
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Things change, and so do we.
This edition’s theme explores how change affects
us. It explores how it opens new horizons, and
builds a foundation for the future to stand upon.
How transmutation, sometimes slow, sometimes
sudden makes us who we are.
This Dhanvantari explores change.
This Dhanvantari explores Transmutatio.
The age of roaring engines

was replaced by the era of
screeching pedals.
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INDEX
Items Page No. Items Page No.
1. Message from the DGAFMS 6 19. Interview with the Commandant 42
2. Message from the Commandant 7 20. मनचाहा उपहार नहीं मिलता 45
3. Message from the Dean 8 21. You are a poem I can see 46
4. Musings of the Staff Editor 9 22. Waiting For You 47
5. From the Editorial Board 10
6. Acknowledgements 14
7. Saga of Editors 15 Straight 48
8. Glimpses from Silhouettes 2023 16 23. Maya Sita 49

9. Photography 18 24. आंगन का वृक्ष 51
10. Fine arts 21 25. A Letter to 2062 52
26. Musings 55
27. Kilroys Netflix 57
RetroReplay 24
28. Naughty-fications 58
11. Coming back to ... Life! 25
12. भ्राता मेरे 28
Screenstuck 60
13. The road through Old Command 29
29. The Weight of Adversity 61
14. Tangled Fingers 32
30. विडंबना या कर्म 63
15. Little Things 33
31. थोड़ा सा प्यार 64
32. The Lost Art of Watching Movies 65
Cameras and Prints 34 33. आज़ादी की कीमत 67
16. इतवार नहीं है 35 34. Silt 68
17. A fall to the dark side 36 35. Two Brave Souls 69
18. दास्तान 41 36. Four Horsemen of Adm - Part 1 70
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Items Page No. Items Page No.
37. Interview with the Dean 72 54. Quest 103
38. Puzzles & Flowcharts 75 55. वर्तमान का वातावरण 104
39. Mangoes, Dreams & My Tryst 76
with Simplicity
56. G3 भर्ती Rally 105
40. A Day in the OPD 79
57. Excalibur Year Book 109
41. POV: Entering Dhanno Room 80
58. E3 Postings 123
59. Clubs and Societies 124
Looking for the Basics 81
60. Dean’s Annual Report 137
42. सफर 82 61. Dean with the Team 143
43. शायर एक दीवाना 83
44. The Men I Know 84
45. ऐ कलम ज़रा तू डोल 85
46. Four Horsemen of Adm - Part 2 86
47. Interview with the Warden 88
48. How to Make Decorative Candles 92
& Kilroy’s Playlist
49. Monsoon Madness 94
Back to the Basics 96

50. खास हो तुम 97
51. The Wrong Turn 98
52. भारत का पुनर्जागरण 101 Kilroys’ Playlist reveal on page 93
53. What the Sky Saw 102
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लेफ्टिनेंट जनरल दलजीत सिहं , ए वी एस एम, वी एस एम, पी एच एस कार्यालय महानिदेशक
सशस्त्र सेना चिकित्सा सेवा
महानिदेशक सशस्त्र सेना चिकित्सा सेवा एवं वरिष्ठ कर्नल कमांडेंट ए एम सी रक्षा मं त्रालय
रक्षा कार्यालय परिसर
ए ब्लॉक (चौथी मं जिल)
Lt Gen Daljit Singh, AVSM, VSM, PHS अफ्रीका एवेन्यू , नई दिल्ली - 110023
Director General Armed Forces Medical Services and
Office of Director General
Senior Col Comdt AMC Armed Forces Medical Services
Ministry of Defence
Defence Offices Complex
‘A’ Block, (4th Floor)
Africa Avenue, New Delhi-110023
MESSAGE
1. As an alumnus of Armed Forces Medical College, it is a matter of great pride for me to pen
this message for the 58th edition of Dhanvantari Magazine.
2. This annual magazine touches upon the nuances and intricacies of college life by evoking
nostalgia with every turn of the page. The spirit of AFMC continues to live in every word, the
spaces in between, in its beautiful poetry and the thought provoking prose.
3. AFMC has grown and matured into one of the finest institutions of medical education
and research. The hard work and commitment to excellence displayed by the faculty,
administration and the cadets are legendary.
4. Heartiest congratulations to the editorial board for their vision and effort this publication
represents. I offer my best wishes to all members of the AFMC family.
- Jai Hind -
(Daljit Singh)
Lt Gen
DGAFMS
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लेफ्टिनेंट जनरल नरेंद्र कोतवाल एस एम , वी एस एम सशस्त्र सेना चिकित्सा महाविद्यालय
निदेशक एवं कमांडेंट पुणे - ४११०४०
Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal, SM, VSM Armed Forces Medical College

Director & Commandant Pune - 411 040
Tele : 020-26363301 (O)

: 020-26360515(R)
MESSAGE
1. It gives me great pleasure to pen down my message for the 58th edition of the
college magazine ‘Dhanvantari’.
2. This annual publication has always served as a mirror of the artistic, literary, and
creative prowess of AFMC cadets and offers an insight into their lives and minds.
3. AFMC has cemented its position in the world as a temple of medical education by
inculcating in cadets, the necessary ingredients to become an empathetic doctor and an
astute clinician.
4. I commend all the authors for their contributions and congratulate the editorial team for
their efforts in bringing out a notable edition yet again.
5. I extend my best wishes to the AFMC family and wish them good health, success
and glory in all their endeavours.
- Jai Hind -
(Narendra Kotwal)
Lt Gen
Director & Commandant
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Maj Gen D Vivekanand Tel. : Mil 6009 (O)
MD, DNB (Anaesthesiology) : 6309 (R)
Master’s Diploma in Public Administration Fax : 020-26334201
M.Phil (Social Sciences) Mob. : 8411075937/8956855224
Email : [email protected]
Dean & Deputy Commandant
MESSAGE
1. As an alumnus of this cherished institution, I believe that age-old legacies are what connect
AFMCites across the batches. One such legacy is the invaluable collection of ideas, thoughts,
and creativity which takes form in the College magazine — ‘Dhanvantari’.
2. AFMC is a unique place that encourages cadets to take up a plethora of extracurricular

activities that accelerate and aid their comprehensive and integrated development.
3. This magazine not only provides a window into the lives of our cadets but also serves like
a time capsule by taking us back to our days as cadets where every nook and cranny of the
campus brings back fond and cherished memories of days long remembered.
4. I would like to congratulate our worthy cadets and everyone involved in bringing this
edition to reality.
- Jai Hind -
(D Vivekanand)
Maj Gen
Dean & Dy Comdt
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~ Surg Capt
Vinny Wilson
Armed Forces Medical College is a bustling campus

where every passing day is not a mere date or a mundane
formality, but a string of cherished memories slipping
through the portals of time. The students of AFMC
have done a stellar job in giving words, a shape, form,
and contour, culminating in the present edition of
Dhanvantari. For a staff editor to expect otherwise from
the editorial team, is like asking cherry trees to stop from
blooming. Indeed, their creation is an elixir for the soul.
The boundless creativity and muse, mixes effortlessly
with prose, poetry, and illustrations scattered throughout
this edition of Dhanvantari. You will find the magic burst
through every page and line. And what lies in between
the lines, is a nostalgic trip down the memory lane.
The cadets have lost sleep in the process, and prayed for
divine interventions to save the day from blunders and
faux pas. The result is in your hands – the 58th edition
of Dhanvantari, a gift wrapped by writers, poets, artists,
and thinkers. Give it a spin, let it roll and play with your
senses, allow it jump at you with nostalgia and infuse in
you an energy that flows freely through the campus. May
the fire continue to burn, ignite young minds and awaken
their souls.
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LITERARY SOCIETY
SECRETARY
Lakshay Kumar Malik
इस सं देश को लिखते हुए मुझे महाविद्यालय के उस
स्वर्ण नियम का स्मरण हो रहा है कि वरिष्ठ सदैव सही
होता है।
पिछले सं पादको ं का भी यही परामर्श था कि
सं पादकीय कार्य समय पर आरंभ कर देना चाहिए
परंतु मैंने उनके कथन से नही ं अपितु अपने अनुभव से
यह सीखा।
मुझे सं पूर्णतः ज्ञात है कि अपनी इस भूल हेतु मैं
सर्वाधिक रगड़ाधिकारी हूं।
यद्यपि मुझे यह भी ज्ञात है कि अगला प्रमुख सं पादक
भी यही भूल करेगा।
यह कोई पूर्वानुमान नही ं अपितु मेरा सुदृढ़ विश्वास है
और यही इस महाविद्यालय के प्रमुख सं पादको ं के बीच
की एक परंपरा बन गई है।आशा करता हूं कि भविष्य
में कोई ऐसा सं पादक आएगा जो इतना उदारवादी
होगा कि इस परंपरा को जड़ से समाप्ति की ओर ले
जायेगा।
यद्यपि यह मेरे हेतु पूर्णतः एक नवीन अनुभव था जो
कि बहुत सुखद व अविस्मरणीय रहेगा।
आशा करता हूं कि इस सं पादकीय को पढ़ते हुए इन
दोनो ं भावरूपो ं का सं चार हमारे पाठको ं के हृदयो ं में भी
कोटि गुणा हो।
अंत में मैं धन्यवाद प्रकट करना चाहूंगा अपने वरिष्ठ

कनिष्ठ आयुर्विज्ञान सैन्यछात्र (Medical Cadets)
मित्रों का तथा सभी अधिकारियो ं का जिनके अथक
प्रयासो ं के कारण ही आज आप इस 58वी ं धन्वन्तरि
के सं स्करण को अपने कर कमलो ं में लेकर पढ़ रहे हैं।
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Chief & English Editor हिन्दी सम्पादक Technical Editor
HARSHIT DIMPLE RIDDHISH

PATHAK YADAV BHATT
समझ नहीं आ रहा, कहाँ से शुरु किया जाए।
Every editorial mentions महाविद्यालय मे आने के बाद 55वी धन्वन्तरि, I wouldn’t say that I’m glad
the last moment rushed डी3 सत्र द्वारा थी, जो मैंने पहली बार देखी to have this opportunity to
completion of the magazine, तो सीनियर्स के क्लब जानने के लिये थी, पर spend sleepless nights staring
so I shall skip that altogether. ना जाने ऐसा क्या आकर्षण था इसमें, जो at a screen and aligning,
We burnt the midnight oil, मैंने कम से कम दस से पन्द्रह दफा इसकी designing, handling people
opened overworked laptops बारीकियो, इसकी रचनाओं को निहारा होगा। and data. What I would
in the last benches, and made आज 58वी सं स्करण के छपने जाने के दो दिन instead say is that if you are
everyone in the board to do पहले यह सम्पादकीय लिखते हुए, मुझे सम्पूर्ण reading this you are either
something, finally coming up सा महसूस हो रहा है। (हालांकि हमारे टेकी new to the college or are
with this concoction of chaos. साहब हमसे यह सम्पादकीय धन्वन्तरि का काम living your life with high
खत्म होने से बहुत पहले चाहते थे, परंतु यह सफर spirits. I would like to thank
My respect for the tech team
पूरा हुए बिना बयान नही किया जा सकता था ) all those who contributed to
has increased thousand-folds.
हमने सभी रचनाओं को समान सम्मान देने का this edition and helped me
I hope before tearing off
पूर्ण प्रयास किया है। साथ ही किसी की भावनाओं
the margins, you will look edit this magazine. Now I
को ठे स ना पहुंचे इसका भी ध्यान दिया है।
at the content. Perhaps am just filling up the text box
धन्वन्तरि पर काम करने की कहानी
something will make you so that this editorial is of the
वाद- विवादों, ना जाने कितनी बैठकों से
laugh, perhaps somewhere same length as Pathak’s just
भरी हैं, पर सभी के परिश्रम का यह फल
you’ll find your own face. to make it symmetric, not
आप सभी पाठकों को प्रस्तुत करती हूँ ।
Feel free to walk up to that asymmetric things are
अंत में सर्जन कै प्टन विनी विल्सन एवं सं पादकीय
any of us and go “Ye kya समिति के मेरे सभी मित्रों को धन्यवाद कहना
bad but because art is what
daala hai?”, we’ll be more चाहूंगी, जिनके बग़ैर इस सं स्करण की कल्पना pleases the eye and so does
than happy to answer. नहीं की जा सकती थी। मुझे पूरी उम्मीद है कि symmetry. I am glad at the
Happy reading : ) पाठकों को यह सं स्करण पसं द आएगा। end of this process.
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ED Bored ?
RIDDHISH BHATT LAKSHAY MALIK

The Techie : Known for The so called chief editor: ASHWINI
JAYESH MEEL congratulating the whole board Has the plus point of PRASAD
The fine arts editor : and his not so wanted strive for having no pros, only cons. The Photographer :
Known to be suffering perfection
The man behind the
from CurrencyPhilia camera, but rarely in
HARSHIT PATHAK the pictures. Not a force
The English & the real? Chief Editor
Even he didn’t understand what he did but it to be reckoned with, he’ll
looked like he was working hit you with his Jordans
and won’t be sorry
DIMPLE YADAV
The Cyclist & Hindi
Editor.
ANIKET JAISWAL
The Accidental One Known
More fond of
for various contributions
“is my photo looking
that would require another
good” rather than the
Dhanvantari to be published
grammar
ARYAN LOHAN
The weeb
Loves Animae-ting,
especially hens and
ties. Finds solace in
rejections by the
big eyed insomniac.
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SOURAV GUPTA TANVEER SINGH
The Bihari Cartoonist
Was supposed to do just
The SirDaar of EdBoard POYLA GHOSH
Sir approached various sirs The Ne-poyla-tist
posters, ended up with sleep
of various departments in Hard to score by, maybe
deprivation
Kanedda accent. Fridays off thats why she’s a keeper
ANKUR JHA
The ChaChaJha
In his quest for meme and
SHRUTI
mame BHARDWAJ
The G.O.A.T.
*Can be heard from far away
even while whispering
*Denies that she has PICA
DEV DILEEP
NAIR HARSHIT
The Quizzard PRABHAKAR
*The first of disputed Appreciates small
mallu origin to have BIPASHA DUTTA DEVESH TAYAL errors in magazine.
optimum attendance Edits English articles The TAU Ji Can be seen running
*Weakness - anything so that she can flex her Likes to ponder upon the and looking up
and everything to do ICSE cum Bong cum Uddu working of the Board (literally) to HoDs.
with coconuts background. and advise the board like
*Likes to stay current with an elderly
affairs, music taste as
good as her back stroke
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
At the outset, we would like to thank the Commandant, Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal SM,
VSM and the Dean, Maj Gen D Vivekanand for their valuable guidance in making
and release of Dhanvantari 2023. We would also like to thank Grp Capt Anurakshat
Gupta and Col R K Yadava for their support in terms of extensions and approval of
all the documents.
We are overwhelmed by gratefulness to acknowledge the continuous support of our

staff editor Surg Capt P Vinny Wilson. He patiently guided through each and every
step getting work that would normally take days, done within hours. He helped us
making any time he could make from busy hours at CH(SC) and AFMC. The 58th
edition of Dhanvantari would not have been possible without his help.
We are grateful for the amazing contributions in the form of prose, painting, poetry
and photograph, and their timely submissions.
Our Ed Board and the designers, who burned the midnight oil to read, proofread,
and tweak articles, while the latter breathed life into the magazine, turned a collection
of mere text and pictures into this spectacle that you hold in your hands. A special
mention to Med Cdt Elizabeth Philip for her last moment help and timely save.
The magazine would be a mere shadow of what it is now, had it not been for Medical
Cadets H3: Rohan Raj, Vineet Kumar Singh, Zoha Fatima, Abhida Barretto, Reywath
Sajeev, Iqbal Irshad Mohammed Haris, I3: Harshit Yadav, Pragati Vijaywargiya, Nune
Venkata Lochan, Sparsh Gupta, Hemant Shekhawat, Aditya Walia, Aryan Dahiya,
and Abayab Sharma.
Without your contributions, this magazine would not have been possible. We are
grateful for your support, and we hope that you enjoy reading this issue as much as
we enjoyed creating it.
No acknowledgement should finish without thanking those finally meant to read the
magazine. We thank you, the reader, to take some time out of your day, and read what
perhaps you, and people like you made.
Happy reading.
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SAGA OF EDITORS
YEAR VOL STUDENT EDITOR STAFF EDITOR YEAR VOL STUDENT EDITOR STAFF EDITOR
1965 1 P S Murali Lt Col KN Sharma 1998 33 S Das, A Dande Brig SP Kalra
1966 2 D Nadarajan Lt Col SO Waller 1999 34 A Shrikumar, M Bajpai Col A S Kasthuri
1967 3 S K Kocchar Lt Col VVS Pratapa Rao 2000 35 D Tripathi, A Kumar, Lt Col R Varadarajulu (VSM)
A Singh
1968 4 A Mohan Lt Col VVS Pratapa Rao 2001 36 S Ashraf, A Mohimen, Lt Col R Varadarajulu (VSM)
K P Mishra
1969 5 S S Tripathi Lt Col VVS Pratapa Rao
2002 37 A Ramaswamy, Lt Col R Varadarajulu (VSM)
1971 6 A K Chaturvedi Lt Col VVS Pratapa Rao A Shrivastava, A Kumar
1972 7 E V Raman Brig LK 2003 38 S Banerjee, S D Sanyal Lt Col R Varadarajulu (VSM)

Ananthanarayanan
2004 39 A Ratnam, R Sikarwar Lt Col MS Bishnoi
1973 8 H C Nagpal Lt Col SK Dhawan
2005 40 S Surendran, F A Faisal Col MS Bishnoi
1974 9 D Batura Lt Col SK Dhawan
2006 41 Mohammad Khan, Rajvinder Col MS Bishnoi
1975 10 T Sinha Lt Col SK Dhawan Singh
1976 11 A Chakrabarty Lt Col HC Joshi 2007 42 Philip Mathew, Love K Tomar Col MS Bishnoi
1977 12 G Chablani Lt Col HC Joshi 2008 43 Arvind S Chari, Pratyush C Lt Col Abhijit Rudra
Madhur
2009 44 Kishore Kumar, Lt Col Abhijit Rudra
1978 13 Jagtar Singh, P K Gupta Lt Col HC Joshi A S Vasan
2010 45 Paurush Ambesh, Lt Col Abhijit Rudra
1979 14 P Chakravarty, R Shukla Lt Col HC Joshi K G Vivek
1980 15 R Acharya Col GP Mohanty 2011 46 Jibran Khan, Col Abhijit Rudra
Arpit Srivastava
1981 16 P R Chaudhary, S Hasnain Lt Col KJS Ahluwalia 2012 47 Prasad Jayaram, Surg Cdr V Manu
Biswajit Das
1982 17 V Raghavan Col JM Bakshi
2013 48 Aryan Srinet, Jyotsna Lt Col Raghu Sriram
1983 18 R A George Col JM Bakshi
2014 49 Prateek Varshney, Surg Cdr V Manu
1984 19 J Sethi Col JM Bakshi Ankur Pratap Singh
2015 50 Meghna Khedekar, Lt Col DK Raman
1985 20 A Sanyal, N Kinjalk Col JM Bakshi K Rajesh Kumar
1986 21 A S S Paul, S C Mishra Col DP Achar 2016 51 Divya Sharma, Mehul Jain, Col DK Raman
Gaurav Mishra
1987 22 K Bose, A K Mishra Col DP Achar 2017 52 Vinayak Deodhar, Tejaswa Col DK Raman
Gupta, Abhay Solanki
1988 23 A Rudra Col DP Achar
2018 53 Neel Madhav, Nishant Raman, Col DK Raman
1989 24 K Vaidya, K Goswami Col DP Achar Shubhankar Sharma
1990 25 V Kumar, R Verma Col BP Singh 2019 54 Roshan Rollands, Ranvir Col AT Atal
Kumar, Kumar Anish
1991 26 C V Babu, P Banga Col BP Singh
2020 55 Prashant Jha, Tejaswini Col AT Atal
1992 27 B John, G Kumar Col BN Aiyanna
Pisipati, Adithya Mohan
1993 28 G Rajgopal, Rig Wardhan Col AG Gokarn 2021 56 Aditya Bikram Singh Col AT Atal,
Surg Capt Vinny Wilson
1994 29 K Ganesh, S S Gupta Gp Capt SK Dham
2022 57 Durga Charan Jha Surg Capt Vinny Wilson
1995 30 G M R Rao, A K Singh Gp Capt SK Dham 2023 58 Lakshay Kumar Malik, Surg Capt Vinny Wilson
Harshit Pathak, Dimple Yadav,
1996 31 K K Shastri, P Kumar Col SP Kalra Riddhish Bhatt
1997 32 A S Rathore, R Pandey Brig SP Kalra
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PHOTOGRAPHY
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FINE ARTS
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Bhairoba Nala Edition Vol. 69 No. 420
Kilroy Times
UNIFORMS ACHIEVE
UNIFORMITY
The official beige salwaar-kameez have
been destined for closed cupboards. The
red shifts from shoulders to ties, while
the ladies start learning how to tie double
knots. Well of course, it’s literally called the
uniform, so it should have been the same
for everyone since the beginning, right?
Salwaar was finally changed to the current Uniform in July 2005.
THE ENGINES SILENCED!

Due to a series of unfortunate events Royal Enfields, Hero Hondas, Bajajs, and the likes
have been banished from the campus. Many protest the decision, although the safety
of UGs is undoubtedly increased. Is this another fascist move? Does this invite another
Satyagrah and Gurudwaara stay?
As time passes like sand through our fingers, life at AFMC changes, transforming
into something different altogether, while somehow maintaining the same
essence. The college magazine can’t help but conform, being the mirror of the
vox populi it is. Following the same custom, the next pages shall follow the
theme of:
RetroReplay
(Grungy backgrounds and art which reminds you of an era before screens)
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Coming Back to … Life!
Col Jafar Husain, J2
In the words of the ancient Greek philosopher Heraclitus of Ephesus (535-475 BC) – “No man ever
enters the same river twice. For its not the same river and he is not the same man.”
The internal monologue is never ending. AFMC after all, is a microcosmos which very few of us call
home. This is the place you entered as a seventeen-year-old some 25 yrs ago. Fresh, naïve, simple,
impressionable, bright, enthusiastic.
What remains in the memory of that time are weird things. Like listening to – “You are in the army
now” from a distant stereo of some senior in the 6 top boys’ hostel while you are preparing to flee
the college after breakfast to fresher’s park on MG road. Today the thought sounds weird. But that
was then. Words like orientation had just been introduced to define ragging. There was no ragging in
AFMC only orientation you see.
First term was about the zero cut in the Trilby, third button, 60 in 60, floor meetings, perpetual
cramps, appointments, reacquainting with Shimla, Darjeeling and black hole of Calcutta (it was still
Calcutta and not Kolkata then), playing guess my name in D mess with I2 batchers and sleeping in
class at any time even if it was next to the cadaver in the Dissection Hall.
Second and third term went like a haze only to welcome the IVth term. The Yamaha Rx 135 had
arrived on the scene by then and Pune was up for grabs. Rajmachi, Mahabaleshwar and Matheran
were few of the destinations done and dusted. Closer home the favourite destinations were Sinhgad,
LBT and Pluto not necessarily in that order. Petrol was 27 bucks a litre and you did about 40 km in a
litre. Life was good. Silhouettes and AIIMBT was a roaring success. Then came PULSE at AIIMS and
the Annual Trek to Nathu La pass in Sikkim.
VIth term brought back the rude realisation that you were at a
medical college to become doctors. Long questions and short
questions had to be marked in the Harsh Mohans and the KDTs.
No one knew the answer to – whats the treatment for
cough – at the Pharmacology viva and pathology
viva was passed by memorising the pattern of
crack on the slide. The brighter ones of us, who
shall not be named, had confidently declared that
Salmonella lays eggs in university Microbiology
viva only to be subjected to a thorough inspection
of IV needle marks!!
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The brightest of them all, who again shall not be named, was told that you had to take your own
fresh sh*t to look for ova and eggs in the micro biology practical. The support offered from allowing
the man to sh*t in peace in the BOGS to providing him with the bottle and polythene and carry him
to the Micro Dept as a pillion were unparalleled. It was only when the class started smelling of sh*t
did our man realise that he is the only one to bring fresh sh*t for examination. What are friends for
after all.
VIIth, VIIIth and IXth term went pretty fast or slow depending on how you look at it. Most of the
time was spent in the old library behind the TO’s office either studying or sleeping. Well mostly
sleeping. 9/11 happened in Sep 2001. We were in our IXth term. I remember how it shook the
entire world. The planes going into the WTC in New York was on in the News in a loop. It was
unbelievable. That was followed by Donald Rumsfeld’s legendary quote – “We know that there are
known unknowns; there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns -
the ones we don’t know we don’t know”. Internship after leaving college was a known unknown but
the period after that turned out to be a unknown unknown.
Back in the day there was adventure and accomplishment. Heartbreaks and loyalty tests. There was
chaos and tranquillity, happiness and despair, restless ambition followed by satisfying contentment
or not. There were lessons we learnt. The best ones were merely by observing the world around us.
Lessons that taught us to differentiate the fake from the genuine. Genuine all-weather friends from
imposters. We learnt that after a while you don’t make friends, you only make acquaintances.
We learnt that seniority like maternity is a matter of fact, however, competence like paternity is a
matter of question. The lessons were endless.
There was rum punch and submarines and socials.

You could be a love stuck Romeo singing the streets of serenade or climbing the stairway to heaven
but its unlikely that you would find a desert rose in the cold November rain. Like the pilots of the
storm who leave no trace to find the Shangri la beneath the summer moon.
There were torn menisci and fractured scaphoids which were the trophies of the amusingly stupid
testosterone driven endorphin iced bike races on campus. Take it easy they had said. Go slow they
said
Those were the life of our times.
To quote a dear friend who again shall not be named:
Life is a waste of time and time is a waste of life so let’s get wasted and have the time of our lives !!!
A few years later I came back to AFMC. This time for a 3 year residency in General Surgery in
2011. I don’t remember much about that time in terms of life. There were longs hours of standing
and sustained sleep deprivation in the initial months. 20 hour work days and samosa sambhar at
Satish’s, now called Gazebo. Sleeping in the car outside the ward. Running to get blood reports and
accompanying patients for investigation to learning how to operate and finally becoming a surgeon.
The feeling of running your blade on skin and laying open tissues to access whichever part of the
body and executing this drama of controlled aggression on the human body was sublime. Knowing
that a millimetre there meant catastrophic doom and a millimetre here meant achieving divine
godliness. The feeling that you have been granted this power and responsibility was both supremely
uplifting and astutely humbling.
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What followed after that was a stint to the land of the brave Paratroopers. In the words of Field
Marshal Bernard Montgomery, “they were a - Men apart, everyman an emperor”. In the words
of one of my Commanding Officers – “Men apart everyman an error!!”. It takes a special kind of
idiot to jump out of a fully functional airplane they said. Well we wanted to be that idiot and trust
me there is nothing better than jumping out of AN 32 at night with 40 kgs of backpack, a reserve
parachute and gun with your team of likeminded gung ho GI Joe’s on a dark moonless cloudy night
over the western desert shouting CHATRI MATA KI JAI. Navigating yourself with stealth in the
maze of unending timeless sand dunes to establish a field hospital overnight is a different ballgame.
The stories of Kathmandu, Thailand, Mecca and Dhaka have to be reserved for another time.
Coming back to AFMC to teach can’t help but make you feel like Tom Cruise
in Top Gun 2.
Sometimes you just have to believe that you’re exactly where you are supposed to be and eventually
everything falls in or out of place.
AFMC is the quintessential Ship of Theseus. Batches come and batches pass out. Young teenagers
find the maturity of adulthood here. They also become doctors and officers. Learn about friendships
and professionalism. They learn to write, draw, pursue a hobby, express themselves. Some change
some don’t. Some find the purpose of life. Some remain confused. Some learn to swim; others learn
to fly. All find solace in the collective identity of their batch which remains with them forever.
All love AFMC for what it is, for what it means to them and what it reminds them of. It reminds
them of youth and promise and hope and friendship and equality and measured idealism and order
and chaos and the space in between.
That’s why coming back to AFMC is like

coming back to ...LIFE!!
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भ्राता मेरे! रखूँ सदैव तेरे रक्त का मान
भ्राता मेरे
आश्वासित हो तू व्यर्थ न जाए तेरा बलिदान
लक्ष्य कु मार मलिक, G3
हे अल्पायु वीर क्या साहस से तू जीया
प्रमाणित किया हमने सिहं नी का दग्ध ु है पीया
माँ की चितं ा मत कर ; वह सदैव ही थी तैयार

तेरा तेज बढ़ाऊँ गा मैं अनुमति तो दे सरकार
तेरे यश कीर्ति का मेरे कांधो ं पर है भार
कार्य ऐसा करूँ गा तेरा जीवनसार भी बने प्रहार
मत सोचना अपमान हिन्द का मैंने यह सहा

आज भी याद है तिरंगे में लिपटकर तूने मुझे जो कहा
तेरे आगमन पर हुआ रक्त में ऊष्मा का सं चार

पुनःआश्वासित रह तू , यही रक्तधार करेगी शत्रु वक्ष पार
मैं भी रखूँ माँ के दूध की आन

शीघ्र ही मैं पुनः सुनँ गू ा वीरगति का विजयगान
भ्राता मेरे! रखूँ सदैव तेरे रक्त का मान
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The road through
Old Command Harshit Pathak, G3
When our time to go to clinics arrived, we were supposed to start going to the new Command
Hospital. The old hospital has been used for various purposes since then: a CoViD care hospital for
civilians, a part of it still being used for ART, an eyebank for Ophthal, even the NCC office has been
shifted there. So it has been repurposed. It’s a resource which can’t be wasted- shouldn’t be wasted,
really. It is an entity. If there was anything like souls, fauji hospitals would have the best kind of them.
I, being one of the less academically inclined of my batch, skipped a lot of clinical postings in 2nd
year (got aptly punished for that too, but that for another time). Wisdom has arrived much later than
my wisdom teeth, and I have started going to clinics, almost daily. I have my bouts of sloth, but life
would be bland if it didn’t have a pinchful of sin.
I get done with morning lectures, spend time dawdling around, or perhaps sleeping in a supine
position. People have occasionally commented that the benches were perhaps not meant to be laid
down on.
Or I head to Gazebo, the canteen. I’m almost always late for mess, so I walk into the mess in the
morning, and like the charlatan I am, bamboozle them into giving me eggs which I carry around
with myself. When I remember to eat them, which is usually ten minutes before I’m supposed
to leave for clinics, it’s usually while having fruitful conversations about quizzing with Dev and
Bipasha(read irrelevant fundae discussions).
I don’t love the droning of lectures, or tools the names of which I forget seconds after they are taught
about. But I do love the way to Command. Sorry, the new Command.
It goes through the old Command Hospital. That’s the purpose it has for me. You never get the full
picture of somebody, right? You see just a fraction of what they are. And then you decide whether
you love them, hate them, or don’t care a banana what happens to them.
The part I have seen of that complex of one-storied, or two-storied buildings, is mostly covered with
shady trees. Most of it is. Makes it difficult for planes to spot and drop bombs on. Hit a soldier, and
you wound the man. Hit a doctor, and you wound the unit, you wound what would heal the man
and the morale. So, protect the man, protect the morale, and protect the doctor.
Those trees have, god-willing, served their purpose of protecting the hospital from air-strikes. They
serve as shady trees. They bear flowers too, and in the church you will find ripe mangoes, since few
people notice the mango tree in the corner.
Facing the church lies a deserted ticket distribution office. Perhaps a theatre had a kid, and left it
here. Gone are the days of the Open Air Theatres. Command had one, my college had one. The
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college’s OAT has been replaced by Aprameya (don’t ask, can’t explain), and the one in command
is abandoned. Both the church and the theatre need an extra turn to reach, and hence few in the
college know about either.
So I pass through those shady trees. I see the gurudwaara, and pass it by, sometimes with a head-
nod. On a Saturday, a half-day, I took a detour with Hariprasad. A saab asked us whether we
were looking for mangoes, and pointed at the gurudwaara, “Ye badde badde aam hain udhar.” We
spent half an hour at the gurudwaara, getting the mangoes with a tall staff the mandir’s saab had.
Obviously, anecdotes were exchanged, accompanied by equally savoury salted raw mangoes.
There’s still a board outside an old department, which says:
Movie at Dhanvantari
Day: ............... Time: ..............
There are no updates on it anymore, no markers are used for the weekly bollywood movie which will
be screened at the Dhanvantari auditorium- everybody will get WhatsApp updates anyway. Yet it
doesn’t look lonely, akin to an old person quietly sitting in a park and having a view of the changed
world. It’s a relic of a past, a kind of past which remains unforgettable. No AFMCite who has (duck)
walked or third-pinned through these corridors would ever forget their past.
Sometimes I dawdle around on the roads too. There’s this empty gymnasium, closed. There’s a very
bright red colored building, which housed an Assisted Reproductive Technology department once.
The gurudwaara has a delicious, soul nourishing langar-”Prasaada Vaheguru!”, if you have ever sat or
served food in a langar. There’s the mandir, where they give sadhya when there’s some annadaanam.
I also gatecrashed the Durga Pujo as the only non-bengali there (trust me, I checked) and saved
roshogulla for myself, but forgot to take it from Angki. There’s a huge tortoise in the mandir, capital
H Huge. I never could figure out why it’s there.
There are beautiful parts of it. Somewhere near the anesthesia department, a Bougainvillea sheds its
petals. Some dry up, so they crunch under your feet. Walk through them, and sit on a tilted bench,
half sunken into the ground on an angle, and you’ll see the most beautiful part of this microcosm.
Perhaps some DSC saab on patrol will tell you to leave, if you get found frolicking in the manner I
do. They usually say “Sir yahaan se chale jaaiye”, so it isn’t necessarily specified ‘kahaan chale jaaiye’.
Answer that question yourself. Kahin bhi chale jaaiye. Choose another spot, and don’t be a bother to
someone who is doing his duty and making it safer for you to roam around.
Usually, I don’t get much time, since time is one of the most expensive commodities you get in this
college, since the rest of the things are subsidised. Just because it’s expensive, doesn’t mean you
don’t get much of it. You get a lot, but it’s still expensive. I don’t think Time follows the Supply and
Demand curves, but I’m not an expert. Hell, I barely understand the classes.
Oh yes, the road through old command. It must lead somewhere, right? It leads to the exit of that
hospital. You can head towards Salunkhe Vihar, there’s food there (beverages too). You can head
towards Fatima too (food again). But don’t choose either of them, the uniform will make you stand
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out, and whether that’s in a good way or bad, you’ll be called a crud among your peers. Head to the
hospital, or the professor for the day will have you for lunch. Pass by some important buildings,
and enter the hospital, park your cycle. And relish the tiny fragment of beauty, the imprint the road
through old command left in your mind.
Then head towards the clinics.
Perhaps some day, these buildings will be demolished to make way for another establishment.
Perhaps some quarters, or perhaps a new new command. People much wiser and much older than
me (today that is, college mein to hamaare jaise hi rahe honge) have passed through these gates. And
they will remember.
On my way back, I’ll appreciate this road once again. I’ll feel all the good feelings. If I’m a little
tired, or frustrated, or sleep-deprived, or having a little tinge of the blues, this road and the light
music coming out of my phone will calm me down. There is a lemon soda guy on the way from old
command to the college, and we sometimes stop to get it. Pune summers are good for his business.
So, that’s it. I’m off to lunch. See you again, sometime. Don’t take those mangoes, I have made an
error revealing their location. Okay, on second thoughts, take some of them, the rains will soon be
here and those spared by birds will start rotting. Leave one or two for me. I hope everyone who reads
this finds some road like this too.
Until then, peace :)
INTERVIEW WITH THE HOD
What is your idea of an ideal stress buster activity?

Lots of them actually but first, why should we take
stress?
If you’re happy with your work in the workplace, I
don’t think anyone would have any stress, but we’re
all humans. Wherever, whenever something nags me
or something is not to my liking, I leave that place,
second thing I do? Go to my family for advice. If
something bothers you, either say it on the face at the
moment or share it with your near one.
Near one can be anyone, your spouse, children,

friends etc. My wife is my best friend apart from
being my life partner.
HoD Anaesthesiology & Critical Care She listens to everything patiently, doesnt judge till I
Ans : Brig Rahul Yadav, finish everything.
Solution is always there in front of me also but it’s easier when I unburden myself. I am also very fond of
going for a jog in the evening. After jogging for about 30 to 40 minutes, I feel the endorphins kick in, and the
stress is gone. Another stress buster would be watching a movie which I plan to watch but could not because
of our busy schedule. One thing that brightens my days would definitely be listening to music. So, I would say,
spending time with your family or any company which you actually enjoy, spending those 30 to 40 minutes in
a light exercise along with movies and songs, would make a good day.
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Tangled
Fingers
I have many stories to tell
Some good some desolate
Won’t you listen to mine?
We would be walking a trail

Flg Offr Aman Arya, E3
Under one umbrella in rains
My shoulder half drenched
Will you be on my side
Until the sun comes and shine(s).
My hands will be there

In front of your ever appealing eyes I’ll be seeing through your eyes
Stopping those sharp rays of sun Those lined with beautiful hues
After all those thunderstorms decline. Won’t let them smudge with tears
For you will this be fine?
All those song recommendations listen

On my bed relating them with us
Lyrics will fall in place
My heart beating faster, thoughts align
We’ll be laughing and crying together

Flowers blooming differently
Petals more vibrant and spirited
“Tangled fingers of ours” and slender vine.
All the warmth you’ll find here

In my place, the eternal solace
Brushing through your hair my hand will lay
Among woods in a homestead we’ll stay
Still you won’t be mine?
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LITTLE
THINGS Lt Abhimanyu Pandit, E3

Hey? You there? Yes you! When was the last time that you sat back and talked to you?
Yes, you.
When was the last time that you watched a caterpillar wriggle its way through the slippery green
leaves? When was the last time you noticed how colourful is the orange that you are eating? When
was the last time you smelled the first drop of rain fill your nostrils with the earthy smell? Or at
least when was the last time when you looked into the mirror and pondered about your mere
existence. You don’t remember right?
The hustle and bustle of the modern day “hectic productive schedules” have made us immune to
the miracles that are happening around us everyday. From the blowing winds sweeping our ears to
the falling of an autumn leaf on the golden sunlit shiny stream all are beautiful miracles of nature
teaching us and pointing out how beautiful this creation has been.
Amongst the growing depression rates and the mere existential crisis in the world, nature is
standing out there ready to heal us. All we need to do is -DISCONNECT TO CONNECT. Just
switch off your mobile phone for a day and spend a day with you. Look , hear, smell, think,
taste in the moment you are living in. Observe the phenomenal fact that day and night never
stay-CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT. So, all the turmoil and darkness of your lives will
vanish one day, eventually. The stars we look at every night are burning balls of gas, thus it’s not
necessary that the ideal lives people project on social media are necessarily the lives they are living.
Challenges are a constant part of each and every organism on this earth and that is what keeps
them going.
Out of your busy schedules, plan an uncompromised –“ME TIME” for yourself everyday. Because,
trust me, once you know how your mind works and how to control it, you won’t ever get the urge to
change the world or any circumstances per se realising the fact that the external environment has
nothing to do with your internal mind state
So my dear, YOU are the solution to your own problems. You have this
universe as a Guru guiding you on every step of this journey. So, just
sit, talk to yourself and observe all the teachings by your Guru
carefully. Soon, you’ll learn the art of extracting GREAT JOY out
of LITTLE THINGS.
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Kilroy Times
Gormint finally decides to call
AFMC UGs ‘Cadets’
After long intellectual decisions, taking into consideration the Fauji spirit, and realising that
AFMC wasn’t just a Medical College, but an Armed Forces institution too, the UGs will now be
called Cadets, like their counterparts from the other Academies.
What’s next? Will the college see the strictest regime ever, or will the tussle between college
and academy last through the ages?
What NExT?
The guinea pigs are on the verge of undergoing
yet another clinical trial as the over- the - top
enthusiastic council hits the final nail in the
coffin with NExT. Our beloved seniors who
were seen planning club choreos and outstation
events and laughing at the fate of their
juniors until now, can be seen begrudgingly
downloading the Marrow app.
As time passes like sand through our fingers, life at AFMC changes, transforming into something
different altogether, while somehow maintaining the same essence. The Dhanno can’t help but
conform, being the mirror of the vox populi it is. Following it, the next pages shall follow the theme of:
Cameras & Prints

(Better cameras invite for better art to go with articles)
Sir, what’s your favourite bedbug story?

The interbatch Hobbies competition of 1987 was won by SS Mann
of W batch. He had presented his 3 year old bedbug collection in
which there were charts of paper with taped dead bedbugs with
the dates written below. “BBC: the bed bug collection”, he called
it. Of coure, he won the competition hands-down. And that is my
HoD Psychiatry
Ans : Surg Cmde Kaushik Chatterjee,
favourite bedbug story.
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इतवार नही ं है कै प्टन अभय सोलं की, A3
बड़े हो गए हैं हम बहुत, कोई श्रृंगार नही ं है।।

इतनी व्यस्त है ज़िंदगी, कि अब इतवार नही ं है।।
वो रूठ के बैठें हैं जाने, क्या बचा है पाने को ।

बहस बहुत करते हैं वो , जो समझदार नही ं है।।
आज जो चुप चाप बैठे हैं , तुम भी याद रखना ।

ग़लतियाँ सब से होती ं है , कोई परवरदिगार नही ं है।।
कमजोर मैं नही,ं मेरा इम्तिहान ले रहा है वक़्त।

अहमियत है सब्र की, वक़्त इतना भी मक्कार नही ं है।।
तरक़्क़ी है आगे बढ़ना और सबको साथ ले जाने में।

मं ज़िल तक अके ले जाने को वो अभी तैय्यार नही ं है।।
मेरी ख़ामियाँ उसे याद है बिलकु ल पहाड़े की तरह।

जो वक्त के साथ बिखर जाए वो भी कोई प्यार नही ं है।।
माना तजुर्बा बहुत है तुम्हें शतरंज-ऐ- ज़िंदगी का।

प्यादे ही सही पर हम भी कोई बेकार नही ं हैं।।
जब कु छ भी नही ं था मैं, तो सबको चितं ा थी मेरी।

अब कु छ जब बन गया हूँ तो कोई नातेदार नही ं है।।
तुम हवाओ ं से पूछना उसे ये सिखाया है किसने।

शाको ं से पत्तों का गिरना तुझपे उधार नही ं है।।
जिस चीज़ को ठाना है उसे पाकर ही माना है।

महनत का स्थानापन्न अभय चमत्कार नही ं है।।
बड़े हो गए हैं हम बहुत, कोई श्रिंगार नही ं है।

इतनी व्यस्त है ज़िंदगी, कि अब इतवार नही ं है।।
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A FALL TO THE
(TRAGEDY IN 3 ACTS)
Maj K P Morphine
DARK SIDE
Disclaimer: The story is an act
of pure fiction set in a different
universe. Any resemblance to
real-life is but your overactive
imagination at work.
ACT 1 (SPRINGTIME OF ONE’S YOUTH)

Scene: The Institute at midnight. Picture it, as you might not have seen it. All seating taken (no pool
table back then, no fancy art on the walls). The usual bunch, packed at the counter, attempting to
convince the manager about the number of Kerala Paratha’s that were ordered. Lights focus on one
table.
Narrator: Seated around this table are 2 batchmates. Let us call them, The Crow and The Ape. They
are stuffing themselves with the Insti noodles, laced with food color so intense, even your intestinal
flora would be stained.
The Crow: We are finally leaving. It seems just yesterday I was a trembling faccha here. Man, I will
miss the place to death. It was a good life.
The Ape: The best, indeed. But all things come to an end. Life has changed, but may it never change
us.
Narrator: They punch each other and part. Each of them has a different destination. But as they part,
the memories they take back are different, The Crow had lived ‘The Life™’ with awesomeness all
around, with ultramarathons and cycling. The Ape had been mostly solitary but still retained a deep
affection towards this place for it had managed to civilize him to a significant extent.
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ACT 2 (BURNT NOSTALGIA)
Scene: 5 years have passed. The Institute at midnight. Picture it, as you have seen it. Completely
deserted, weird murals on the walls, the saddest pool table on earth. The counter is deserted. Lights
focus on one table.
Narrator: The Crow and The Ape are here. There is a half-eaten plate of food between the two of
them, the Kerala Paratha is soggy and the chicken curry is bland.
The Crow: Well, I guess all things change. Possibly, with Swiggy and Zomato, who would want to eat
here anymore.
The Ape: I guess I am old fashioned that way. But I wonder if this change is for the good. There is no
socializing at all. Everyone just lives in their own little bubble.
The Crow: Hello Pot, Kettle here. Whom are you calling black? Bro, you never would have left your
room if you could.
Narrator: The Ape knew that it was true; he did occasionally resent his extroverted friends who
dragged him out, ‘Insti Chalte Hai’. But he appreciated their efforts in the long run. The job they
trained for had always been a team sport and an inability to communicate would never get one far.
The Ape: But these guys, they have just ruined the place. Is this the place I have seen in my dreams? I
have sacrificed much to be back here.
The Crow: Don’t over react bro, accept change as it comes. There is still much good here. You are just
fixated on the past.
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ACT 3 (TRUE EVIL)
Scene: The distant future. The college appears deserted. The grounds appear to be poorly maintained.
The library is brightly lit even though the exams have just concluded and is eerily silent, even though
it is filled with people.
The Crow walks the roads of the college. Once welcoming, they feel most sinister to him. A bat
flutters over him and he smiles for he knows that the college now possesses some really advanced
drones. A flick of his finger and the bat slams itself into the nearest wall. All the birds and beasts
here are equipped with facial recognition systems. His face is painted as a harlequin, partly because
he was a gifted member of the dramatics club when young and partly to mess with the facial
recognition. He sees a cadet scurrying along, not daring to meet his eyes. The ExtraKnowledge™
band is around this cadets neck and is glowing red, indicating that the cadet has not met his daily
academic quotas. The band will generate a continuous low frequency buzzing sound till such time
the cadet achieves said quota. Most effective indeed.
He walks on, past the Canteen, which is now a ruin. He walks past the examination hall complex,
now called a global masterpiece of Brutalist architecture. Once it symbolized the infiniteness of
knowledge and was named accordingly, now it bears no name. But he knows what it looks like to
him and to those of his ilk.
The Crow: Hell, this is hell.
He knows that his arrival has been noted. He is sure that his old friend will agree to see him.
He walks past the gardens, past the hostels. The trees flanking the hostel gates are not really trees.
They are Argus™, a sophisticated system that scans and tracks all movement across the campus.
He walks to the Institute, and takes a seat at his customary table. There is actually no Institute worth
the name. There is only a table with 2 chairs. All else has crumbled a long time ago. As he sits, there
is motion in the darkness. He recognizes the gait of the person walking towards him from days past.
It is a characteristic stooping gait. But it is no longer cautious and careful. This is a walk of mastery,
of conquest. It is no longer his friend, The Ape. It is The Authority, the lord and master of this place.
The Crow: I should have known. The signs were always there. At first, in the early days, it was the
denial of proxies, the implementation of portable fingerprint scanning. It was wartime and we
thought it was for the good of all. Then it was RFID tags, biometric face scanning, torture bands. You
were once the best of us, the most glorious, a hero. The famed ‘Ashtavakra Ape’. What has happened
to you? What have you done to my home?
The Authority’s eyes are curiously opaque. This unnerves The Crow.
The Authority: Ah, the old titles. What did they call you again? ‘Cacophonic Crow’. Colleague, you
know as well as I what has transpired. The Intellisystem was the greatest gift we could have received.
The ability to directly transcend one’s knowledge of the sciences into mastery of the physical world
around us. We are veterans of the Endwar. You know what we fought. You realize the sacrifices made.
These kids don’t, they don’t appreciate what we did for them, so now they will be made to know.
The Crow: It was the whole point of the war. We made the sacrifices for this very peace that is now
prevalent. What you are doing is the same as our adversaries. Blind rote knowledge and repetition
may translate into Intellisystem results, but you have fought enough to know that no amount of
sheep can stop a tiger.
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The Authority: It matters not, named users such as ourselves are few and far between. Enough
fleas can sting a horse to death. My trainees will be able to use the system, for many that is all that
matters. They do not care how it ruins their lives, they just wish to be part of it. For to be part of the
system is to be glorious. It is to be above your fellow men.
The Crow: They are young, they don’t know anything of the toll the system takes from them. Stop
this now. Let our home be restored. Named users or not, it will at least produce humans, not these
soulless automata. Forgive me, old friend, but this madness must stop.
The Crow shrugs off his cloak and reveals a truly grotesque figure. It is the side effect of Intellisystem
use. His right arm is covered with feathers that appear darker against the moonlight and ends in a
birds claws. His eyes are dark as utter night and a second eyelid moves into place. Huge wings sprout
from his back and as they flap, a gust of wind upends the table. He is otherwise, dressed impeccably
in a crisp suit with only the right arm being bereft of fabric. He lets out a fearsome caw. The very
fabric of space ripples with it and it is focused on the Authority. The Argus trees burst into flame.
The impact is felt across the campus as the ExtraKnowledge™ bands spark out. The Authority’s cloak
shreds apart and reveals something even more monstrous than the Crow. It is a man with opaque
eyes, with multiple protrusions jutting out of his cranium like multiple USB Drives. There are eyes
floating behind him, cruel, lidless eyes.
The Crow: Old fool, you have used the External Drive Banks. I thought you destroyed them all. To
know the enemy too well is to become them. Stolen knowledge is no knowledge,
The Authority(voice rising higher): Knowledge is knowledge , Old Crow. Or should I say dead crow.
It was foolish of you to come alone.
The Authority manifests his power. It is as an ocean in turmoil. The very clouds spilt apart and it is
as if the weight of the world is on The Crow. The ground cracks and The Crow is on his knees. Bent,
but unbroken. As the Authority focuses on him even more, his wings start to crack, but he does not
cry out. The Authority suddenly looks elsewhere, even as one of his hands start to blacken. He is
then slammed into the ground, deep enough to cave in. Four neat holes appear on every appendage
and he falls down. A multitude of indistinct figures appear behind The Crow.
The Authority: No, all of you are long dead. I know these systems. ‘Tox Emperor’ ,‘Herculean Haathi’,
‘Texas’. You all died in the Endwar. What have you done, Crow?
The Crow: (tearfully)

If you wish to be free,
Know you are the Self,
The witness of all these,
The heart of awareness.
If you think you are free, You are free.
If you think you are bound, You are bound.
Do you recognise the lines, old friend? The heroes of our time, the greatest of the past, they are here.
The Authority: My own against me? How dare you?
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The Crow: Then break it. Back then, you told me the trick of it. I never could do anything about it
then.
The Authority is dazed. The system skill which gave him his fame, is no longer his. In the pursuit
of knowledge at all costs, he has surrendered his understanding. To use ‘Ashtavakra’ one had to
understand that there is but one reality and that all of existence is but a manifestation of this reality.
He collapses. His skin starts to blacken.
The Authority: Crow, you have won, but if you expect my repentance, you can go to hell. Ironically, it
is you who never understood. I did what I felt was right. The world needs knowledge. Understanding
is difficult. We can’t have your breed, those with empathy and deep understanding. They take too
long to grow into their strength. We need the new kind, those who know the algorithms and are able
to grow into the system quickly. New wars, new soldiers. You do not consider the future.
The Crow: Yet, here I stand and here you lie. For all your power and external knowledge, you lacked
understanding. Your own skills have bested you. I choose the old ways. They have not failed us.
The Authority: Yet, Crow. They have not failed you yet.
As life fades from the Authority, a semblance of The Ape seems to return.
The Ape: Beware, Crow. The ladders of profit are scaled by sucking out our very marrow.
The Crow: Forgive me, old friend. May you gain peace and understanding.
The cadets gather around him, free of their bands and The Crow begins to preach.
A new day dawns.
Which is your dream speciality?

It’s my own speciality, now I can say this. I
remember when I thought of taking medicine but
now it has become a really special speciality for
me.
I’ve started loving it now, it’s like the subject has
grown over the period of time and it has made me
grow with it. It was obviously not love at first sight,
but for the period of time that it has been a part of
my life, you grow to love what stays with you.
HoD Anatomy
Ans : Col Debashish Bandhopadhyay,
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काश यह दरारें, यह निशान
दास्तान
अपनी दास्तान बता पाते गौरव जलाल, G3
अपनी कहानी को अपने
शब्दो में बयां कर पाते
बता पाते कि ज़रूरी नही ं
वह किसी हादसे का शिकार थें
के हर बार उनका वजूद
किसी दरु ्घटना से नही ं होता
के कभी कभी वह
बच्चों की मासूमियत को,
उनकी शरारतो ं को
सं जोए रखतें हैं।
भरोसा नही तुम्हें, तो पूछ लो

उन खाली घर की दीवारो ं को
उन मकानो ं के टू टे कांच को
या उन अधेड़ उम्र की आंखो ं को
जो आज भी इन दरारो ं में
अपना बीता हुआ कल बिताती है,
अपनी यादें सांझा करती है,
किसी के लौट आने की आस लगाती है।
काश यह दरारें, यह निशान

अपनी कहानी बयां कर पाते
अपनी बेगुनाही साबित कर पाते
शायद यह भी तुमसे आशा करतें होगं े
कि तिरस्कार छोड़, तुम खुशी से इनका
आगमन करो, अपनी यादो ं के सफर में
काश ये दरारें, ये निशान कु छ कह पाते
अपनी दास्तां तुम्हें सुना पाते।
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An Interview with
Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal

SM, VSM
DIRECTOR &
COMMANDANT
Sir, it is said that army men have

the richest collection of adventurous
stories, what is that one story which
comes to your mind which you
would like to share with us today?
When I was the RMO (Regimental Medical Officer) of To serve your patients, yes. So you people are
an Artillery unit, and the unit had 130mm guns. We had doubly blessed that you will become doctors and
to go for firing to the ranges and these were at different serve humanity and secondly, you all shall be in
locations from where the guns were fired. Generally, the uniform so you will be serving the nation also.
RMO stays with the guns. One day, I was asked to pass If we truly care for our patients, and are able to
the order to fire the guns. So I passed the orders but bring a smile on their faces, that would be a great
nobody was firing. Even after repeating, nobody fired. blessing.
After this happened, the CHM comes to me, and tells
“Sir, you have to give them a treat, only then they shall
fire.” So I promised them a treat and then they fired. Sir, besides your busy professional life, what do
That was quite interesting. you do to keep yourself physically and spiritually
rejuvenated?
What year was this, sir?
Great question, firstly I believe in getting up early
It was in 1988, I think none of you were born back then. in the morning. I get up at 4 to 4:30am in the
(laughs) morning everyday. I try to sleep early so that its
easy to wake up. Once I get up in the morning, I
do some stretching exercises. I believe in doing
Sir, what are the three qualities that would take one of us Pranayama because it helps in oxygenation and
to your seat one day? decreasing the vagal tone. I believe in positive
formation. I do my prayers and meditation. That
Yes, I want that one day, that one of you sits on keeps me physically and mentally strong. As you
this chair. Hardwork, positive attitude and most know, I go for cycling also. Whenever I get time, I
importantly genuine care for your patients. I genuinely do burpees. You have to keep yourself physically
feel that I’m here because of the blessings of my active, only then you shall be mentally agile. All of
patients. I always ask my residents why have you chosen this helps you to become spiritually connected.
this profession. Can one of you tell me?
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So sir, you have a very unique experience of treating four your games, music, drama etc. So there is a
Presidents. How has that been like? complete personality development. Whereas, GMC
Jammu was all about studying and getting good
Firstly I’m grateful to army that I got this opportunity marks. You are getting an opportunity to become
to serve four supreme commanders. The first thing that good doctor and a good army officer also.
I noticed was the humility. All four of them were so
humble and full of compassion. It was a unique thing
that I found in them. I feel honoured and privileged to How was your College life in GMC Jammu?
have been associated with the supreme commanders.
And the credit for this goes to the Armed Forces where As I said, the emphasis was entirely on studies. We
I’m working. All of you will get such opportunity since did not have opportunities like that in AFMC. But I
you are a part of this great organisation. do have fond memories of the college days.
Sir, would you like to share something quirky or fun, like

an anecdote? Sir, how do you handle failures? How do you get back up
after a major setback?
Dr Kalam! Dr Kalam was always inquisitive. He would
ask you several questions whenever you met him. See, life is never smooth. There are highs and lows
Whereas, Mr Pranab Mukherjee was very intellectual. in life. I see failures as an opportunity to learn new
He used to remember things of the past too and on things. You know about Edison? He failed so many
particular days, like Diwali, I used to get gifts from times. Getting back depends on your attitude. You
the President’s house. In 2011 I was organising a should always have a positive attitude. Accept the
conference for endocrinologists and I requested ma’am things as they are and try to improve upon them. I
to inaugurate my conference. That was the first time, don’t look at it with sadness. Sadness is when you
Pratibha Patil ma’am came out of her way to inaugurate react to it. If you think about it, there is no sadness.
a medical conference. She came to Pune for that. You should have faith in your abilities and yourself,
Regarding Kovind sir, (President Ram Nath Kovind), he then it will not break your confidence. You should
was very humble and caring. So the common thread to never compare yourself with others. You should
all the four presidents was humility. That should be the always trust your capabilities. The moment you think
hallmark of any good human being. you will not be able to do it, you will never be able to
do it.
Sir, how do you compare your college life in GMC Jammu

to the Cadet life in AFMC as you see it now? Often medical education becomes very hectic to the
mind and the body. Especially for someone who has
As I say always, you all are lucky to be a part of this great the pressure of studying in such a great institution and
institute. In GMC Jammu, the entire emphasis was you representing the nation. At that time, there is a tendency
have to just study and nothing else. Here you are being to go into depression or isolate yourself. So what would
moulded to have a holistic personality development. you tell that particular student?
Academics are strong, you have opportunity to pursue
Best antidepressant is exercising. By exercising, you
get endorphins. Anytime you have that feeling, go for
a run. Strenuous exercise will never let depression
overpower you. There is enough scientific evidence
now that muscle also serves as an endocrine organ
which secretes various endorphins that act on your
brain. So that feeling of sadness and depression will
melt away. Be physically strong.
Sir, in the rapidly evolving landscape of medicine, what

are some of the most important skills that an aspiring
physician should have?
That’s a very important word, “aspiring physician”.

We have become doctors to serve humanity. Always
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keep that humane touch in your mind. Medicine is
an art. Despite all these scientific advancements,
RAPID
medicine is an effort and you have to respect your
patients and have good communication skills.
Touch your patients. Of course, like all other fields,
we have to use the technological advancements for
the benefit of our patients. Bottomline remains,
that you need to have the empathetic touch and
good communication skills. Patient is always god
for you.
FIRE
Sir, army is all about exhilaration
and what’s more exhilarating than a
We are always told that Army lacks the adequate rapid fire round?
medical exposure compared to the civil setup. How do
we deal with that? Get together with friends or a quiet
sunset alone?
My dear children, this is a myth. I have been in - Get together with friends
the army for so many years. I think my exposure,
in army, looking after patients is much more Favourite Book?
than my civil counterparts. You will have ample - Bhagvad Gita
opportunities to see patients and that too, in the
best environment. Alternate profession?
- Spiritual Guru
Celebrity crush in college days?

Sir, at the peripheral units, the MO is posted with - Waheeda Rahman
the soldiers of the other corps who have trained very
hard to sustain in the harsh environments such as an Favourite drink?
ambush, but a doctor isn’t. So it is a very exhilarating - Aqua Pura – H20 (laughs)
experience for the MO. Have you ever come across
such a near death or an adventurous experience? Favourite gland in the body?
- Hypothalamus
Long ago, I was on a patrol with a unit in Jammu
and Kashmir. The area was all snow covered and Jack of all trades or master of one?
filled with trenches here and there. Two members - Jack of all trades
of our unit fell into those trenches. Luckily we
were escorted by the rescue team afterwards. We
were young back then and so we really enjoyed
such things. The relation I have with them is great
and I still receive phone calls and letters from my
friends of the unit.
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मनचाहा उपहार
नही ं मिलता
इस धरती पर सबको अपना,
मन चाहा उपहार नहीं मिलता,
जब प्रश्न जटिल, अनायास हो बाधा,

व्याकु ल मन यह सीधा -साधा
तब जीवन का हमको कोई , अनिल फौजदार, G3
अद्तभु सार नहीं मिलता,

बादल जब भी जल ना बरसाता,
धरती का तब धैर्य अकु लाता,
लेकिन धरा भी यह जानती ,
प्यासे को पानी हर बार नहीं मिलता,

जब मन पर्वत - सा होकर,
बहाता एहसासों का झरना,
उन भावों को समेट कर बढ़ना,
जैसे बिन हथियार युद्ध है लड़ना,
इन मुश्किल हालातों में अकसर,
हमको मन चाहा यार नहीं मिलता,

मेल वही , जिसका कोई मोल नहीं ,

वह कै सा रिश्ता जो अनमोल नहीं,
वह कै सा मीत जो रूठ गया,
वह कै सा गीत जो टू ट गया,
पर सच यही , कोई झठू नहीं
यहाँ सबको सबका साथ नहीं मिलता,

मन चाहा उपहार नहीं मिलता ।
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You are a poem
I can see
Back and forth
The thoughts, the memories
The moments
In my mind, keep the pain alive
With each beating pulse

I can sense you fade away
Even the shivers through my body
Subside, only, by the warmth
Of your presence
You’re a poem I can see

These words don’t suffice.
For the eyes cannot
Contemplate the sight
These lines are not to blame
Sunlight, traversing
Through the slits of your hair
Burn what is left of me
Yet, I will love you only that much
Iqbal Irshad
Mohammed Haris
H3
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Waiting
For You
The moon veiled

These nights have unfurled
Perpetuating boundless sorrow
Leaves have been abandoned

In the September autumn
The trees, save themselves
The sun has risen

The light that accompanies
Progressing through the horizon
Yet here I wait, still

Under the garden bridge
In the flowing water, your reflection bidding
Iqbal Irshad
Mohammed Haris
H3
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Kilroy Times
The Commandant’s Trophy
Long gone are the days when the Inter-batch used to be a batch effort. Such is the plight, that
a ragtag team of three misfits with their dol-fins and horse power single-handedly destroyed
three batches. A certain mild tempered, short haired cook could be seen selling a box full of
medals (old and new) to the highest bidder.
As time passes like sand through our fingers, life at AFMC changes, transforming into something
different altogether, while somehow maintaining the same essence. The Dhanno can’t help but
conform, being the mirror of the vox populi it is. Following it, the next pages shall follow the theme of:
Straight
(Perhaps this will be met with a little scrutiny, but this section deals with all that is Straight)

Sir, what’s your most memorable posting?
My best posting or tenure was when I was in field formation in Siachen glacier.
Why is it different? Firstly, the danger: there are 15 to 17 people and you see
death very closely, be it by shelling or the weather. Secondly, the close contact,
you and your men sleep in the same hut, live together. Thirdly, this posting
requires mental strength because medical officers usually work twice the
tenure than infantry troops who rotate every 3 months. I learnt a few crucial
things like the problem with crevices where you can fall and you’re almost
unrecoverable and I had an association with the person who taught me skiing
there. You undergo a basic mountain warfare course, where you learn basic
survival skills in the mountain like climbing on ice or driving snowmobiles.
HoD Orthopaedics
Ans : Brig Chetan Sood,
Even though it was a vulnerable place with shelling, bad weather, frost bite
happening all the time, at the end of the day you have to make the most out of
it, so I did just that and I made good friends for life.
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Maya Sita
Lt Yash Gupta, E3
Today, I’ve been sitting in the library for 8 hours, like a modern-day Sita on her best behaviour.
Repeating the words lamivudine and tenofovir/ lamivudine and tenofovir/ lamivudine and tenofovir
till they start to sound just a bit ridiculous. I’ll give up and go to the hostel soon enough–Ashok
Chakra Library is not the kind of place a girl of decent upbringing visits after 10 pm.
As I walk back I’m debating whether well-behaved women seldom make history, or do women who
make history often lose their reputation for being well-behaved?
Another whatsapp message from them on our batch group named ‘Important’ (we have three): hand
holding is now banned on campus .The rules are clear, set in stone. They exchanged the words in
“Make love, not war”.
I’m thinking of the time Fleabag said Hair. Is. Everything.

“It’s the difference between a good day and a bad day. We’re meant to think that it’s a symbol of
power, that it’s a symbol of fertility.” Mine’s bright blue. For every adult who thinks it’s a cry for
attention there’s a child in the paeds ward who immediately
wants to be my friend. Must be symbolic of something
wonderful.
Tonight, I’m crossing the threshold like a modern-

day Sita, without permission and without anyone
who’ll save me in time. I wasn’t given a night out
the last time my father would ever visit Pune. It’s
difficult not to resent some rules now.
About three thousand kilometres away, protestors shall

be executed, for protesting against a compulsory piece
of cloth. I like to think I can stand in solidarity from a
thousand miles away; afterall, I am another girl who
has been forced to cover her head–a hoodie this
time instead of another alliterative piece of
cloth–as I sneak into out-of-bounds TV
rooms to watch the FIFA semi finals
with my friends. Sometimes, I like
to forget the security of the bubble
in which I exist, and in which I am
able to type this rant.
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I am lying on the cold floor like a 22 year old after a panic attack. I don’t want to be like any of the
women I was told to admire. Unlike Sita, I realise these people and their rules aren’t worth walking
through a fire for.
Sometimes, I want to stand outside the girls hostel at ten pm and chant Michael Jackson’s “They
Don’t Really Care About Us” till my batchmates and facchis join in unison, loud enough to show
Sita that if she wasn’t so dignified she would be sitting on the throne she deserved.
Sometimes, I realise my voice is weak and the sky is empty, and I want the earth to split open and
consume me.
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आंगन का वृक्ष
निशांत चौधरी, H3
ऐ वृक्ष कितने सुन्दर
निश्चल, मासूम हो,
तुम्हारी फै ली भुजाएँ मानो
समेट लेने को आतुर मुझ।े
तुम पर इठलाते, झमु ते पं छी

मं डराती रंग बिरंगी तितलियाँ,
कोमल पत्तों पर भवं रो की गुंजन
कितना मनोहारी अनुपम दृश्य।
हवा मे सरसराते पत्ते

लगते है सं गीत मुझ,े
तुम्हारी शीतल स्निग्ध छाया
लगती माँ की गोद मुझ।े
जब होता गं भीर उदास मैं

तब देते सांत्वना मुझको,
मौन रहकर भी तुम
कितना कु छ कह जाते हो।
बन गया इक अटू ट रिश्ता

मेरी तुम्हारी खामोशी का,
ऐ वृक्ष कितने सुन्दर
निश्चल, मासूम हो।
What is your favourite posting?

I think I must say that it is my favorite question.
Yes, I am here for this third time and whatever I
am today, it’s because of this grand old institution.
Anyone who stays here, works here is bound to
get attached to this beautiful institution. This
institution has made me what I am today. So
my answer is that my favourite posting is THE
HoD Paediatrics ARMED FORCES MEDICAL COLLEGE, as
Ans : Surg Cmde K M Adhikari, obvious as it seems.
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A Letter to 2062
Reywath Sajeev, H3 batch
Dear reader
The year is 2062, it is the time of your life. The sun shines bright, and the birds chirp in the distance,
and the gentle breeze blows through the college. The trees move and the cold August mist sets in
as you zip past DJB on your hoverboard to reach wherever it is that you have to go. You hover past
a crowd digging something from the ground, not many but a few. A few minutes of digging, and a
shiny silvery container is unearthed. It is taken out and laid on the ground and gently opened. This
time capsule has finally been opened.
You stand there, watching from a distance, when suddenly bright light engulfs you. You are blinded.
A few moments later, you open your eyes.
Not much is visible and you find yourself in a blank space, there’s nothing above you, there’s nothing
behind you- just blank infinity.
In your right hand you find a piece of paper. You slowly open it. The contents of the paper are as
follows:
“3rd August 2022, 5:32 PM
Dear reader,
When this piece of paper will be taken out, and brought into the air of 2062, I would most probably
be dead or somewhere near 61 years old.
This letter reaching you is success to the efforts taken by a box buried under the ground for the past
40 years. Welcome to cusp of humanity, the upper tip of the bell curve
The 21st century. This is what ‘is’. This is where it all leads to. 4.5 million years of human evolution,
All of it. The civilisations, the wars, the crops, the bread, the salt, the propaganda, the peace, the
cameras, the reels, the satellites, the movies, all the seasons of family guy, the entirety of what we do
here, or what we will do.
All of it, every single bit of it, leads to you holding this piece of paper in your hand. You made it.
We are proud. At least I am. But I don’t matter. You do.
I’m probably dead(Jiss hisab se abhi 420 420 kar rha hu, Aisa hi lagta h)
You must have questions, I’m sure, holding this paper in your robotic appendage you must be
thinking, “Arre isme screen kaha h”.
We’ll find answers, don’t worry. Finding answers to questions is the single job humans have been
doing since the beginning. That, and making fidget spinners.
There surely must be a number of changes in the future, like you don’t need 75% attendance right?
Right? The future is a distant event. 40 years is not a small span of time. Imagine you being born a
helpless baby, lying on a table and then becoming a developed hardened adult with midlife crisis,
that’s 40 years. It’s like 40 different new year resolutions. Just many months passing by, one after the
other. Day after day. I am the past now, you are the future that will be. In my time, if we make a list
of things that humans have done, the birth of technology will be on top. We are so dependent on
tech right now, we can’t live without it. We just can’t. We have a bot that can imagine Mona Lisa to
be a cat. Children grow up with iPhones in their hands. There is an endless reel of content at the tip
of our fingers. Technology that can assess health, and even cure deadly diseases. A chatbot that can
interpret human emotions.
We have burgers. We have trees. We have everything at the tip of our fingers.
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Right now, we are living at the literal cutting edge of the time where technology could change
everything forever. It’s good. Life’s not bad.
We as kids have grown up to see the boom, the explosion. The kind you guys probably learn about
in history, called the 2000s. I’ve seen Spiderman the flash game becoming Spiderman PS5. I’ve seen
an iPod becoming iPhone 14 pro Max All in 20 years, just 20.
I’ve seen a microscopic virus bringing humanity to its knees. And humanity punching it back in
the balls. The past 20 years, leave 20, the past 5 years have seen more changes than the past 2000
years of humanity’s existence. We are drastically changing ourselves and our surroundings. And
producing more babies to live in them. Humans are idiots. Leave that. Life as I imagine it would be
astronomically different then, in the future right? Because life is not what it was 10 years ago, so I
expect you to do tenet level time travel and stuff. Or maybe at least travel to other planets with ease.
That’s the bare minimum bro. I know it’s like people in 1985, imagining flying cars to exist in 2020.
But life must be considerably better than it is now.
I do have a few questions though:
Is it Jeff or Elon who owns the world? Or is it Modi? Or is it synchronous democracy? nah that’s
made up.
Have you solved climate change? Has humanity reached Mars? Maybe there’s another campus on
Mars. Do girls still have an in-time? Do you still eat organic food?
Can you upload your mind? Is Olivia Rodrigo cute at 60?
Have you understood consciousness? Do we as humans know our purpose? Do you still have 5 toes?
Do you still use paper? Do jobs have quotas for AI in doing human tasks?
Wait, you are human right? Pls tell me you are human.
What do you use instead of petrol? Have you harnessed the Sun? Do you still have samosa sambar?
You know what, at this moment it’s all futile, cause I’ll have to wait another 40 years for these
answers.
AFMC too may have changed, there may be drones everywhere now, You don’t have to go to class,
and it’s all online. There are newer tasks and more clubs.
At the end of this letter you’d probably send Arnold to stop me from writing this.
Things may have changed, but I believe AFMC would still look a lot like it does now, because it looks
a lot like it did in 1962. There are changes, but Otilia would still be Otilia (or maybe we’ll have a new
national hockey player by then), so will the parade ground, Basketball court, and Old command.
The wear of 40 years of passing time would be showing on her buildings, but AFMC would still be
AFMC. The red light at Diamond jubilee block would still be a stark contrast to the darkness of the
mid June night. The hostel would still have stories of orientation etched on its walls.
Mess would still echo with the sound of cutlery and fachche shouting intros,
(and Rajnish ji paani la dijiye!! and him coming and placing the jug slowly by your side
“Aaj to bahut paani pee rahe ho” “Wo kuch nhi Rajnishji bas hydrate kar rha tha, aap Pani do)
The cadets would still live the way of life, embodying each and every one of us,
even you, living life a cut above. If you are opening this in 2062, then you will be born somewhere
near 20 years from today, the day I’m writing this. Your parents are probably kids now. It is a long
time, and a longer wait. That’s the thing about time, it takes all with it, and before you know it, your
present is nostalgia. I know, days are gonna pass into months, and months into years.
You are here for a very short period of time, your seniors leave, juniors arrive and then you leave
and the cycle repeats. It’s fine. That’s the way it is.
As we wait, in this world for our future to come to us, we hope for good, as years pass, we live on.
I’ve learned to imagine life to be a college fest. You can’t do everything, you can’t be everywhere. You
can do a few things and then be happy about it later. Or be happy whilst doing it. Or not be happy at
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all. I don’t know if you’ll get this letter or if the time capsule is ever buried, let alone unearthed. Or if
I should just put this on a pendrive rather than a piece of paper. I don’t know. For the vast majority of
my life, there are a lot of questions to which I will not find all answers.
But I hope this reaches you, I really do. Hope is all we can do honestly, There’s no winning or losing
in this. It’s just this piece of paper in your hand right now and me writing this here, now.
In 2062, hopefully
I would be sitting somewhere, thinking about them good old days,
the ones I am surviving through now, writing this.
I have an exam coming up in 2 days. Oh Yes, the Diamond Jubilee celebrations were held between
exams. We did the meme presentation and an Amazing light and sound show, it was great. We sang
Summer of 69 with guys who listened to it in college back when it came out.
It was great.
It is evening now, and my roomie is studying. I think I’ll open my books. (`Books kya bhai, ek
selective hi to hai)
If I can, I will show up at the 100th anniversary, trying to figure out why all the buildings look so
familiar, and why this place has that odd pressing feeling to it and why it feels like home.
Try to find me in the crowd.
I’ll be there. :)
Damn I am going to be old one day. *Comfortably goes back to swiping right in bumble
Yours truly
Reywath Sajeev
H3 batch
AFG 7856
PS: I would ask you the medical anthem,

I want to see how that evolves.
Thoda to Gyan de hi sakta hu.
Clinics chale jaana
Attendance bana ke rakhna
Dost ko dost, aur bandi ko bandi rakhna
Khelna nahi aata to basky mat jana
Har weekend kuch karna
Like go out, do stuff every chance you get
52*4 1/2 is nearly 250 weekends
Use them wisely
End mein faccha term hi yaad aata h
Be with people who want to be with you
Thoda padh lena, doctor hi Banna hai
end mein.
Care less about what people think.
Nayi cheezein try karna
Roomie: Dil usse lagana sirf jis ki
guarantee ho.
That’s it. Bye.
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Musings
Anonymous Kilroy
Hey, so how many of you have watched the series Bojack Horseman?
An American drama comedy series on Netflix spanning 6 seasons, Bojack Horseman follows the
story of a humanoid horse who achieves success at a young age and then goes in a miserable spiral of
depression, substance issues and a failing career. I never expected a talking horse could bring tears to
my eyes and make me laugh the very next second .
What began as a show with seemingly light jokes and clever wordplay has shown me a stark
reflection of myself, one that I don’t think I was prepared to see.
All of us are trying to live a life in which we aren’t who we truly are, but a mere impression of what
our friends and the society view us as.
I can see myself making tall promises that I’ll finish a certain subject in 3 days or I’ll start learning
Malayalam, Mandarin, and 5 other things just like Bojack, and then fail miserably as I grapple to
finish even a fraction of the work, that funnily enough I myself volenteered to do a while back. I see
myself blaming situations and people for my failures, running away from responsibilities, always
placating myself with some excuse every time.
You see, I don’t want to admit I’m broken, I don’t want the world to know that I’m not as perfect as
they view me as. Just like Bojack, who didn’t want his memoir to be released, I’m afraid of penning
down this article, afraid that people will see right past the smile I have plastered on my face at all
times, and through the walls I’ve created to finally meet the true me, to see me for who I am, and I’m
afraid they won’t like the real me, rather I’m sure they won’t like the true me, because even I don’t
like the real me.
Just how much I found myself relating to Bojack, our central character, was quite jarring. I mean, I
don’t have the traumatic childhood that he did, but in a way that’s even worse, atleast he could use
that as an excuse for his narcissistic self destructive behaviour.
As the show progresses, Bojack takes a series of measures for self improvement, and I’m always
rooting for him to succeed, because in a way, I would want to succeed in the measures I’m taking
too. To top it off, I’m always anxious to know whether he succeeds or not, because in a distorted
sense, I believe if he succeeds, so will I.
Often by avoiding to confront our problems, we believe that we are running away from failure, but
infact, in a tragic irony, we’re falling face down towards it.
Amidst the myriad of fun and insightful articles here in the magazine , let this piece be a comforting
reminder to all Kilroys out there, that it’s okay to not be okay, it’s okay to feel like an imposter in the
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class or in the field, and it is okay to talk about it and seek help.
Being a kilroy doesn’t always have to mean that you have all dimensions of your life figured out,
that you’re in some way perfect. From what little I know, what being a Kilroy means, is to persevere.
To persevere when things go south, and when you feel yourself up against a wall, the world bearing
down on you with all its might.
It is in that moment, the perseverance that a Kilroy shows, that sets him/her apart from the crowd.
- A Kilroy
HoD Internal Medicine

Ans : Brig Jayaram Muthukrishnan,
Which is your favorite sport and why?

My favourite sport is running long distances
(Marathon).
Training for this sport and running marathons not
only improves one’s physical health, but also builds
self-discipline, character and perseverance. These
are instrumental in improving one as a person
and making one better in their professional and
personal lives.
Q 1. Omnipresent, omnipotent, omniscient Q 2. A Buddha, an amphitheatre, a Saraswati

God of medicine is what I am meant Proud boastly in the eight blooms pretty
Nine hundred and ninety eight lay safe under my You would find humans, flora and all kinds of
abode hounds
Movies, meetings and fashion shows all on board But for a penguin I am out of bounds.
ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS ON PAGE NUMBER 122
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NAUGHTY-FICATIONS
Maj Morphine Slow Singh
Barfi Natural Glow
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Silhouettes Core To PRC head in every
meeting :
Le PRC head :
ANSWER TO QUESTIONS ON PAGE NUMBER 122

Elizabeth trying to convincing the adm:
Enthu cadets every

Himashu considering now and then :
alternate career options:
Q3. Here I guard, the mighty wall Q4. 128 up, 129 down Q5. The sixteen of us overlook the scenery
All around the college, I stand above & tall Matched by green grass & soil brown As one would pass by the greenery
I form an integral part of your faccha days You can walk, but don’t give rides Now refurbished, polished & painted dry
Though I am ten, only seven shall give you Until you are in beige you can’t take The pride of AFMC who am I?
ways
strides
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Kilroy Times
WHAT A The real ice-breaking session started happening
after two messes were united across the border.
Now, cadets can be observed on certain rainy days
MESS !
and dark nights having dinner dates over flashlight
and glass tumblers.
Central Cadets Mess was inaugurated in 10th Dec 2009.
Life comes full circle as biometric attendance returns to the Jee Hech.
It is expected that the attendant shall be spared graphic visuals in
front of GH gate involving hurried residents and hormonal homies.
IN &
OUT
Allegedly, the intime shall be extended further too, and perhaps
dates will last longer, eventually, leading to a surge in UPT test kits
in the hostel. According to a certain MI Room specialist.
theme of:
Screenstuck
(Interactive screens let digital art pour in, while paper and paint grew distant)
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THE WEIGH
OF ADVERSITY Atharv Dombe, G3
It was just a normal day- any other average day, wake up, get breakfast, collect more eggs, get to
class, attend clinics(or skip them, depends on you), get lunch, go to class again, have evening snacks
in the mess(which is rare).
Wore an underarmour tee for the first time, the little joys in life, right? Did my legs and a few lateral
raises as I would have on any other day- train to failure or forever remain one, am I right?
I was about to leave the gym, but I saw that someone had left his weights on the squat rack. Well, a
little bit of curiousity never hurt someone, right?
So I got under the weight, lifted it, and held it for a few seconds. Thought that was enough for the
day, so placed the right side of the barbell on the rack, and tried to get under the weight and leave it
there.
175 kgs. Apparently the left side of the barbell wasn’t in position.
All of it came crashing down on, and along with me, while I came crashing down on the floor. Some
metallic part of the rack had forced it way into my cheek, although it somehow hadn’t pierced my
skin.
My instincts kicked in. Fight or flight came in to do its job, although I couldn’t fight 175 kgs with a
piece almost embedded in me, and I couldn’t flee, because I was stuck.
All I could think was to hope somebody would come to the rescue. People did, obviously, there are
good people in the world, and most of them hang around VP Dhand gymnasium. Few tried to get
the weights out of the barbell, and some tried get the barbell off me, and some tried to get me off the
smith machine, a metallic hook of which was still inside my maxillary sinus.
They got me up.
Quick check, I saw three of my teeth lying on the floor, I touched my tongue to my palate, or the
other way around- something was on my tongue. When I came to (more of my)senses, I found out
it was my maxilla hanging.
I was rushed to the MI room on a motorcycle. The DO and the saabs that day rushed to give me first
aid.
I was transferred to Command in an ambulance. I registered a few faces or two. I couldn’t speak- my
face was literally broken. I recall the severely concerned expression on Sebastian sir’s face.
I also recall trying to figure out how I’d tell my parents what had happened, and since I couldn’t
think of any way to tell this to them without distressing them a lot, I decided against it.
The primary concern of everybody was to check whether any vital organs had been damaged. I
was put through a CT scan machine, and thankfully my brain, eyes, and most of my ears were
intact(I was later told why the injury to my ear hadn’t required any CT scan, since it was very visibly
hanging off my face).
Several specialists from specialties the names of which I had barely heard of filled the minor OT of
the emergency room. I was stabilized and my ear was stitched back to my head.
Severely outnumbering the specialists(who were already too many) a lot of friends came to
Command, although they had to be chased away, and soon afterwards I was shifted to the Officer’s
ward.
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I woke up the next day to find the entire right half of my face swollen, and later that day, a splint
was attached to my palate to prevent the bone from collapsing again.
My maxilla was still hanging, so a surgery was scheduled two days later.
Even though I had initially decided to not inform my parents, lest they freak out, I decided to tell
them about it. I texted them that evening. (because obviously, not a lot of people with hanging
maxillae chitchat on the phone).
They arrived the next morning, and my mother stayed in the guest room for the next three weeks.
I honestly have no idea how I’d have gotten through it, had it not been for my aai, and my friends
who kept calling, texting, showing up with things I needed, and played UNO and carrom at
ungodly hours in the night.
I had my surgery- first time with general anaesthesia, and I was out like a light in seconds.
Woke up freezing and with a sharp pain in my cheek(the one on my face), in the same OT.
Initially, I was on IV and I was slowly shifted to a semi solid diet.

I was discharged from the ward a week later, and as fauji life goes, I was instructed to report for
classes the next day I was discharged.
Life was so inactive- I was used to spend my evenings trying to defeat gravity, and here I was, in
my bed, scrolling reels and cursing that day.
I went on a few side quests too- what do you expect a bored man to do?
I tried auditioning for panache. With my half-swollen, half-paralysed, scheduled-for-another-
surgery face, I got selected.
Time passed by. I started gym 1 month after the incidents. There were obviously a lot of good
roasts thrown my way, but mentioning most of them would probably take Dhanvantari from PG-
13 to R. Gym felt good, obviously. Man sit idle, man get sad, man lift big rock, man feel good- the
ancient maxim stays true to this day. This man started with smaller rocks, and slowly moved to
bigger rocks, the keyword being slowly.
These were a few of the most trying days I’ve had in my life.
Losing hope was easy, and it was even easier to forget what
I was even losing hope about. I couldn’t ask for more,
though. I had, and still have, great friends. Some visited,
some brought stuff, some stayed overnight to chat and
play board games. My parents held themselves together,
which was something I don’t think I’d be capable to do
myself if someone I loved were in this position, I wish I
get like that sometime. People in Panache were fun, and
Silhouettes was another experience altogether.
Well, I have my face with me. It has a scar from a trek,
when a rock made contact with my face(not Dwayne
Johnson). I have survived that, I have survived this squat
rack incident. I don’t wanna try my hand at more such
stuff, but I think I can survive much of what life will
throw at me.
I’m doing well, with 28 almost intact teeth.
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विडंबना या कर्म
हेमन्त शेखावत, I3
यह विडंबना का दृश्य है।
क्या यह स्वयं -कर्मों का सं हयोग,
या भाग्य रचित प्रमोद या उद्वेगात्मक सोच।
दृष्टिहीन को न दृष्टि मिली

दृष्टि-व्रत को दिव्य दृष्टि।
फिर रचा गया एक ऐसा श्रृंगार,

एक तरफ देवव्रत वरदानीत पोत्रो का अटहास,
और दसु री तरफ तपवृत्त से उत्पन्न, कुं ती के पुत्रों
का साहस ।
ये विडंबनाए देख अचरज हो रहा मैं ,

षोडश बालक, चन्द्र अवतारी, कृ ष्ण शिष्य,
अर्जुन सुभद्रा पुत्र, असीम-गुण धारी।
इस श्रृंगार मे बना, वह धर्म-ध्वजधारी
कृ पी, कर्ण, द्रोण, अश्वत्थामा, दर्ु योधन
सब असीम बलधारी ।
फिर क्यों अधर्म और छल की बाणो से,

अभिमन्यु ने अंतशय्या धारी।
क्या ये विडंबना है,
वीरता की या कर्म-कोष का अंश
क्या ये सब निश्चित है
या पूर्व कर्माषं ।
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थोड़ा सा प्यार
सुकीर्ति झाला, I3
आंखें बं द करी तो एक ख्याल आया है,
होठो ं पर मुस्कान और तू याद आया है,
पहली दफा नही ं है यह
ख्वाबो ं के शहर में तू रोज आया है |
सुनो ठहरना दो पल इं तजार करना,

मैं कह दूंगी दिल की बात, तुम एतबार करना,
वैसे तो जरूरी नही ं पर मुझे अच्छा लगेगा,
हो सके तो, तुम भी मोहब्बत का इजहार करना |
अब मेरी चाहत बस तुमसे है,

अब मेरी इबादत बस तुमसे है,
कु छ और जरूरी नही ं लगता,
अब मेरी हसरत बस तुमसे है |
एक छोटी सी बात मान लो,

आज मेरे जज्बात जान लो,
यूं तो लाखो ं हैं तुम्हारे चाहने वाले,
आज भीड़ में छु पी इस दीवानी को पहचान लो |
सुं दर सा सं सार चाहिए,

बस एक दीदार चाहिए,
बहुत कु छ की उम्मीद नही ं है,
बस थोड़ा सा प्यार चाहिए |
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The Lost Art of
Watching Movies
Dev Dileep Nair, G3
With the recent release of Adipurush and the accompanied barrage of criticism it faced with respect
to its CGI, story, acting, dialogues and things about which a separate article can be written. This has
become a recurrent trend in Bollywood, creating movies with truckloads of money, popular stars,
clever marketing campaigns which excite the die hard fans who storm into the theatre expecting
something new but return with a taste of bitterness. I, myself have stopped going to the theatre to
watch ‘Bollywood’ movies , not because I consider Hollywood or Western cinema to be superior
(Hollywood also has it’s fair share of worthless experiments).It’s just that over the past few years the
quality of movies produced by Bollywood has dropped to an all time low.
You might ask me “Why?” The answer is complicated and simple at the same time. A dichotomy
of sorts. I believe the reason is ‘Us’, the audience. I’m not pointing fingers at anyone but the real
problem lies in the fact the we, as an audience never learnt from our mistakes. We have always
been very lenient on multiple things ranging from the problem of ‘ Nepotism ‘ or mega blockbuster
mediocre movies earning crores just because it’s was the first movie in 5 years of a so called ‘actor’.
Bollywood made good movies, unique ones, path-breaking ones but none made it as far as the
Oscars. When Shah Rukh Khan’s ‘Swades’ was released in 2004, it flopped in India- reason being
the Indian audience wasn’t used to such a storyline and role by the their beloved SRK who just a
month prior had fame showered on him due to the release of ‘Veer-Zara’. Even when Harshvardhan
Kapoor (son of Anil Kapoor for those who don’t know) starred in ‘Bhavesh Joshi’, many trolled the
movie being a rip-off of Deadpool, the reality being the complete opposite. By the way, I recommend
everyone to give Bhavesh Joshi a watch if you are struggling to find some good superhero movies.
Unsurprisingly, the movie flopped and was forgotten. Something in which we can expect a
unanimously agreement is that Bollywood has produced a few catchy songs for us to dance on
socials (even though they’re dubbed/remixed/refurbished)
Now, my word is neither the final verdict nor commandments given from lord almighty so it is
completely upto you to decide if one is satisfied with the present scenario or not, I’m no one to
stop you regarding which film should be and shouldn’t be watched. Anbe Sivam, Tumbbad, Super
Deluxe, Bangalore Days, Soorarai Pottru, Ship of Theseus are just some of the films that are in the
long list of the ‘IMDB Top 250 films’ – recommending to watch one of these might not be a good
idea as on the first watch many will surely find them boring and monotonous (I would too). If you
are truly interested in watching good films start from the simpler ones that have a broad appeal.
Films that made you smile, laugh, cry and made you think whether a character was wrong in his
decision. There is no list called the ‘greatest films of all-time’ , every list you might have heard about
is someone’s personal opinion. Cinema is a window through which multiple universes can be
experienced without moving an inch. Explore films not because you had nothing better to do but it
was the only you wanted to do.
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So what if Bollywood isn’t making good films now, dwell into the past, you might find some
untouched gems on the internet which might blow you away, provide a perspective on life and
maybe the long lost feeling of happiness and hope you were after. Be patient while treading into this
world, don’t let the first few minutes create false apprehensions. At times I’ve watched a film twice or
even thrice (which is a rare occurrence) just to understand what it meant, small details that I might
have missed during the first watch but mostly because it was just damn too good to not watch again.
Huh, I’ve spoken a lot I guess, which reminds of a quote from one of my favourite films – “Hope is a
good thing. Maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”
Sir, what has been your best viva experience?

I have been a sportsman and my HoD ENT back in the day
was fond of sportsmen. When I went in for my viva, he told
the external examiner that I was a sportsman so out of 50 I
was already given 35. He said to me,“Anything more that you
can answer which would fetch you additional marks?” I said,
“No sir thank you, 35 is good enough”. I got up and went. I
didn’t answer any question in that viva, who knows I might
have failed had I opened my mouth.
And your worst viva experience?

In my PG viva, I was asked about malaria control and I
HoD PSM spoke about drug resistance *Awkward silence*
Ans : Brig Vijay Bhatti,
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आज़ादी
की कीमत
सूरज भी आधी नीदं में है डॉ. रेणु यादव
घड़ी की सुइयां आलस में डू बी हैं रेजिडेंट, डिपार्टमेंट ऑफ फार्मेकोलॉजी
बस वो ही घर में जाग रही है
समय से भी आगे भाग रही है।
गरम चाय, टिफिन का डब्बा,

उसके उठते कदमो ं पे
नहाने का पानी, सुबह वाली दवाइयां,
उठती नजरें सबकी हैं
होमवर्क की किताबें, इस्त्री किए हुए कपड़े, -
खड़ी वो अपने पैरो ं पे है
-ऐसे ना जाने कितने काम
कं धे सबके दख
ु ते हैं।
हैं जो उसे निपटाने है।
घर से निकलने से पहले,
ये कीमत है उसकी आज़ादी की
पूरे दिन के कामो ं में हाथ बटाने हैं।
जो हर रोज़ चुकानी पड़ती है-
किसी की पिछड़ी सोच के आगे
उसका घर से निकलना
अपने अरमानो ं की चिता जलानी पड़ती है।
ना जाने कितने किस्सों की बुनियाद बन गया है ।
अलग सोच रखना ही
उसके जीवन का फसाद बन गया है।
वो देरी से निकल तो सकती है
लेकिन देरी से लौटना
उसके चरित्र पे सवाल बन गया है।
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Silt
Aryan Lohan, G3
Here I stand
Amidst the crashing waves so ever changing
But the silt around my feet still stands strong
Moulding my footprints
But changing with me as I walk
Just whispering to me
Walk the path you want
I’ll be there...just flowing beside you
Don’t you worry you puny head
Just let the waves disappear
And you’ll still find me sitting with you
Whilst…
I shape where you stand.
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Two brave souls:
Sung & Unsung
In war and peace, in joy and strife
Nune Venkat Lochan, I3
We stand as soldiers, with scalpel and knife
Our mission is to heal and save
For every life is precious, every soul brave
We are the doctors of the Indian Army

Bound by duty, honor, and loyalty
Through thick and thin, we stand tall
Ready to answer every call
In the face of danger, we do not fear

For our courage and faith are always near
With steady hands and steadfast hearts
We do our best to play our parts
From the mountains high to the deserts hot

We serve with pride, whether on foot or in a cot
For the sake of our nation and our people
We go beyond our limits, we do not cripple
So here’s to the Indian Army doctors

Who heal and serve, without any bother
May we continue to be a shining light
Guiding our soldiers through the darkest of nights.
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An Interview with
Maj Gen D Vivekanand

DEAN &
DY COMMANDANT
Sir, if you were to meet a cadet who

reminds you of your younger self, what
advice would you give them?
Essentially, I would tell them to make the most of and it was easy to fail if you didn’t know the
their 4.5 years at AFMC. This is a unique opportunity material. The new system is more forgiving, and it
to learn from some of the best doctors in the country, could be made a little tougher. The pass rates are
so take advantage of the resources available to you very high, and it seems like some students are not
and don’t be afraid to ask for help. Also, pursue your being challenged enough. I think it is important
hobbies and interests. There are so many clubs and to have a little fear of failing, so that students stay
societies at AFMC, so there’s something for everyone. motivated to learn. Overall, I think the CBME
And have fun! These are some of the best years of system is a good change, but it could be improved.
your life, so make sure to enjoy them. Make friends,
go on adventures, and create memories that will last a Do you have any suggestions for changes that could
lifetime. be made to the medical curriculum?
What is the most embarrassing or enterprising thing in Yes, I do. I think we can cut down on some
your UG days which you still remember from your past? of the theory and increase more interactive
discussions, seminars, and small group teachings.
I was not really a naughty or mischievous student in my The curriculum should be more flexible so that
UG days. I do remember one trip to Goa which I and my students can tailor it to their own interests and
friends made. We would usually stay for a few days and needs. Finally, we need to increase the emphasis
relax on the beach. It was a lot of fun, and we still talk on ethics and professionalism. The medical field
about that trip till date. is constantly evolving, and the curriculum needs
to be updated to reflect these changes. I also think
When we come across the college boards, we observe that it is important to get feedback from students
the maximum scores achieved back then is much lower about the curriculum. Students are the ones who
than what we see now. Sir, how do you see the the new are actually experiencing the curriculum, so their
CBME based curriculum compared to the old system? input is invaluable. I believe that by making these
changes, we can create a medical curriculum
I think the new CBME system is a good improvement that is both effective and relevant to the needs of
over the old system. The old system was very difficult, today’s doctors.
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If someone were to join the forces and asks you about life or the batch. I was not interested in the traditional
in the army, what would your opinion be on that aspect of club structure, but I still wanted to be involved in
“Fauj mein mauj”? activities that I enjoyed. Reading is a great way to
learn new things, expand your horizons, and relax.
Fauj mein mauj hai yaar…bilkul hai…aisa nahi milega Overall, I found my extracurricular activities to be
kahi aur! insightful and thought-provoking, and a different
It’s a completely different lifestyle, different world, perspective on the value of being a “normal guy.”
and probably the only disciplined organisation left in
the country now. The bonding which is present, both So, were you more into studies or extra-curriculars?
in the medical fraternity in the Armed Forces, as well
as outside, is irreplaceable. Initially, you are posted as I was not very much into studies. I used to sturdy but
regimental medical officers in various infantry units and as I told you, I liked to read a lot. We used to have a
artillery units. When you go there, you will find that Non-Technical Library above Insti on the first floor, a
these infantry soldiers share a unique spirit of bonding library, and a TT table. It also had a TV. People used
and the josh is absolutely thrilling. to come and line up for the Mahabharat on Sundays.
Of course, the ‘Quiz Time’ was the people’s favourite.
Sir, as a Fauji doctor, how similar and how different are we We used to even go and reserve seats (Or rumaal dal
from other parts of the army? dete the). Some programs were popular, which used
to be Chitrahaar on Doordarshan, and some of the
We are different because, first of all, we undergo a comedy serials. Then we used to go out and explore
highly technical and prolonged study period. The others Pune, especially MG Road. We used to watch many
have gone through a different kind of training, more movies in OAT.
of a military training with certain academics related to
their field, whether it is artillery or infantry. Their goals Now that we talk about AFMC, you can see that there
are more combat and war oriented, ours is more patient has been remarkable changes from the cadets back then
oriented. What can be done better for the soldier in and now. But is there something which has not changed
terms of treatment, in terms of prevention and so on, in the cadets in AFMC in the past 30 years?
our thinking and application is more practical.
What has remained is the spirit of AFMC. Each
student is a proud AFMCite. And Pune, despite the
How were club activities in your UG days? Were they as increase in the traffic, population, and everything, it
active as they are now? still retains the old charm.
Club activities were not as active in my UG days as they In your UG days, what was the subject that you wished
are now. There were only a few active clubs, such as the would disappear from the curriculum?
musimatics club and the drama club. There were also
some clubs for people with specific hobbies, such as I was not fond of anatomy. Anatomy was difficult
painting and sketching. People were more interested to understand, especially in the first term. It was
in having fun than winning competitions. I think club our fresher term, and I felt lost. We started off with
activities have become more popular and competitive surface anatomy, but I could barely keep up. Slowly
in recent years. I think it’s great that the club activities I began to understand the subject a little better in
are more active and vibrant now. Students should not the second and third terms, but anatomy remained a
feel unduly pressured to achieve things in clubs or to problem. I barely scraped through it.
join clubs that they are not interested in. Ultimately, the
most important thing is for students to find clubs that Do you think someone who failed to pay attention to
they enjoy and that help them grow as individuals. some subjects in their undergraduate studies would
still do well later as a doctor or will this come back
to bite them later?
What clubs were you a part of in college?
It will. You need to have some basic knowledge. You
I was not part of any clubs per se, but I did participate should leave a subject with a basic understanding of
in a variety of extracurricular activities, including itself. Otherwise, you will find it difficult, especially
basketball, cricket, volleyball, and quizzing. I was also with physiology. Maybe you can get away with not
interested in reading and would often spend time knowing the details of a certain subject, but some
in the non-technical library on the first floor of the basics one must know.
institutional cafeteria. I would describe myself as a
“normal guy” who was not one of the stars of the college
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Do you have any anecdotes related to a professor you had So, the last question: this institution enjoys the status
during your undergraduate days? of a college coupled with the reputation of an academy.
As a dean, would you like to change anything?
I had the privilege of studying under Professor Mysorekar
during my undergraduate years. He was an iconic, Like you rightly said, we really enjoy the fruits
legendary figure in anatomy, and his name is even of both. While being called as cadets, we are
mentioned in Gray’s Anatomy. He was the professor and somewhat like an academy. At the same time, we are
head of the department, and he used to take two-hour not so strict and disciplinary, like what NDA has.
classes in the afternoon or in the morning. Everyone I think we should continue with this, particularly
was very scared of him, but his classes were fantastic. the freedom that we enjoy here. However, I have
I think it’s important for professors to have their own noticed, there may be need for a little more
idiosyncrasies. It makes them more memorable and discipline, in terms of time scheduling, turnout,
it helps to keep their classes interesting. Professor and generally following the rules and regulations.
Mysorekar was certainly a professor with his own You don’t have to go to the extreme as what an NDA
idiosyncrasies, but he was also a brilliant teacher who cadet goes through, but maybe a little more.
had a profound impact on his students. Other teachers I
would like to mention are Lt Col K K Prem Kumar and Dr
Gupta.
Out of all the ribbons on your chest, which are you most fond
RAPID
of? And what is the story behind it?
I went to Lebanon as a part of a UN Mission. This was a

FIRE
place called UNIFL (United Nations Interim Force of Sir we’ll now move on to the rapid fire...
Lebanon); I happened to be the senior-most in the team
and so was made the CO of the hospital. The hospital was Your college celebrity crush?
not too busy with workload. It was interesting to see how - Madhuri Dixit, Kajol.
people from different cultures and languages interacted.
The language barrier was indeed a problem. Many of Your college ride?
them spoke stuttering English with heavy accents. - Atlas bicycle in the beginning,
then a tvs 50 moped later
Was there ever a case that you came across or a series of cases
which vastly influenced how you look at your speciality? Faccha term room?
- 5 top 7
As a doctor what hits you the most is the immense trust
which the patient and the family reposes in you. As an Favourite location on college campus?
intern you start doing daily duties, so sometimes it’s scary - Old insti: where the basketball court
where the patient is just brought in and the family expects stands now there we actually had an open
that you will handle that patient well and the same goes flat ground which we called the old insti,
to anesthesia as well. I have stayed in Kashmir, working as where we had our parties and election
an anaesthetist and have received many such casualties. I campaigns.
came across many gunshot wounds, blast injuries, and we
had to operate through entire nights. Choice of drink?
- Back then I used to enjoy Coke. Now
I enjoy a glass of whisky occasionally,
Sir, what is your favourite genre of books? otherwise the standard nimbu pani.
I don’t know why it is, but by and large, I like light Your first posting?
reading. My favourite authors back in the day were - I had my internship in military Hospital
Frederick Forsythe, Agatha Christie…then later Jeffrey Meerut. My first posting in the field was as
Archer. I used to try and read heavier books very often. an RMO at Sikkim.
But it is difficult. I like Agatha Christie. Those are all
books I used to read in college; of course, when you are Open air theatre or dhanvantari?
younger in school you read, well, “younger stuff”. - OAT anytime.
Alternate career?
- History
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What is your chill spot in campus and why?

Satish canteen, I have been here since 2009 now except for 2 yrs in between.
As a major, immediately I had to do MOJC course which happened at NLH,
where I would meet my coursemates. Now too, whenever we get together, a
vada pav is a minimum, you know whenever somebody returns from leave,
Satish canteen is a constant. Even today, when the former HOD is supposed
to come I order a vada pav for safety. HoD FMT
Ans : Col Radhakrishnan,

A song which makes you dance?
There are many actually, it’s difficult to choose one but if I have to, I’d say “I
want to break free”.
Its the one song which I really love to dance to and it absolutely takes you
back to your college days you know, it has got a rhythm and a beat, and the
main thing’s that the song has a meaning, it brings out your wild side from
inside.
In Hindi also there would be many but one song would be “Humma Humma”.
It is a good dancing song as well.
HoD Microbiology
Ans : Air Cmde S P Singh,
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Mangoes, Dreams &
My Tryst With Simplicity
Lessons from a week in Madhubani
Vedant Shekhar Jha, F3
It had been almost 12 years since I last visited Rampatti- my incognito village in the slightly more
renowned district of Madhubani, Bihar (you might recognise the name from the eponymous
paintings that originate from this region). The memories of my ‘Upanayana’- a sacred ceremony of
passage symbolising my initiation to knowledge guided my ‘acharyaji’ (my teddy-like grandfather)
adorning a ‘yajñopavita’ or ‘janau’- the sacred thread worn around the body as an emblem of the
‘spiritual rebirth’ and the advent into a life of responsibilities as a Brahmin, reminded me of a rather
fun time…well, that is if you enjoy being the sole centre of attention and pampering (who doesn’t)
When my city-boy tantrums mildly questioned the rationale for the trip this time, my dad put it
rather elegantly- “It is time for the not-so-prodigal son to return”. And so I did. You know how
many people have ‘wanderlust’- an incurable passion for travel; my dad feels the same way about
long-distance endurance driving; I call that- ‘driverlust’. So driven by dad’s enthusiasm and the lack
thereof by my mom and yours truly, we decided on a 1200-kilometre family road trip. On our way,
we lost track of time in Aminabad in Lucknow- where the aromas of mouth-watering Tunday kebabs
at the famous Tunday Kababi, fragrant biryani at Idris, and the creamiest saffron-kulfi at Prakash
Kulfi, simply captured my heart. Now that I’m done tantalising your tastebuds, let me take draw your
attention back to the original intent of this article. I’m writing this to give you, my dear readers, a
glimpse of life in Rampatti and also to perhaps optimistically remind you that one can find beauty in
the most ordinary things- in mangoes, dreams, and in simplicity.
Mangoes
Are you a people person?
Well, in almost all villages your answer to that question doesn’t really matter. Whether you like it or
not, people being inevitably inclusive and sometimes incredibly intrusive in your daily life defines
the social architecture in rural areas. It is but obvious how such a community-driven pattern holds
immense value. For eg- I witnessed the elegant and intricate art of making authentic ‘janaus’ using
charkhas which is vital to Mithila culture, much like the better known ‘Madhubani art’.
But more importantly, it also makes for amazing gossip as the elder folk stroll into your verandas in
the morning and evenings (and sometimes even in the wee afternoons) and catch you up on all the
entertainment you thought you’d missed. It’s the ultimate FOMO cure. From eloped love marriages
and village politics to domestic drama and uninvited judgemental commentary- you choose your
pick.
And since the heading is ‘mangoes’- we’re definitely going to talk about food. First, here’s how to
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identify people who know nothing about Bihari food, but want to sound as if they do- two words:
“Litti Chokha”. It’s akin to summarising South-Indian cuisine as ‘dosa-idli-sambar-chutney’
There’s a lot more to the culinary prowess of Bihari and Mithila cuisine, the full magnanimity
of which can be witnessed (and also tasted) during the auspicious festival of ‘Chhath’- a 4-day
festival to honour ‘Suryadev’ (the God of the Sun) and ‘Chhathi Maiya’ , another crown-jewel in
our traditions- well preserved by our simplistic, spiritually-driven, and resolute community. Here’s
a refresher on Bihari cuisine to help you sound smarter than the ‘Litti-Chokha’ gang - khaja (like
baklava, but better) , thekua, malpua ( sugar syrup-coated pancakes), tilkut (sesame and jaggery
balls), lai (crispy rice crackers made with jaggery and puffed/flat rice flakes), pirikiya, chandrakala
(gujiya variants), tarua (fritters), sattu paranthas (paranthas stuffed with Gram flour), makhaan
kheer (kheer made with foxnuts), ghugni (spiced chickpeas), nenua (sponge gourd curry),
airkanchan tarkari (Colocasia leaves curry) and much much more…
Now coming to the mangoes. On my last day, we harvested mangoes from the huge tree in our
frontyard - 85 of them. As someone skilfully climbed the tree and plucked the mangoes using a
modified net-like contraption attached to a long wooden stick, I stayed safely put on the ground and
caught the mangoes which he dropped from almost 30 feet. I missed a few, but it was good catching
practice. We then distributed some of the mangoes to our neighbours (who were already peeping
from their terraces, with a child-like excitement) and enjoyed a restful sleep.
Sweet mangoes, sweeter people
Dreams
What do you want to be when you grow up?
As I’m writing this section, I have the widest
smile on my face recollecting my experiences
at the government primary school, because
who better to learn about dreams from than
innocent, not-a-worry-in-the-world, fun-
loving, children, right? I visited the school
on the last day before summer vacations
set in full-swing, so naturally the kids were
all excited, eager and hyped-up more than
the usual. My cousin-Shailee, my next-door
neighbour, who also works as a teacher there (and is a favourite among all the kids), kindly offered to
show me around. As I entered one of the classrooms, dressed in a grey kurta, and blue jeans, looking
more like a politician than anything else, I was immediately greeted with a resounding “Good
morning sir!” (I’m sure you’re now reflecting on when you used to do that as a kid in school..well
atleast now you definitely are!)
After a quick introduction, my day with the kids started out with drawing class. The assignment- an
orangutan. You’d think that’d be easy enough . Much to my dismay, summoning the spirit of Picasso
didn’t really help much as the kids and I struggled equally to come up with a decent-looking primate.
But we eventually made it through. We gave ourselves a well-deserved pat on our backs, and spent
the rest of the period talking about favourite movies, cracking silly jokes, and them advising me
on where to open a clinic or hospital once I’m a doctor. But the day was about to get better. For the
last period, we went to another classroom for an ‘essay-writing’ period. I was tasked with assigning
a topic for the kids to write about. As an ice-breaker, I asked each of the kids what they aspired to
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become when they grow up, which reminded me of my own childhood and how I’d change my
potential career every other day (are you reminisicing too?). What made me even happier was that
a lot of them wanted to become doctors and join the armed forces, apart from becoming scientists,
civil servants, dancers, teachers, lawyers, and engineers. “Why do I dream to become a…” was what
I wrote on the blackboard, as the essay topic. As the children scribbled their thoughts sincerely, I sat
reflecting on the same. After about 15 mintues of critical thinking, as each of them read their essays
out-loud, I was inspired and impressed beyond my expectations. You would’ve been too. As the
final bell rang, swarms of overjoyed faces wearing tiny backpacks emerged from each classroom and
stood obidiently in lines to board their rickshaws and mini-buses. I wished the kids a final good-bye
and I hope they had as much fun with me as I did in their company. As I was walking home with
heartening memories of this wonderful day, I was reminded of this quote by Dr APJ Abdul Kalam-
“You have to dream before your dreams can come true”
When do we become afraid of dreaming?
Simplicity
What makes for an incredible nightlife?
I’m sure all of you reading this might have unique and interesting answers to this question (which
I’d definitely love to hear) For me, it’s always the company that matters. Even though I spent most
of the week off-the-grid (my phone broke the day we reached Rampatti), I can’t complain. I met
some amazing people, engaged in honest conversations, and had experiences meaningful enough to
humble my potential city-boy tantrums. On my last night, I hung out with my cousins at the terrace-
singing songs, counting stars, playing old childhood games, and learning new ones (which I’m yet to
teach my friends) I hardly seem to remember the long night powercuts or mosquitoes sucking the
life out of me. What I vividly recall is how much fun I had working the water handpump, catching
mangoes, nights at the terrace with friends, going fish shopping with dad, and learning to dream
from the kids at school.
Find your tribe.
So my dear readers, you’ve reached the end (thank you for sticking around, if you did!)
Hopefully, I’ve been able to accomplish what I set out to. Hopefully, you now have a slightly better
understading of the food of my people beyond ‘Litti-Chokha’. Hopefully, reading this has encouraged
you to nurture the child in you. Hopefully, I’ve been able to remind you of the sophisticated beauty
in the most ordinary things- in mangoes, dreams, and in simplicity.
What is your idea of a good day?

Pretty basic actually, that you come to the office and you have a
meaningful discussion in the morning with your colleagues or a
teaching session, then we go on to check various modalities in
either CT/MRI or the interaction with the patients.
You go home, spend a good evening at home. A normal holiday
would be to get up late, go for golf, have your breakfast at home
and maybe watch a movie and interact with some friends around
the world. A drink in the evening and listening to some music, with
HoD Radiology your family, friends and colleagues, that’s about everyting.
Ans : Brig P K Dhagat,
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A Day in
the OPD
Abhida Barretto, H3
Breathe in, breathe out.
Breathe in, breathe out. You need to calm down, I
kept telling myself just moments after hearing the
frighteningly tumultuous heartbeat of a severely
anaemic patient. The stethoscope magnified the
excruciating work his heart was going through in
order to keep him alive, and the thumping of my
heart seemed pathetically tiny in comparison to
the harrowing echoes of his own.
And all the while the patient, a stoic man named Sunny, kept assuring us that he was perfectly fine,
just a little tiredness you know, nothing too serious. I couldn’t help thinking that we had learned that
the lower limit for haemoglobin was 12 and someone with a haemoglobin level of 2 was a far cry
from fine.
Is this what we will see everyday, I asked myself. People suffering, with damaged hearts and enlarged
livers? Men and women enduring kidney failures and paralysed joints? Suddenly all those diseases
we learned about became all too real. Now we were dealing with patients and not cadavers. And it
was all too much, too fast.
I don’t think there’s anyone more helpless than a doctor without a diagnosis. You want to save your
patients, but you don’t know how. You want to do anything to help the person, but you don’t know
what. And I’m no doctor, but taking the history of the patient assigned to you and not being able to
do anything to alleviate his suffering seemed to agonise me too.
Sunny’s family hovered over us, seemingly trying to catch any medical terms they could hear us
discussing, maybe some smidge of good news, and I was reminded that a disease is not a solo
journey. It carries a patient’s near and dear ones along with it for the long, bitter ride.
Those long minutes with Sunny were a grim reminder of the never-wavering courage of people. It
was a reminder of our duty, not to give them false assurances, but to be a reason they can hope to get
better tomorrow.
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Kilroy Times
Fall-ins The Ghorpadi Racecourse once witnessed more
penguins than horses running, as they received
early morning prasaad (by the APTC ; Attyant
Again ? Physical Torture Core) and late night booze ( by

honourable seniors).
G3 Bombing
During a fall-in, a certain cadet forgot that
he’ll be joining the Medical Corps and not
Artillery, subsequently being awarded wih a
fall-in.
In an excellent response to this fall-in, his
batchmates forgot the exact same thing, and
thus followed a night of intrusion of privacy
and Diamond Certified Fall-in.
theme of:
Looking for the Basics

(Rage against the machine, look for good old paints and pallettes)
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सफर
विनीत कु मार सिहं , H3
अनोखा सफर है, अनोखी हैं गलियाँ ज़िंदगी की नैया पतं ग सी लगती है
जाना कही था कही आ चुका हूँ कभी इधर ले जाती तो कभी उधर ले जाती है
ज़िंदगी ने मुझको जहा पे था छोरा और कु छ इसी तरह मेरे राहो ं को उलझाती है.
उससे तो काफी दूर आ चुका हूँ । उन उलझे राहो ं को सुलझाता गया मैं,
फिर मं जिल की ओर बढ़ता गया मैं,
बूझने चला था मैं ज़िंदगी की पहेली चढ़ता गया मैं ज़िंदगी की सीढ़ी।
उन पहेलियो ं में कही ं मैं खो सा गया हूँ
मगर गिरते, सं भलते, रूकते, ठहरते उन सीढ़ियो ं ने मुझे काफी सिखाया है,
इन्ही पहेलियो ं के कारण काफी दूर आ चुका हूँ । उन्होंने ही मेरा हौसला बढ़ाया है
और यही सिखाया की रूकना मना है, थकना मना है,
उलझ सा गया हूँ , थक सा गया हूँ जीता वही है जो गिर कर उठा है।
मत पूछना की क्यों मैं थका हूँ ?
क्योंकि बिन ये जाने ही इतनी दूर आ सका हूँ
क्या करू और क्या नही,ं बात कीसी से कही नही,
सोचने लगा था ये क्या हो रहा है, क्या ये सज़ा है
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शायर एक
आओ सुनाते है आपको एक आवारे आशिक़ का जीवन जिसे बहुत ही
सुं दर तरीक़े से इस छोटी सी कविता में अभिव्यक्त किया है ।
वो भी क्या दिन थे
दीवाना
चाँदनी रातें थी और देवांश वाधवा, I3
झिलमिल में मिले दो दिल थे
वो नशीली आँखो ं से नज़रे मिलाना अंदर से बिखरा है

और उनकी बाते सुनकर यूँ ही मुस्कु राना पर बाहर से मुस्कु रा रहा है
उनके प्यार में कर देती थी पागल पिता है साहब ,फ़र्ज़ निभा रहा है
जो भुला दिया सारा जहाँ और बना दिया एक घर चला रहा है
शायर को दीवाना खर्चा उठा रहा है
अंदर टू ट रहा है
रातें गुज़रती रही और दिन बीतते ते गए हमे बना रहा है
फिर ना जाने कु छ ऐसा हुआ और लगने लगा पिता है साहब ,फ़र्ज़ निभा रहा है
कि ज़िंदगी कितनी हसीन होती जब वो साथ होती
पर ज़िंदगी और भी हसीन होती अगर वो मिली ना होती कभी कभी तो ऐसा लगता है
ये रोज़ रोज़ ख़ुद से सवाल ना होते ये मोहब्बत ये इबादत तो सिर्फ़ एक ज़िम्मेदारी निभाना है
ये हरी भरी ज़िंदगी में किसी की कमी खली ना होती ये प्यार भरी बाते तो जीवन भर चलती रहती है
अगर वो मिली ना होती समय आगे बढ़ जाता है
वही आवारा मनचले लड़के होते हम मगर मन पीछे ही रह जाता है
दनि
ु या की दौड़ भाग से थक के लौट के अंजाम दख ु देता है
चैन से माँ की गोद में सोते हम मगर यादें तो प्यारी ही होती है
किसी चीज़ की परवाह नही ं होती
शामो ं में सिगरेट जली नही ं होती
नशो ं की लत लगी नही ं होती
हम भी औरो ं की तरह दिल से हंसते
अगर वो मिली ना होती
आप तो ग़ैरो ं की बात करते हो

हमने अपने भी आज़माएँ है
लोग कांटो ं से बचकर चलते है
हमने तो फू लो ं से भी ज़ख़्म खाए है
ये प्यार में पागल वो लोग

जो अपने प्यार की सोच में ही खोये रहते है
अपनी ज़िंदगी तबाह कर देते हैं और अपने
परिवार को ही भूल बैठते है
पिता एक ऐसा शब्द है जिसके पीछे का राज़
एक बहुत गहरा मतलब है
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The Men
I Know
There’s a man on the bus
Of my old city that I visit every month
He sits with a cigarette butt in his hand
Rests his head through the skin of his scarf
He has a broken body chiseled with exhaustion Zoha Fatima, H3
Eyelids drooping under the soaring sun
His calloused fingertips resurrect cities while
perishable homes dwell in his heart Are rivers with swans and deep-rooted
But when he talks to those sitting around him in a seagrasses
rugged voice Floating passively on their surface
I hear They are not red lights and stop signs
Butterflies flying back But hanging vines in fairy lights
“amma bimaar hae bhaiya That keep turning into birds and flying away
Ghr mein do behen hain Their hands are just moments apart from
Main hi mard hu, ye sab nhi krunga to mard kaisa” collapsing
And letting all the pain and heartaches out
My old city dwells on his shoulders But patriarchy holds them firmly
And he carries it, Slaps them if they get too soft, too quiet, too
Not with grace but with pain and abundance of hope kind,
I offer him a smile and wonder how restless love is
under his lashes. But the hands of boys and men you know
Need to be clasped and held tighter, stronger,
There’s a boy in my school longer, softer
I see him bend under the touches of other boys They need to be filled with honeysweet love
He dislikes the hoots that sinks into their bones through the crevices
But for him to be a man on their palmar creases
He needs to vilify the existence of women Because their bones are clustered poems
The origami curves of his smile shine without titles.
At the sight of the flowers in the school garden
But he doubts their softness.
He holds himself together
Because falling apart is a privilege
Men cannot enjoy.
Because shoulders that carry the encumbrance of
masculinity
Are also held broad by patriarchy.
The hands of boys and men I know

Don’t hold patriarchy upright
But bend with its load.
Are hollow, with tenderness dripping through holes
carved by patriarchy
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ऐ कलम ज़रा तू डोल
सानिध्य मिश्रा, I3
ए कलम जरा तू डोल

इस देश के सपूतो ं की
जय जय बोल
ए कलम जरा तू डोल

जो मर के भी जी उठे
उनकी जय जय बोल
ए कलम तू
स्याही से अभिषेक कर
हमारे वीरो ं का
अल्फाज बन
इन देश प्रेम के जज्बातो ं का
देश प्रेम के गीत सुना
लहू लगे इतिहास के पन्नों को
आज फिर से दोहरा
ए कलम तू अमर गाथा सुना

इस युग के महाभारत में
ब्रह्मास्त्र की भूमिका बता
ए कलम तू डोल जरा

इन वीरो ं की जयकार लगा
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An Interview with
Lt Col Ayon Gupta

Resident
Warden,
Boys Hostel
Sir, we are all asked this question in
interviews, and it has been asked to
every batch: “Why AFMC?”
If I were joining the college today

and was asked the same question, my answer would Gate, where I was greeted by 3-4 men in black and
be that AFMC is the best undergraduate medical white with shaved heads. They asked me if I was
education experience in India. I have had the privilege there for admission, and told me not to go inside.
of teaching at a few other medical colleges, both In the same auto, they took me to MG where I
government and private, and I can honestly say that the got a haircut and was dressed in black and white.
undergraduate experience at AFMC is unparalleled. Then, they brought me to the hostel.
My own journey to AFMC was a bit different. Back in That is how I ended up at AFMC.
my day, we had to take a lot of exams, unlike today
when you all have a single NEET exam. I took the AFMC You mentioned that the cadet and
exam as a way to gauge my readiness for other exams, administration have a unique bond. What
and I didn’t really expect to get in. However, I did get a was the harshest administrative action taken
call from AFMC, and my parents were initially hesitant against you?
to let me go because there was no defence background
in our family. However, a friend of my father’s who The harshest administrative action taken against
had a son at AFMC convinced him that it was a great me was that I was detained for lack of attendance.
opportunity, and I eventually ended up transferring to I am the only CCC in the history of AFMC to have
AFMC. been detained for this reason.
I’m glad I did, because AFMC has been an amazing
experience. The faculty are excellent, the facilities are How would you have liked the administration
top-notch, and the students are incredibly bright and to have handled this situation?
motivated. I’ve learned so much here, and I’m confident
that I’ll be well-prepared for a career in medicine after Things have changed since my time. There were a
graduation. lot of circumstances that led to my detention. We
were the first batch of MUHS, and we didn’t know
So how did you arrive at AFMC? what to expect.
I took an overnight bus from Bangalore and arrived at At that time, there was no centralized system
Swargate with my belongings. I took an auto to Dean’s for updating attendance if you were going to a
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college activity. Things have changed now. If you are The moment you moved out of this college as a
representing the college or doing something that the medical officer, which was your first posting and
college has given permission for, you will be given how was the experience?
attendance. This wasn’t the case at the time.
Even though we were given attendance charts, I always My first posting as a medical officer was to MH
felt like I was on the borderline. With so many subjects, Jalandhar. It was a very busy hospital, and I learned
it was difficult to keep track of where I was falling a lot about what it means to be a doctor. I also had
short, in theory or practicals. We tried to improve this the opportunity to experience a mass casualty event,
by putting up attendance charts on the notice boards which was a challenging but rewarding experience.
of every department. We also put up consolidated
attendance on the notice board of the TO office, so that I never felt overawed or overwhelmed being an RMO
corrective action could be taken if necessary. And that is the result of possibly the training that we
I have learned from my mistakes, and I am not bitter don’t even realize that in these 4 years, things just go
about the situation. At the time, I was bitter, but I have in our heads by osmosis.
since realized that I need to take responsibility for my
actions. This setback at the formative stage of my career Could you dwell us about an unforgettable memory or
has helped me become more meticulous and see things incident from your days as a RMO?
in a positive light.
I was posted at Siachen where we had to take a weekly
I expect the administrative authorities to behave in bath. I had issued orders to all the troops for the same.
accordance with the rules. Obviously, I would have liked I was taking one of my weekly baths and was warming
them to be more lenient, but they did what they had to myself in front of the heater when I heard a huge
do. I don’t think I have any cause for complaint. Time roaring noise in the distance. Before I knew it, there
heals all wounds, and I am doing well now. Perhaps this was a whiteout and there was snow everywhere. We
was the jolt I needed to get back on track. realized that whatever we had been told in our training
had happened. Luckily we were at the base so we could
Did that event impact your commission process? open the door and step out. Out of my entire company,
total strength 25, we could only find 10. We couldn’t
Yes, it did. I had to repeat my final year, which meant see or hear 15 people. It was a scary time. We organized
that I was one year behind my batchmates. This a search and rescue team and we worked fast, training
also meant that I had to wait one year longer to be kicked in and we were able to rescue all but one.
commissioned. One guy had a compound fracture and was bleeding,
therefore he needed to be evacuated and our helipad had
We would like to know about the wardens who have been destroyed so helicopters we called for help weren’t
influenced you the most and how their influence has able to land. We had to climb down a 90-degree ice wall
shaped you as a medical officer? and cross a one and a half kilometer stretch of dangerous
crevasses. So we strapped the injured person to our backs
I have had the opportunity to interact with and learn turn by turn and climbed down the ice wall. From the
from many wardens during my time at AFMC. Some neighboring post, a guy had come with a snow scooter.
of the wardens who have influenced me the most are During all this we were pushing fluids into him and
Col Pratap, Surg Cdr T Nagraj, Col Goyal, and Col MP keeping them unfrozen was another challenge.
Cariappa. These wardens were all passionate about their I would like to make a special mention of the army
work, and they cared deeply about the welfare of their aviation for their efforts and skills showcased during
cadets. They taught me the importance of hard work, such crunch situations.I prayed that both his limb and
discipline, and compassion. life would be saved. Later on, I went to see him at CH
Chandigarh. The way he hugged me was the greatest
What are your views regarding the prohibition of pleasure I got as a doctor. This was a very memorable
motorized vehicles on campus for cadets? experience for me.
Yes, this prohibition is a policy that was implemented What’s your best experience at OBH ?
by the wardens at AFMC. There were a few incidents
of accidents involving motorcycles on campus, and It’s difficult to choose one specific memory, but I think
the wardens felt that it was necessary to take action the prep leave between the universities and the prelims
to prevent further accidents. I understand that some was the best. That was the time when you were really
cadets may be disappointed by the ban, but I believe trying to study hard.
that it is a necessary safety measure. As you know, there are a lot of rooms on the single-seater
side. I was in 3 Top SS. Everyone had different bedtimes,
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So after dinner, you come back and make the ritual of people.This thought process really influenced my decision to
going to the temple because you suddenly remember pursue PSM.
that you need divine intervention to pass. We offered our
obeisance and came back. Then we thought, “Right now, What are the changes that you have seen in the college,
we’ll go back to studying.” As we passed the first room, from the curriculum, the CBME, administrative changes,
someone would call out to you. By the time you reached changes in the hostel? How do you view those changes?
the tenth room, you would have had an ‘adda’ with
everyone and before you know it, the night is over and The curriculum has changed a lot since I was a student.
you haven’t accomplished much. The CBME curriculum is a step in the right direction, as it
Those were some crazy times, but they were also some focuses on competence-based learning rather than marks-
of the most memorable times of my life. I’ll never forget based learning. This is important because it ensures that
those late-night ‘addas’ with my batchmates. We were all students are learning the skills they need to be competent
so stressed out, but we were also having a lot of fun. It doctors.
was a time of great bonding, and I’m so grateful for those There have also been some administrative changes that have
memories. helped to improve the college’s infrastructure and facilities.
Another fond memory is of a cricket match. The hostels have also been renovated, and they are now
There was this famous match, the NatWest Trophy, much more comfortable and spacious.
and India was really down and out. We watched it in Overall, I think the changes that have been made to the
2 Base, the same place as it is today. England scored college have been positive. They have helped to improve the
320-something, and back then, it was all about Sachin. So quality of education and the overall experience for students.
when he got out, all hope was lost. We just turned off the I can also see how the inter-batch rivalry might have gotten
TV and went back to our rooms, dejected. too intense. It’s important to have a sense of competition,
But then, we heard commotion outside. We went to the but it’s also important to be respectful of each other. I think
balcony to see what was going on. So we looked down the administration was right to try to break down the
and someone shouted up to us, “India is going to win!” tribalism and increase cohesion.
We were confused and turned the TV on. We saw these I think the argument for having an inter-batch competition
two young guys we’d never heard of before, Yuvraj is that it can increase the batch spirit. However, I agree with
Singh and Mohammed Kaif, take India to victory. The you that if AFMC doesn’t have an inter-batch competitions
celebrations went long into the night, on both sides. it wouldn’t make the batch spirit any lower. The batch spirit
is strong in AFMC, and it will always be there. It’s great
When you were selecting your specialty, why did you to hear that the batch reunions are still happening every
choose PSM? year. It’s a testament to the strong bonds that are formed at
AFMC.
That is primarily because of my experience as an MO.
I have always been interested in public health, and I In your view, what is the definition of an Adarsh Medical
believe it aligns with my strengths. I am also interested in cadet?
sociology and social sciences, and I feel that public health
can bring together all of my interests. An Adarsh Medical Cadet is someone who realizes that it
Health is not something that can be achieved by one is a god-sent opportunity to come to AFMC and spend 4
person alone. It requires a team effort from many years there. They will make the most of their time there,
stakeholders. Curative services only address one part both in terms of their medical education and their overall
of the equation. When a sick person comes to you, development.
providing them with the best care also requires teamwork. They will build strong relationships with their peers, seniors,
No one person can do everything. A surgeon may and faculty. They will participate in extracurricular activities
perform the best surgeries, but they still need a qualified and develop their interpersonal skills. They will be well-
operating room assistant to help them, as well as a scrub rounded individuals who are prepared to serve their country
nurse, an anesthesiologist, and a recovery nurse. All of as doctors.
these people play important roles in ensuring that the Adarsh Medical Cadets are also consistent and fair. They set
surgery is successful. boundaries and stick to them. They do not favor one person
Taking this team effort one step further, I thought to over another. They are remembered for their consistency
myself, “How can I prevent so many people from getting and fairness.
sick in the first place?” How active were the clubs back then?
We are medical officers for combat support, and
everything else we do is secondary to that. Our primary It was not so wide and extensive back then.
role is to provide care to soldiers. However, our primary We used to have one major divison into sports and one into
focus should be on preserving the health of young, fit musimatics.
There is a lot more funding and organization nowadays.
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There were always clubs which would hog most of the we look back and feel nostalgic as if we never went
attention. As a cricketer and a footballer, myself, we were away from this place. That is a kind of fraternity
always sad that the girls always came to cheer the basketball which you guys are coming into. It is a great place.
team, and you slaved, under the hot sun, for forty overs and Make the most of it.
nobody barely paid attention to you.
Debating and Quizzing has always had a big influence
in the college. We had some really good quizzers. One of
my teammates is now your HoD Dermatology, Col Biju.
Clubs now are better organized. But, we should not lose
RAPID
sight of the fact that our aim is to become doctors. Clubs
are for recreation. Devotion to club activities cannot take
precedence over your academics.
FIRE
How would you compare cadets from different academies Facha Room: 6mid6
like NDA, AFA, IMA etc. with Medical Cadets based on
temperament and creed? Favorite faculty during UG term:
- Dr. Batsala Swami
A Medical cadet, because of the fact that he is studying
medicine, his take off level is high, mentally and Subjects you loved & the ones that haunted you
intellectually. This makes them more adaptable and you
during your UG:
cope easily. People from other academies might seem a bit
- Loved: Physiology, Surgery, Medicine
rigid and inflexible with their thinking. The fact that you
Haunted: Pathology and FMT
are studying medicine and how it is an inexact science,
that gives a certain attitudinal change. You are becoming
doctors and humane people. Others are becoming officers Favorite hang out place in college & Pune:
meant to lead men and to carry out mission objectives. - College: Insti;
The humanness that is taught in you is probably drilled out Pune: then Café Naz, now Chai house
in them. The objectives are really different. Here, you are
encouraged to think for yourself, to question. That is the First posting and Favorite posting:
basis for scientific temper. To not take anything as dogma. - First posting: MH Jalandar then RR;
In any other academy, they aren’t meant to ask questions. Favorite: RMO posting
They are meant to preserve democracy, not practice it. The
training outlook is different. They make fine officers, great Drink of your choice:
personalities. After all, all our chiefs and generals have - Water (laughs)
come out of those academies. And, I don’t think that you
could ever state that their achievements are any less than Best advice and worst advice which was given to
the ones our alumnus have achieved. The difference lies
you during your UG:
in that, we are taught to question, they are taught to obey
The day I got into blacks and whites, “This too
without question.
shall pass.”
Worst advice: “Kuch nhi hota, mat ja class.”
A message to the newest generation of AFMCites and the
ones that are going to pass out soon.
Best/most cherished accomplishments:
To the passing out batch E3, I would like to say. This Find a good partner in life and knowing that
college has equipped you with a lot of skills, which you’ve found that person. Infact, yesterday was
you may not realize now. Remember, that you are the my thirteenth anniversary.
torch bearers of a glorious tradition. Your conduct and
performance will be a barometer of how the world Favorite Music Album: The Doors
views AFMC. Therefore, you should go out with pride
and keep this flag flying high. Keep it where it is and What would you have been, if not a doctor?
take it to greater heights. - Join civil services or maybe a politician.
As far as the fresher batch is concerned. I am going
to reiterate what I said earlier. Come here with the Favorite quiz funda?
knowledge that is a god send opportunity for you to - The difference between the caduceus and staff
learn. Come with an open mind, make friendship, grow of Asclepius.
up. You come here as boys and go out as men. There is
no better transformation. Even after twenty-five years,
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KILROYS’ PLAYLIST
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Monsoon
Madness Sushrut Mokashi, G3
Life is like riding a bicycle, in order to keep balance, you must keep moving!
- Einstein.
BRM for the uninitiated is a French term BREVETS DE RANDONNEUR MODIAUX . It’s very
popular amongst the professional cyclists and cycling clubs all over the world introduced to the
cycling community by Audax Club Parisien (France). It is a self sponsored long distance cycling
event which is organised in India by Audax India Randonneurs. The certificate is internationally
recognised!
The objective of this particular event is to organise non-competitive yet professional rides where
participants are required to complete long distance rides wIthin specified time limits. The distances
range from 200 to 1200 kms. People who complete the series unto 600 kms are given the title SR
(Super Randonneur)
The keen enthusiasts of the AFMC cycling club, participated in one such 200 km event on
Saturday, 24th of June. A group of 21 medical cadets and 2 faculty (Brig Rajat Jagani, HOD, Dept
of Immunohematology & Blood transfusion, and Col G Shridhar, Dept of Pediatrics, OIC Cycling
Club) were enroute post flag off at 0530 hrs . The Peloton pedalled elegantly from Chandni chowk
to Mulshi, the mesmerising and divine Tamhini ghats and towards Nizampur. There at 100 km was
a checkpoint U-turn where after a quick pit stop, the riders pulled up their socks for the challenging
part, climbing the never-ending Tamhini Ghat they had butter-smoothly sliced down!! Nevertheless,
the high spirits of Afmcites never dwindle! Everyone pushed their limits drawing energy from the
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thin mist-laden ghats and low clouds, the sun sparkling the shimmers seldomly as they rode by the
Mulshi lake. The rain was a constant companion, and didn’t give any of us the chance to actually
think we sweated! The conditions were absolutely optimum and pleasant throughout the journey.
Finally, the ride coordinator captured our glistening, exhausted, yet fully contented smiles as we
posed with the 200 km finisher banner at the finishing point back at Chandni Chowk!
Needless to say, the journey was not at all easy! With numerous punctures, breakdowns; both mental
and physical; of the riders as well as the cycles, yet we all pushed through it, the spirit is contagious!!
There were a lot of preparations that helped in making the event a success, including regular 20-30
kms cycling on the determined routes, practice rides on Sundays preceding the event such as 30 km
ride uphill climbing of the Bopdev ghat (LBT), 40 km ride uphill the Diwe ghats, 67 km ride uphill
the Sinhagad fort, a 100 km ride to Mulshi lake and back. These rides were instrumental in honing
both the spirits and the muscles to get accustomed for the brevet!
Also the event had been meticulously planned by the OIC and Secretary of the club. All cycles were
serviced well & cyclists were divided into groups of 3-4 riders and were given a medical kit and a
repair kit alternately, so that any unforeseen punctures and injuries could be managed! Safety was
of prime concern. All cycles were given a front and rear light along with Bibs having rider details,
blood group and emergency contacts, the cyclists were given reflector jackets and helmets. We were
also briefed regarding proper hydration and energy maintenance by the OIC and the SR title holders
in the club accompanying us!
Every moment of the 200 Km BRM was worth it, the ups and downs, the fatigue vs the spirits,
everything made its contribution. In all, the feedback from even the experienced riders summed up
the event “ The best BRM ever!!“. Of course All’s well that ends well!! The passionate & enthusiastic
members of the cycling club look forward to more such rides in the coming months. Three cheers
for AFMC!!!
List of participants
F3-Aakash Prajapati,Ankush,B
Avyakth,Balmik Shyamal,Bani
Kaur, Himanshu
Sharma,Khaidem Satyabrata
Singha
G3- Bagali R Sandeep Gouda,

Devaansh Shah, Himanshu
Motalaya, Sushrut Mokashi
H3- Dev Gupta, Dheeraj

Purohit, Nikhil Grewal,Ojash
Bhardwaj,Omkar Garde,Rohit
Ghanwat, S Kishore,
Shishir Anand,Vikas
Kumar,Zoha Fatima
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Kilroy Times
Anti Shagging Act?
Something wicked this way comes- the Anti-ragging act. The age-old fauji
traditions will now be called ragging and harassing the juniors, and will
teach YOU a lesson, instead of the juniors.
The days are not away when those in blacks-and-whites will be seen sat in
front of the beige-clad looking at their third buttons.
Fachha term Renewal Package

Just like how two G3 were sent back
to the black and white era, four H3
caught red-handed interacting with
I3 had a fachcha term renewal, PT
and all. According to them, they were
just doing damage control. What goes
around, comes around.
One of them, an appointment holder
lost his pattas, and had never been
happier.
theme of:
Back to the basics

(Not all pages can afford colors- back to monochrome)
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खास हो तुम
रीत सिन्हा, H3
दूर होके भी कितनी पास हो तुम।

मजबूर हूँ , पर फिर भी मेरी आस हो तुम।
पतं गो-ं सा मचलता मेरा मन,
उसे उड़ाने वाली आकाश हो तुम।
मैं ओस की वो नन्हीं बूं द,
उसे सं जोकर रखने वाली घास हो तुम।
भीड़ मे भी जो अलग दिखे ,
पर्वतो ं में वो कै लाश हो तुम।
समं दर की लहर का चट्टानो ं से
टकराने जैसा एहसास हो तुम।
रेशम के महीन धागे में पिरोई
मोतियो ं की अलं कार हो तुम।
मेरी कल भी तुम,
और मेरी आज भी हो तुम।
मेरे जीने के लिए जरूरी सांस हो तुम।
मेरी इस कविता का सार हो तुम।
तेरी एक झलक ही काफी है मेरे लिए,
सोचो कितनी खास हो तुम।
Which subject scared you the most as an undergraduate and

why?
I think it is undoubtedly anatomy (only toppers wont agree)
because we had just entered the college when we started Anatomy
as a subject. There were various terminologies which appeared
Latin to us. The faculty was very strict and they expected us
to know everything and also in the evaluation process they
expected me to know everything about the subject. However,
now I feel that the understanding of the subject goes a great
way in understanding every other subject. Anatomy is essential
for understanding of every other subject. The terms like lateral,
medial, superior, inferior, coronal and sagittal were all so new to
HoD Pathology us when we joined that it really created a great amount of fear,
Ans : Air Cmde Arijit Sen, apart from the usual, well OBH.
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The Wrong Turn
Bipasha Dutta, G3
Six mighty individuals, reasonably fit, set out to explore the ruins of Harishchandragad fort in the
peak monsoons. A trekking party quite adequate to encounter any adversity (or so they thought).
The navigator, a man of threshold trekking experience with the superpower of interpretation of GPS
like no other.
The resource guy, with his reflector raincoat and a rucksack, the contents of which shall be unnamed.
The comic relief megamind, with his neverending gossips and dad-jokes.
The RR (Reasonable and Responsible) kid, with unnatural logic and calmness of mind.
The wimpy kid, with her maiden trekking experience, known for her little bladder capacity and
uncanny anxiety issues.
The last of the six, the narrator.
We started our trek at the base of the mountains in a little township by the name Khireshwar. With
our dark raincoats and supplies, we trudged through the first part of the ascent. A party of curious
influencers and tik-tokers preceded us with their selfie sticks jutted out of the vibrant raincoats.
It was supposed to be a half hour walk through the forest. The wet leaves lay strewn on the bed
with their red, yellow, green hues shimmering in the light drizzle. Nature was at its best. Crystalline
raindrops adorned the miniscule crabs which crawled on the sidetracks. The wimpy kid would
express her usual remarks on the safety of the trek, and still continue to walk on the most slippery of
the rocks. Dressed in lavender from head to toe, she managed to roast her anxiety issues and cardio-
respiratory reserve. The men, thought that they were the biologically superior half safeguarded
the gals all the way. The navigator with his annoying but useful trait of walking a few yards ahead,
scourged the trails. The evergreen tropical trees, hovered above and their firm roots beneath formed
the natural footing amidst the slippery mud. The megamind continued to dapple on the little
puddles and made snarky remarks about the plight of urbanization being unable to treasure the
bountiful. One could hear a sweet, shrill whistle all along the trails. A little birdie stood by calling
out to it’s mate. None could replicate it’s response. We reached the first checkpoint after twenty and
five minutes. It was marked by a little shiv-linga and a bronze bell above hanging from a makeshift
support. Across was a board which read glaringly in Marathi what appeared to be warning sign to
be aware of the wild and the weather. Here onwards, we reached a little plateau, which boast a view
of the mighty mountains and the rapids which cut through the sheer rock surface. The resource guy
suggested we munched on some perks and five-stars which came out of his treasure trove. It was no
less than the Promised Land across the Jordan River which forbade Moses. It overlooked the Pachnai
village where the farmlands were filled to the brink with rainwater. We continued our ascent, this
time crossed numerous waterfalls which befell upon us. The clear mountain water flowed over
rocks, some of which were smooth the others not so compliant. Gushing wind, splashing cataracts
surrounded the thickets. We came across a little shed where a humble kaka served warm lemon tea
in his little glass pots. The surface of the pots were scratched and so was kaka’s kurta, but his will and
integrity shone brightly amidst the mist for he would not accept a penny more than he sold. Often,
the trekkers would offer him more for his kindness in spirit and service, but he had a heart too
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magnanimous to take it.
The route ahead was a steep rock climb with water flushing on top of us. The safety railings made
it easier to keep firm steps and we soared higher. The mist reduced our visibility and the mountain
breeze resisted our ascent. Soon we reached the second checkpoint of the trek. A vast valley with
lush greenery and no sign of humanity. We lost track of time and trail then and there. Lost as we
were, the cold rain worsened our condition.
We ascended and descended peaks thereon for there was no marker and the thick fog impaired our
field of vision. Little button mushrooms sprouted on the green grass and pink lilies played peek-a-
boo with the ferns. We walked but there was no end to the trails. The GPS proved extremely useful
in re-routing us to the main trekking route. Probably the only instance I have ever approved of man
polluting the environment would be this. The trail used by the routine locals was sprinkled with
used wrappers and plastic bottles. We wanted to believe that they were used by the travellers while
traversing and not carried away by the swishing breeze.
After many hardships and opposing weather condition, the summit was finally conquered. The
Harishchandreshwar temple was peeking through the meadow mist. Worshippers dived in the pond.
Enthusiastic dwellers set about as we sat there with frozen digits and stone cold lips.
We started our descent through a more traveled route which led to the Pachnai village. The
incessant rainfall made communication absolutely impossible as a result of which we stumbled on
the metalled road which led to infinity. The navigator and the resource guy
taking up one small responsibility (searching for network coverage) left
behind four gigantic ones. The four of them walked amidst rain
and chill as the western ghats was unbreachable to the modern
marvel of man, the internet. Only a small stretch of road
(around 10-15 feet) received the signal to make the
first call of help. The Ambanis did a
good job constructing Jio
for it was the only
signal that
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could penetrate the thickets. In the meanwhile, the two guys had reached a small settlement nearby
with strong network and a fireplace.
After walking around six miles, we nudged the passersby for enquiring about the nearest location
with human habitation. They rode on bikes, three together and were returning from their own little
rendezvous at the fort. Judging by our sorry state of affairs, they offered us a ride to Lavale, their
hometown, which coincidentally was also the refuge of our refugees. Namdev and Mohit were our
guide through the ghats as they rode swiftly along the hairpin bends. Amidst the daze, my brain did
the required physics of the rain-man problem but failed miserably as the drizzle splashed into my
eyes. Nothing could match the thrill of riding down the ghats in the valley shower.
After a good long ride, we were finally reunited with our navigator and the resource guy. Mohit, the
young boy wanted to pursue medicine and Namdev, the older one wanted to open his own store. No,
we did not know them before, but yes, we would never forget them after that day. We made our way
to the little kuccha house where an old couple served us roasted groundnuts and warm tea. The old
aunt kept feeding coal to the fire. Neither we understood what she said nor did she but there was a
smile after every statement which we made. She understood our plight, and helped us through and
through, we got more than we had ever imagined. They wouldn’t take anything from us but their
magnanimity knew no bounds. We weren’t related. There was absolutely no match in our profession
or language, social status or education, she was a farmer and we were medical students. But she knew
more AETCOM than any of us can ever imbibe. One thing remained, perhaps the only thing that
mattered, was that all of us were humans and humanity was above all.
After a long wait, our ride finally arrived which would take us away from the scenery, from the
mysterious mountains and the mist draped ghats. This was an adventure of a lifetime, and all
of us were mere mortals. There were so many things that could have gone wrong. Before I could
contemplate the reality, sleep engulfed me.
What is the story of your marriage?

The story of my marriage was very scary. I was
posted in a field ambulance in a battalion sector
and my to-be husband, he was also posted there.
He came to my battalion on a temporary duty
where we got to know each other, we were both
impressed by each other. We then talked and in
sometime, decided to marry!
HoD Physiology
Ans : Col Raksha Jaipurkar,
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भारत का पुनर्जागरण
शिवांश त्रिपाठी, I3
1000 वर्षों तक निरंतर आक्रमणो ं को झेलने के पश्चात 15 अगस्त 1947 को भारत स्वतं त्र हुआ।इसी स्वतं त्रता के 75 वर्ष पूर्ण
होने पर प्रधानमं त्री ने लाल किले से जो भाषण दिया उसमें उन्होंने पं च प्रणो ं में गुलामी के प्रतीको ं को समाप्त करने का भी प्रण
लिया। 1947 में भारत स्वतं त्र तो हो गया परंतु गुलामी की मानसिकता को नही ं त्याग पाया।परंतु आजादी के अमृत काल में भारत
इन बेड़ियो ं को तोड़ रहा है। यूक्रे न रूस युद्ध में इसका उदाहरण सामने आया। अब भारत पश्चिम से नैतिक मूल्यों पर भाषण नही ं
सुनता।जब भारत पर रूस से तेल खरीदने के मामले पर सवाल पूछे गए तब भारत ने पश्चिमी देशो ं के पाखं ड पर से पर्दा उठा कर
के समस्त विश्व को यह बताया कि भारत जितना तेल रूस से 1 महीने में खरीदता है उतना यूरोप 1 दिन में खरीदता है। भारत ने
यह भी कहा कि आज जो पश्चिमी देश लोकतं त्र का हवाला देकर के रूस से तेल ना खरीदने की बात करते हैं उन्होंने 1965 में
लोकतांत्रिक भारत की जगह तानाशाह अयूब खान के पाकिस्तान का समर्थन किया था।
आज भारत 26/11 होने के पश्चात अमेरिका में जाकर “हमने धैर्य का परिचय दिया” नही ं कहता।अपितु आज का भारत
पुलवामा हमला होने के पश्चात पाकिस्तान में घुसकर आतं की कैं पो ं को तबाह करता है और बाकी राष्ट्र भी इसको भारत का जवाब
देने का अधिकार बताते हैं।अब प्रधानमं त्री यूएन जाकर मार्क ट्वेन को नही ं चाणक्य को कोट करते हैं।
जब सोवियत रूस के टुकड़े हुए तब उस से निकले राष्ट्रों ने स्टालिन की प्रतिमाओ ं को उखाड़ फें का।परंतु भारत में आज भी गुलामी
के ऐसे कई चिह्न मौजूद हैं जो भारत की मानसिक गुलामी के प्रतीक बने हुए हैं।कर्तव्य पथ पर नेताजी सुभाष चं द्र बोस की मूर्ति को
लगाना,नए सं सद भवन का निर्माण करवाना और आक्रांतो ं द्वारा तोड़े गए मं दिरो ं का पुनर्निर्माण करवाना इस ओर उठे कु छ कदम
हैं।
पश्चिम की सं स्थाएं समय-समय पर भारत की छवि को धूमिल करने के लिए भारत के लोकतं त्र पर सवाल खड़ा करती हैं।ऐसे
प्रपं चो ं को भारत सरकार ने नकारना आरंभ किया है परंतु यह समय है कि भारत अपनी स्वयं की सं स्थाएं खोले जो बाकी विश्व को
लोकतं त्र सिखाएं ।भारत लोकतं त्र की जननी है भारत को मानव अधिकारो ं पर वह भाषण नही ं दे सकते जिन्होंने अपने समय में
काला पानी जैसे अमानवीय कृ त्य किए हो।ं
भारत का विश्व पटल पर बढ़ता कद सं पूर्ण मानवता के लिए आवश्यक है।भारत की सं स्कृति काले
गोरे में भेद नही ं करती, दूसरे धर्म के अनुयायियो ं का नरसं हार करने की बात नही ं करती विश्व
बं धुत्व और सर्वे भवं तू सुखिनः की भावना वाला भारत सं पूर्ण विश्व के कल्याण के लिए पुनः
जागृत हो रहा है।
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A curious youth asked the sky,
What The
Sky Saw
What the heavens saw as time went by.
The sky was not shy & sly,
And gave a fascinating reply.
The obscure microbes were first,

In Adam’s ale to quench thirst, Priyanshu Mahar, I3
Later the Saurs came about,
But an asteroid wiped them out.
Eventually life again loomed,

Trees grew tall & flowers bloomed.
With species of all sizes & shapes,
Homo sapiens evolved from apes.
Humans became the evolutionary apex,

Reproduced & neglected nature’s checks.
They discovered fire & war & gore,
Never contented & always wanted more.
Great men shaped their fate,

Science & religion put on slate.
Technology, art & medicine developed,
Conquests began & Gaia was enveloped.
From the reigns of Kaisers & Reinas,

From superstitions & bloody arenas,
Rose high the modern man hungry for fame,
Smarter, faster but yet the same.
Which is your favourite vehicle?

Cycle definitely, cycle is my favourite vehicle.
It’s non polluting and healthy, and a wonderful
exercise, even though I am not part of the cycling
club. I know I’m not that regular but I would love
to be able to keep cycling every day and you know,
just staying outdoors. Bangalore was a good place
to cycle, I’ve cycled there a lot.
HoD Biochemistry
Ans : Col Anurodh Gupta,
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QUEST
PRAKRITI AGRAWAL, H3
Diving into the abyss of feelings to articulate something worth reading is not an easy job.
To find that perfect space mentally and physically where the words can flow can be tough.
So here I sit in light drizzle and a cool breeze.
I do sit alone but don’t feel lonely.
To be honest this seems like a new feeling. Like somehow I am alright with myself.
Like I am enjoying my own company.
Things change in this long journey called life. People come and go. Some give you energy and some
take it for themselves.
The only constant being you.
You fall, you get up, you enjoy the view, other times you hate it, and you reach an end.
The end is like a full stop.
Yet we strive for an end and I just don’t understand the point of it.
There are no words after it. There is nothing, no sadness, happiness, not even emptiness after it.
;
Deep breaths.
Semicolons are saviours.
They are just a pause.
So here is a sign to sit
To admire the view
And even if you don’t feel like admiring the view, maybe just sit and take rest.
You have no clue how much you deserve to take rest and how much your life is worth.
You really are special and needed. You are not a burden, and yes, trust me, you get stronger.
It may not get better, but you can find what you are looking for amidst all the adversity. Its more
about believing in yourself. About wanting the better. About knowing that you really do deserve
better.
That the love and happiness is a part of your soul not someone else’s property to be loved.
Your capability of loving will always be yours. That is something no one can take away.
You really will not ruin it if it is meant to be. It will be if it is meant to be.
There are billions of people on this planet Earth. It is not a person who will keep you happy.
It really is you.
It was you all along.
You are the gem.
Its about finding someone to share your happiness with. So find someone who understands the
drizzle like you do. For whom the petrichor symbolizes the same love. For whom you are as special
as you really are.
But before all of that, please, love yourself.
Make yourself feel special. Enjoy the rain by yourself for a while. Sit alone in the drizzle for a while.
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वर्तमान का
वातावरण
कार्तिके य सिहं , G3
उठाओ पॉंव निष्ठा से, महा अभियान चल देगा
करेगा कारवां जब कू च, तो तूफान चल देगा |
जिओ तो देश के खातिर, मरो तो आदमीयत पर
तो फिर पीछे तेरे इं सान क्या भगवान चल देगा ||
सिर धुन के रो रहा है सत्य कै सा शहर है ...?

इं साफ को फांसी, बड़ा मनहूस पहर है |
ईमान की छाती पे चढ़ी बैठी बेईमानी
कौओ को दू ध-भात और हंसों को जहर है ||
कोई ना यहाँ छू त, ना कोई अछू त है

यह जन्म नीति जाति पाति भ्रम का भूत है |
हम भारतीय हैं सभी कोई भी जाति हो
हर लाल देश का माँ का सपूत है ||
इं सानियत की जाति को आरी से ना काटो

इं सान हो, इं सान को टुकड़ों में ना बांटो |
सामर्थ्य है, तो सिर्फ एक काम करो तुम
देखो जहॉं दरार उसे प्यार से पाटो ||
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AVJ Tharun Aadesh Aakash Aakriti

Patnaik Raj Bharadwaj Gupta
ALL IZZZ WELLLLL I didn’t know that Between TIME by pink All good things come to
cracking Neet-UG Floyd and VIENNA by Billy an end, Savour while you
would give me another Joel, what are you gonna can!
beautiful family... choose?!
Thankyou!
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Aanchal Abhimanyu Abhimanyu Abhineet

Nayak Pandit Sharma Singh Sengar
Why fall in love when you Live a life less ordinary Imperfectly perfect! ‘It is better to be a
can fall asleep. warrior in a garden, than
a gardener in a war.’
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Abhiram Abhishek Abhishek Abhishek

Mohan Kumar Kalaskar Raj
You see your own Don’t rush You miss 100% of the Don’t run behind clubs
reflection everywhere shots you don’t take just enjoy college life
- M. G. Scott & make memories for
lifetime.
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Abhishek Abhinand Aditi Aditya

Sharma K Vikram Bikram Singh
You can only change Damn the torpedoes, Full Play hard, party harder. Do not suffer imagined
yourself in this world. speed ahead. troubles.
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Akshat Alamuri Amal S Aman

Khare Sanjeev Reddy Arya
Use the waters meant Memento Mori Know that this life is a खुशबू जो हवा में तैरती, उसने
to drown you to make test, some days will be भी कहा खिलना है तुझे |
Bourbon and Branch for you and some days
against you.
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Ambi Amit Kumar Animesh Anirudh

Katyayani Gujjar Gupta Joshi
To the future batches: Fortune favors the bold Everything’s a sign from The minute I stopped caring
These are the best days and boldness comes the universe if you’re what other people thought...
of your life, cherish it! when you believe and delusional enough. And started doing what I
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Anirudh Ankit Anoushka Anu

Varshney Kumar Gupta Bajwa
Don’t know A single sheet of paper Seek to understand One day you’ll look back
can’t decide your future. before you seek to be and see that all along,
understood. you were blooming.
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Anubhav Anureet Archisha Arihant

Singh Singh Brar Sinhal Jain
Zindagi gulzaar hai. May these be the worst When you’re finished
of our days. with water hydrate
yourself with beer.
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Arkajyoti Arnab Aryan Aryaveer

Majumdar Patra Parmar Arora
Finding beauty in this Quirkiness at short Your time is limited,
dissonance. notice was his speciality so don’t waste it living
someone else’s life.
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Ashish Ashutosh Ashvin Aswin

Sharma Kumar Varadharajan Lal
Live with no excuses and May you find happiness, Look for what’s there
travel with no regrets. always. and not what you want to
be there...
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Augustine K Avinash Ayush Bidisha

Tom Sahu Baldania Roy
The future’s uncertain No reason to stop is the समता You had me at meow
and the end is always best reason to go on.
near.
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Brij Mohan Chandra Chirag K Daanish

Yadav Prakash Sharma
However strong you Never waste your “It’s not just about living This place; an esoteric
become, never seek to Saturday... Make it a forever, Jackie. The montage of endearment.
bear everything alone. If culture. trick is still living with
you do, failure is certain. yourself forever.”
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DVN Deepak Deepak Raj Deepanshu

REDDY Kumar Joshi Gupta
We may not be perfect Life is too short for bad You evolve to survive. It’s a long journey, keep
but the safest hands are vibes. your friends & well
still our own -Captain wishers close and your
America. family closer.
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Deependu Dev Devam Gaurav

Praveenkumar Garg Trivedi Sharma
East or west AFMC is the Wherever you go, leave People are strange.
best! a trail!
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Gayatri N V S Giridhar Gudiseva Gurmukh

Kandukuri Gopal Yashwanth Sai Varandani
Did I procrastinate They can’t crucifix me, Only a life lived Be a beast or better die.
thinking of a quote like I as long as my fist is for others is a life
do with everything else clenched. worthwhile.
or is this the quote itself.
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Hriteek Hrithik Inapurapu Jagruti

Sahoo Rai Priyanshu Kumar Moghe
When you lose sight of Be the best listener to Live large, king size... When life shuts a door,
your path, listen for the your own story. open it back up. That’s
destination in your heart. how doors work.
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Jaskaranpreet Jyothis K Vishnu Kailas Nath

Singh Sindhu Mohan M K Priya AM
Kids be staying at AFMC Embrace, Explore, Evolve. How can I sum up my amazing Don’t take the world on
and never realise it’s the time here in such a small space... your shoulders.
last time they are happy. Just cherish this college life and
remember to have lots of fun guys!
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Kanan Kartik Kshitiz Kumar

Shukla Verma Madaan Prayank
Life is boring if you don’t Mann me kuch bharkar Never miss any party, you
challenge yourself. jiyenge toh mann will miss it when its gone.
bharkar kaise jiyenge
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Kushal Lahari Manish Manisha

Thapa Boddu Soni Jha
Knowing how to think Has my hair suffered Expect nothing, accept Different worlds : )
empowers you far more or have I? everything.
beyond those who know Unsolved mystery.
what to think.
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Manraj Mansi Mayank Meera

Sirohi Sharma Dubey
Doctor of Medicine, Every new beginning Where’s your will to be Everything will be all right in the end. If
Master of Arts comes from some other weird? it’s not all right, it’s not yet the end.
- Patel, Hotel Manager, The Best Exotic
beginning’s end.
Marigold Hotel
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Mohit Monu Nabendu Nakul

Kumar Brala Maity Dalal
In the blurry nights, लहजा ठं डा रखे जनाब, गरम Be wise, put 60 in your
memories danced with तो सिर्फ हमें चाय पसं द है friend’s glass while you
shadows & laughter take 30.
echoed through haze.
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Nihal V Nikhil Niranjanan Nitten

Jose Ramesh Kumar
The earth is yours and I always wondered what This Jose guy says some
don’t make it hell. happens in the adjacent weird stuff
room during the Faccha
term.
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Paras Prashant Parth Parth

Kulhari Chauhan Deshmukh Verma
Belief creates the actual Yahi baatein toh baadme I am not what I think I Talk to yourself atleast once in
fact. yaad aayengi. am, I am not what you a day otherwise you may miss
think I am, I am ... what I meeting an excellent person in
think you think I am! this world.
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Pavan Kumar Piyush Poornima PSP

Reddy Vyaparla R Pawan
Sehnsucht Now you all know what’s A little piece is all you
under the mask. need to calm your heart.
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Prabhat Pranav Prarabdh Prasayan

Tiwari Verma Kothari Sircar
Did you scroll through or Sometimes you never I believe in smartwork not Whatever you do in this
tear up this book? know the value of a hardwork! life, it’s not legendary
moment until it becomes unless your friends are
a memory there to see it.
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Prateek Kumar Pratick Pravek Prince

Singh Bhattacharya Arora
Drugs were never mah Every new beginning Forward unto Dawn. नहीं दुनिया को जब परवाह हमारी
problem. Mixing them comes from some other तो फिर दुनिया की परवाह क्यूँ
करें हम
was. beginning’s end.
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Princi Priya Raghav Rahul

Mishra Rani Goyal Maggon
I’m the glitch in the Respect is a two way If the plan doesnt work
matrix road! change the plan , not the
goal.
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Raj Prakash Rajan Singh Rajnish Rhea

Sinha Bhadauriya Kashyap Singh
The earth is yours and There are no rules Memento vivere Between what is said and
don’t make it hell. unless it’s your game not meant and what is
meant and not said most
of love is lost.
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Rishabh Rishav Ritesh Ritu

Kaushik Kumar Malik Raj
Belief creates the actual Keep It Real
fact.
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Ritwik Rohan Rubbal Rupesh Kumar

Jain Shandilya Sharma
Nowhere else will nights Lendi, Peg bna ! Be youself, everyone What good are dreams, if all
turn into morning and else is already taken you do is work?
friends into family
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Sachin Sachin Sagnik Sameer

Meel Nagar Talukdar Kumar
Don’t waste your But then it passed like all things “Should’ve burned this No matter how darker
weekends just sleeping do “ - Khaled hosseini It ll be too place down the night is it is destined
late by the time you realise , so when I had the chance.” to end with a sunrise
keep enjoying each and every - Mike Scott
day without any regrets
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Saurabh Saurabh Singh Shashwat Shivani

Dubey Bisht Joshi
Insaan ek hi baar jeeta hai, ek
Life is all about next step REAL, fuN OG without OG hi baar marta hai aur ek hi baar
. college jata hai. To kyun na vo
college AFMC ho....
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Shreshta Srishti Shruti Siddhant

Yadav Devi Chauhan Garg
Hakuna matata Hiiiiiii byee Respect is a two way If the plan doesnt work
road! change the plan , not the
goal.
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Sidharth Smriti O’ Somvir Sooraj I

Lal Neil Dalal Sudhir
And just when the With laddu I know I was born and I
caterpillar thought know that I’ll die... The
the world was over, it in between is mine. I Am
became a butterfly. Mine
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Sreeraj Sudhanshu Thikkamaneni Thippana

Chakkulathil Kumar Abhilash Akansha Reddy
A smile is a curve that Live at present, enjoy Every shadow contains Life is much better when you are
sets everything straight. every small moments! a gift living in the present moment.
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Vaidehi Vineeta Yash Yashaswi

Sharma Sharma Gupta
meh /mε(h)/ All you can do in life is Joined all clubs including That’s not me
Indifference ; to be used how you respond to life gangland
when one simply doesn’t
care
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Yogesh Aarati Bidhan Purushotam

Gangwar Yadav Kandel Baral
Ye dil maange more. Error ; 146 If you’re gonna die, die Feel the flow ...
with your boots on,
If you’re gonna try, well
stick around.
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Sonam Tenzin Deki

Pelden Dorji
When my little steps pile -
up, they’ll make a firm
path one day
Answers to questions on pg 56 & pg 59 :

1. Dhanvantari
2. Gardens
3. 10 Gates
4. Surabhi
5. Pillars of main building
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CLUBS & SOCIETIES
APPOINTMENT HOLDERS
Row 1 (L-R): Bani Kaur, Maj Gen D Vivekanad, Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal, Col R K Yadava, Ayush Jaiswal
Row 2 (L-R): Jitesh Sharma, Dhanya Joseph, Prathyusha Davuluri, Aditi Gite, Poyla Ghosh
Row 3 (L-R): Jaypal Singh Rathore, Aryan Dahiya, Aakash Prajapati, Susanth Durgaraju, Sushrut Mokashi
ADVENTURE
Row 1 (L-R): Sushant Durgaraju, Basudha Podder, Ananya Sharma, Prakash Choudhary, Ashutosh Kumar, Lt. Col.
Amit Kumar Singh,Vijay Krishnan, Dheeraj Chauhan, Venkata Rama Kishore, Shivaraman Narayana,
Lakshita Yadav
Row 2 (L-R): Udyangshu Sahu, Bani Kaur, Himanshu Sharma, Satyabrata Singha, Harshit Kumar Prabhakar, Elizabeth
Philip, Mohit Rana, Atharv Dombe
Row 3 (L-R): Vaishnavi Hegde, Mehar Gujral, Zoha Fatima,Astha Mankotia, Yoganivas, Jatin Kumar, Rohit Ghanwat
Row 4 (L-R): Ojash bhardwaj, Shishir Anand, Aviral Gupta
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AQUATICS
Row 1 (L-R): Tejas Ashish Batra, K R Logu, Bipasha Dutta, Pragun Varshney, Susanth Durgaraju, Lt Col Sachin Thongam,
Avdhoot Padwal, Arushi Singh, Vanshita Joshi, Poyla Ghosh, Ishaan Banerjee
Row 2 (L-R): Spandil Dhaka, Mohak Daulay, Lokesh Kinha, Parnavi Prasad, Mehar Gujral, Astha Mankotia, Yuvraj Gahlot,
Ujjwal Tiwary, Mandeep Jakhar
Row 3 (L-R): Harsh Yadav, Anand Prakash Gupta, Shamita Warghade, Sreya Sreedharan, Shruti Nair, Uddip Archit
Bhuyan, Radhey Joshi, Alan Benny Joseph, Aryan Dahiya
ATHLETICS
Row 1 (L-R): Bedisha Shome, Mekhna Johnny, Sushil Kumar Singh, Pragun Varshney, Lt Col Rahul Jha (OiC),
Himanshu Motalaya, Saurabh Salunkhe, Harshit Prabhakar, Haritha, Armish Asija
Row 2 (L-R): Praneet Kadle, Noel J Chandy, Hemant Bholyan, Abhida Barretto, Vaishnavi Hegde, Ashwani Kumar Singh,
Nikhilesh Dangeti
Row 3 (L-R): Rahul Kumar Saharan, Arjun Rajeev, Subham Mohapatra, Sreya Sreedharan, Nithieen G M, Skand Gautam
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BASKETBALL
Row 1 (L-R): Yalagala Lalitha Krishna, Prithviraj Singh, Astitva Shrivastava, Skand Gautam, Randeep Singh Dagar
Row 2 (L-R): Anurag Bharti, Shivam Singh, Sumit Bhat, Pranav Jindal, Rishy Aravind Sankar, Shivam Agarwal, Col
Vishesh Verma (OiC), Armish Asija, Chava Vyshnavi, Zoya Mirza, Amaya Jewel, Samyuktha Suraj, Haritha,
Monalisha Kumari Samal
Row 3 (L-R): S Raahul, Aviral Gupta, Rohit Yadav, Siddharth Choudhary, Yoganshu Sahu, Zoha Fatima, Vaishnavi Krishna
Hegde, Devika P, Athira VS
Row 4 (L-R): Rahul Kumar Saharan, Ritik Raj, Spandil Dhaka, Sanidhya Kumar Mishra, Sanjeet Singh, Shruti Nair, Nidhi
Yadav, Sreya Sreedharan, Dhanya Joseph, R Harini Sri
COMPUTER
Row 1 (L-R): Aryan Lohan, Sparsh Gupta, Rahul Ghosh, Lt Col Sandeep Sharma (OiC), Sangeeta, Riddhish Hemant Bhatt,
Ankur Jha, Ashwini Prasad
Row 2 (L-R): G Santhosh Kumar, R Harini Sri, Meghana Bajpai, Medha P Kalyan, M S Khushboo, Anjali Singh, Zara Nemat
Khan, Rohan Raj, Radhey Joshi, S Kishore
Row 3 (L-R): Alan Benny Joseph, Sushrut Mokashi, Dhanraj Patil, Dev, Chaitanya Agrawal, Kapil Kandharkar, Anand Prakash
Gupta, Devansh Wadhwa, Aadarsh Singh
Row 4 (L-R): Yash Bondge, Samvrant Kumar, Sujal Sapkota, Swayam Parida, Ritesh Pathak, Sumit Chaudhary, Mandeep
Jakhar, Uday Tej Singh, Piyush Chauhan, Shivansh Narayan Tripathi
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CRICKET
Row 1 (L-R): Anil Faujdar, Hrishikant Sahay, Rishu Kumar Gupta, Sarvendra Kumar, Pratyaksha Chaturvedi, Lt. Col. Ayon
Gupta (OiC), Pranjal Jain, Arunvas A R, Vibhanshu Singh, Kaushik Mahajan
Row 2 (L-R): Shivam Sharma, Jigyashu Parashar, Hemant Sharma, Shishir Oli, Ayush Kumar Singh, KVSKR Gautam,
Sumit Redhu, Noel Jacob Chandy, Satyam Raj, Meet Rajvansh, Shivaraj M U, Nikhil Kumar Jha, Raunak Raj,
Aryan Khajuria
Row 3 (L-R): Asmit Shree, Jitesh Sharma, Sagar Mahajan, Devbrat Tiwary, Amit Kumar, Sanjay Kumar Mahto, Sohit
Malik, Priyanshu Mahar, Shantanu Dubey, Harshit Yadav
CYCLING
Row 1 (L-R): Himanshu Sharma, Bani Kaur, Rahul Ghosh, Pragun Varshney, Raicherla Sai Eshwar, Col G Shridhar (OiC),
Devaansh Shah, Prathyusha Davuluri, Ishaan Sohal, Aakash Prajapati, Ritwik Johari, Balmik Shyamal
Row 2 (L-R): Batchu Avyakth, Himanshu Motalaya, Manish Pallapothula, Joel Basil, Dimple Yadav, Anamika Thapa, Aditya
Jayapalan, Bagali R Sandeep Gouda, Sushrut Mokashi, Jayesh Meel, Aman Bhatt
Row 3 (L-R): Abhishek Saharan, Omkar Garde, Chaitanya Singh, Nithin Medisetti, Jyoti Yadav, Zoha Fatima, Vikas Kumar,
Nisha Bharti, Rohit Ghanwat, Praneet Kadle, Kartikaye Singh
Row 4 (L-R): S Kishore, Ojash Bharadwaj, Milan Jangid, Shubham Yadav, Nikhil Grewal, Shishir Anand
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DANCE
Row 1 (L-R): Sneha Gondukupi, Bani Kaur, Sowparnika R Nair, Akshitha Thatikonda, Mekhna Johny, Ashi Anand, Col Suneeta
Singh (OiC), Aakash Prajapati, Pragun Varshney, Shahbaz Anwar, Shailja Parihar, Sridhar Swaminathan,
Manthan Bhanawat
Row 2 (L-R): Madhav Rajesh, Dhanya Joseph, Khushi Singh, Medha P Kalyan, Nidhi Yadav, Angkita Gautam Deb, Divya, Sayali
Parab, Mitali Joshi, Avdhoot Padwal, Sonali Diyawar, Saurabh Raj Srivastava
Row 3 (L-R): Vaishnavi krishna Hegde, Arunima, Rahul Choudhary, Meenakshi Sanal, Bhavya, Sakshi Hangargekar, Amaya
Jewel, Shreya Shrivastava, Abhida Barretto
Row 4 (L-R): Yoganivas, Darshan, Sreya Sreedharan E, Anuj Nama, Swati, Aanchal kambhoj, Akanksha Singh, Sakshi Gill,
Shamita Warghade, Aastha Bisht, Mayank Sharma
Row 5 (L-R): Vedant Jaiswal, Anandu, Manish Pallapothula, KVSKR Gautam, Sujal Sapkota, Uddip Archit Bhuyan, Harsh
Vardhan, Ashutosh Devesh, Piyush Chauhan, Naman Yadav
DEBATE, QUIZ AND HISTORY SOCIETY
Row 1 (L-R): Vedant Shekhar Jha , Shahbaz Anwar, Aishwarya Aiyer, Tanveer Singh Mangat, Col Jafar Hussain (OiC), Dev
Dileep Nair, Ritwik Johari, Naman Gusain, Balmik Shyamal
Row 2 (L-R): Hridyansh Sharma, Sushrut Mokashi, Shruthi Maria Thomas, Bipasha Dutta, Devesh Tayal, Chaithanya Vinu,
Jaypal Singh Rathore, Harshit Pathak, Aryan Lohan
Row 3 (L-R): Anandu NA, Alka Mavath, R Harini Sri, Sreya Sreedharan E, Celine Raphael, Dhanya Joseph
Row 4 (L-R): Vedant Jaiswal, Alan Benny Joseph, Harshpreet Singh, Priyanshu Mahar,Vikash Sahu, Adarsh Anil, G Santhosh
Kumar, Subham Mohapatra, Aryan Khajuria, Naman Chaturvedi, Akshaye Raj, Yash Bondge
Row 5 (L-R): Gursehaj Bir Singh Lalli, Shashvat K Dumyan, Shivansh Narayan Tripathi, Aditya Mishra, Ashish Shukla,
Spandil Dhaka, Ashutosh Devesh, Suryansh Thakur, Veenit Yadav, Akash Ranjan, Uday Tej Singh
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DRAMATICS
Row 1 (L-R): Akshai Sreelatha Haridas, Ankit Anurag, Pranav Prakash, Joel Paul Basil, Abhinav Mani Tiwari, Col Animesh
Vatsa (OiC), Ankur Jha, Bharath S Nambiar, Uggirala Ushasree Laxmi, Shahbaz Anwar, Gautam Arora,
Anshumaan Tiwari
Row 2 (L-R): Tanveer Singh Mangat, Nishant Shekhar, Jyoti Yadav, Neha Sibi, Chaithanya Vinu, Shubhangi, Tanvi Bhatt,
Jayati Rangani, Aditi Mahajan, Angkita Gautam Deb, Vineet Kumar Singh, Aman Bhatt, Kartikaye Singh
Row 3 (L-R): Sarvendra Kumar, Devesh Tayal, Sourav Gupta, Shruti Bhardwaj, Rhea Rao, Parnavi Prasad, Shakshi Tomar,
Mehar Gujral, Anjali Singh, Akanksha Bhardwaj, Harshit Pathak, Rohan Raj, Aadarsh Singh
Row 4 (L-R): Shubham Yadav, Vikas Kumar, M S Khushboo, Onkar Kate, Dev, Sukirtee Jhala, Harshit Yadav, Celine Raphael,
Abhinav Srivastava, Satyam Kumar, Dhanraj Patil
Row 5 (L-R): Reet Sinha, Hemant Sharma, Prathamesh Khaty, Mansi Sangwan, Meghana Bajpai, Adarsh Anil, Vansh
Sharma, Anshuman Singh Gurjar, Reywath Sajeev, Riddhish Hemant Bhatt
Row 6 (L-R): Gursehajbir Singh Lalli, Ashish Shukla, Dinesh Mahara, Aryan Dahiya, Arpit Chhetri, Anand Prakash, Spandil
Dhaka, Raunak Raj, Uday Tej Singh, Saumya Gautam, Sachin Prajapat
FINE ARTS
Row 1 (L-R): Ayush Jaiswal, Pranav Prakash, Naman Gusain, Lakshita Yadav, Surg Cdr Gurpreet Kaur (OiC), Angkita Gautam
Deb, Gautam Arora, Uggirala Ushasree Laxmi, Pragun Varshney, Aakash Prajapati
Row 2 (L-R): Sushrut Mokashi, Ritika Joshi, Sonali Diyawar, Aishwarya Aiyer, Poyla Ghosh, Ashi Anand, Harshit Pathak,
Jayesh Meel, Aman Bhatt
Row 3 (L-R): Akash Vinayak Kulkarni, Swati Pandey, Shamita Warghade, Preeti Thokran, Khushi Singh, Zoha Fatima,
Bhargavi Borkar, Neha Sibi, Zara Khan, Anjali Singh, Simran, Pragati Vijaywargiya, Alka Mavanth
Row 4 (L-R): Riddhish Hemant Bhatt, Aryan Sangwan, Harshit Yadav, Yash Duhan, Prasant Kumar, Akanksha Singh, Ananya
Phadke, Vivek Kumar Dhasmana, Sumit Chaudhary, Kartikaye Singh
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FOOTBALL
Row 1 (L-R): Sarath Varshan, Abhida Barretto, Laxman Singh, Sivraman Narayan, Shlok Barod, Col Bikram Bhardwaj (OiC),
Jaypal Singh Rathore, Pragun Varshney, Surya Tamang, Rahul Patil, Ashwini Prasad
Row 2 (L-R): Pariket Khadgawat, Parikshit Singh Deora, Ashfaque C A, Naman Chaturvedi, Aswin Shibu, Sujith T, Priyam Raj,
Hemant Kumar, Saptarshi Maity, Rustam Dhami, Manas Santhosh, Dangeti Nikhilesh
Row 3 (L-R): Mandeep Jakhar, Arjun Rajeev, Harshit Yadav, Akshay Raj, Steve Benny, Sharan Didagur, Harsh Vardhan,
Suryansh Thakur, Dinesh Mahara, Subham Mohapatra, Rithvik Vijayakumar
GYMNASIUM
Row 1 (L-R): Anmol Kumar, Tanveer Singh Mangat, Vibhanshu Singh, Arpan Kumar, Maj Syam Prakash (OiC), Atharv Dombe,
Amandeep Banerjee, Shridhar Swaminathan, Vikas Kumar
Row 2 (L-R): Riddhish Bhatt, Gurdeep Badesara, Ameya Aher, Avdhoot Padwal, Harshit Pathak, Divya Kumar Pandey, Nitij
Yadav, Nisha Bharti, Ayush Tripathi, Jayesh Meel
Row 3 (L-R): Augustine George, Ojash Bharadwaj, Digambar Singh , Mahanandhin, Abhishek Saharan, Nitish Kuntal, Ankit
Kumar Yadav, Rohit Ghanawat
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HOCKEY
Row 1 (L-R): Subham Kumar, V Vamsi Krishna, Krishan Kanahaiya, Sibin P, Aditi Gite, Col Bidhan Roy (OiC), R V Rama
Kishore, Ashwani K Singh, Ashish kumawat, Nisha Bharti, Athulya Jeevan
Row 2 (L-R):Anand Prakash, Aayush Singh, Saurabh Singh Yadav, Sarath Pachat, Rohit Ghanwat, Dinesh Kumar,
Vignesh Asok, Saurabh Raj Srivastava, Kapil Kandharkar, Nandita Nair, Bhanvee Shekhawat, Sakshi
Hangargekar, Meghna Bajpai, Anna Mascarenhas, Parnavi, Sayali Parab, Pragati Vijaywargiya,
Anupriya, Mehar Gujral, Akanksha Bhardwaj
Row 3 (L-R): Gursehaj Bir Singh Lalli, Shubham Shankar Panda, Abhishek Shirodkar, Amey Karahe, Niraj Kumar,
Mahesh Reddy, Rahul Choudhary, Komal, Mohit Rana, Poyla Ghosh, Yash Raj Singh, Tarun, Veenit Yadav,
Reywath Sajeev, Rhea Rao, Shivansh Narayan Tripathi, Himanshu Yadav, Anandu
INDOORS
Row 1 (L-R): Bachu Vinaykumar, Avdhoot Padwal, Bani Kaur, Sangeet Prasanth Sreeja, Col Ravinder Sahdev (OiC),
Abhishek Shirodhkar, Pratyusha Davaluri, Nandu Babu, Kartikaye Singh
Row 2 (L-R): Nikhil Grewal, Zareef Islam, Poyla Ghosh, Anchit Shah, Nithin Medisetti, Zoha Fatima, Zara Khan, Saurabh
Raj Srivastava, Chaitanya , Aman Bhatt, Shishir Anand
Row 3 (L-R): Uday Tej Singh, Prathamesh Khaty, Sujal Sapkota, Dinesh Mahara, Adarsh Anil, Santhosh Kumar G, Aryan
Dahiya, Mandeep Jhakhar, Devbrat Tiwary, Augustine George
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LITERARY SOCIETY
Row 1(L-R): Dev Dileep Nair, Bipasha Dutta, Shruti Bhardwaj, Dimple Yadav, Naman Gusain, Surg Capt Vinny Wilson (OiC),
Durga Charan Jha, Lakshay Kumar Malik, Harshit Pathak, Kartikaye Singh
Row 2(L-R): Abhida Baretto, Swati Pandey, Chaithanya Vinu, Sukirtee Jhala, Onkar Pandit Kate, Muhammad Haaris, Vineet
Kumar Singh, Aditya Walia
Row 3(L-R): Uday Tej Singh, Aryan Dahiya, Shivansh Tripathi, Hemant Shekhawat , Khushboo Nowhar, Ayush Kumar Singh,
Abayab Sharma
MARATHON
Row 1 (L-R): Prakash Choudhary, Satyabrata Singha, Kaushal Joshi, Pragun Varshney, Himanshu Motalaya, Lt Col Rahul Jha
(OiC), Arpan Kumar, Poyla Ghosh, Prathyusha Davuluri, Armish Asija, Himanshu Sharma
Row 2 (L-R): Milan Jangid, Vaibhav Barfa, Vishal Sangle, Chaitanya Agrawal, Devesh Tayal, Devaansh Shah, Abhida Barretto,
Ashwani Kumar Singh, Jaypal Singh Rathore, Kartikaye Singh
Row 3 (L-R): Shubham Yadav, Jitesh Sharma, Ayush Kumar Singh, Saurabh Raj Shrivastava, Hemant Bholyan, Vikas Kumar,
Hari Govind S K, Varun Shivanand Hegde, Mayank Sharma, Dev Gupta
Row 4 (L-R): Ratan Lal, Arjun Rajeev, Suryansh Thakur, Akshay Raj, Kishore Shubburaj, Sharan Didagur, Vikas Sahu, Rajesh
Madavalkar, Santhosh Kumar G
Row 5 (L-R): Sahil Khatri, Govind Singh, Pavan Nanna, Ritesh Pathak, Vishwanand Videh Jee, Prashant Kumar, Hemant
Shekhawat, Arul Mittal, Rishabh Singh, Naveen Kumar
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MEDCINE
Row 1 (L-R): Shivam Agarwal, Ashwini Prasad, Ayush Jaiswal, Yalagala Lalitha Krishna, Lt Col Gunjan Singh (OiC),
Riddhish Hemant Bhatt, Shahbaz Anwar, Ankur Jha, Kaustubh Dave, Vishal Sangle
Row 2 (L-R): S Kishore, Yoganivas, R Harini Sri, Kapil Kandharkar, Onkar Kate, Astha Mankotia, Divya, Vineet Kumar Singh,
Nithin Medisetti, Dhanraj Patil
Row 3 (L-R): Sparsh Gupta, Swayam Parida, Devansh Wadhwa, Pragati Vijaywargiya, Chaithanya Vinu, Zoha Fatima, Dev,
Rohan Raj, Harshit Pathak, Kartikaye Singh, Nune Venkat Lochan
Row 4 (L-R): Anand Prakash Gupta, Harshpreet Sngh, Darshan, Steve Benny, Koyana Sachan, Shruti Nair, Meghana Bajpai,
M S Khushboo, Harsh Vardhan, Pranshu Sharma, Reet Sinha, Satyam Kumar, Sankalp Saraswat
Row 5 (L-R): Aadarsh Singh, Uday Tej Singh, Pratyush Agrawal, Mandeep Jakhar, Aryan Dahiya, Radhey Joshi, Arjun
Rajeev, Ashish Shukla, Spandil Dhaka, Ashutosh Devesh, Sita Ram
MESS COMMITTEE
Row 1 (L-R): Sagnik Sarkar, Lt Col Atul Shekhar (PMC), Lt Col Kamalpreet Singh (APMC), Dheeraj Chouhan
Row 2 (L-R): Yash Vashishth, Ankit Anurag, Devansh Wadhwa, Pragati Vijaywargiya, Zara Khan, Basudha Podder, Simran,
Armish Asija, Angkita Gautam Deb, Haritha
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MUSIMATICS
Row 1 (L-R): Arushi Singh, Shashwat Saraswati, Ananya Sharma, Sriramnarayana Y, Col Alok Sobti (OiC), Rishabh Saxena,
Krishna Subhedar, Siddharth Krishnakumar, Avinash Reddy Tummuru
Row 2(L-R): Cherian Joseph Manavalan, Krishi Gupta, Athulya Jeevan, Tanvi Bhatt, Mitali Joshi, Hemanthraj, Agnivesh
Gokul, Rithvik Vijaykumar
Row 3(L-R): Som Raj, Krish Chaudhary, Gojiya Ajay, Astha Mankotia, Anupriya, Bhanvee Shekhawat, Arpit Choubey,
Devanarayanan, Manas Soni
Row 4(L-R): Vivek Sharma, Harsh Yadav, Komal, Shruti Nair, Anna Mascarenhas, Divya Alok Kaushik, Alka Arun Avath,
Koyana Sachan, Venkata Lochan, Shivansh Tripathi, Pratyush Aggarwal
PRAYAS
Row 1 (L-R): Kartikaye Singh, Kishore Subburaj, Aakash Prajapati, Yalagala Lalitha Krishna, Col Chetna Arora (OiC), Aniket
Mahajan, Dheeraj Chauhan, Yoganivas Naveen, Jitesh Sharma
Row 2 (L-R): Celine Raphael, Swati Pandey, Nidhi Yadav, M S Khushboo, Meghana Bajpai, Medha P kalyan, Bhavya
Madineeni, Arunima P, Athira, Jatin Yadav
Row 3 (L-R): G Santhosh Kumar, Yash Raj Singh, Arya Parmar, Kapil Kandharkar, Sharan Didagur, Devansh Wadhwa,
Adarsh Anil, Akshay Raj, Ashwani Singh Tanwar, Sahul Nath
Row 4 (L-R): Samvrant Kumar, Uday Tej Singh, Harshpreet Singh, Harshit Yadav, Pavan Nanna, Mandeep Jakhar, Ritesh
Patidar, Spandil Dhaka
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RACQUETS
Row 1 (L-R): Tejas Ashish Batra, Ankit Anurag, Shashank Raj, Amrinder Singh, Kartikaye Singh, Col Anurodh Gupta (OiC),
Mekhna Johnny, Prathyusha Davuluri, Rahul Ghosh, Sridhar Swaminathan, Saurabh Salunkhe,
Akshai Srilatha Haridas
Row 2 (L-R): Shruthi Maria Thomas, Rahul Uday Kumar, Sourav Gupta, Hari Govind S K, Anamika Thapa, Astha Mankotia,
Chaitanya Agrawal, Shreya Shrivastava, Ananya Phadke, Rohan Raj, Vedant Jaiswal
Row 3 (L-R): Sushil Kumar Singh, Vihaan Chaudhary, Jatin Dhankar, Gojiye Ajay, Anchit Shah, Shakshi Tomar, Mansi
Sangwan, M S Khushboo, Sukirtee Jhala, Shamita Warghade, Swayam Parida, Aman Gupta, Zareef Islam
Row 4 (L-R): Augustine George, Praneet Kadle, Sujal Sapokta, Prathamesh Khaty, Akash Vinayak Kulkarni, Pranshu
Sharma, Ashutosh Devesh, Arul Mittal
Row 5 (L-R): Ishaan Banerjee, Aryan Sangwan, Sumit Chaudhary, Hitesh Sangwan, Harsh Vardhan, Uday Tej Singh, G.M
Nithieen, Devansh Dangi
STUDENTS’ SCIENTIFIC SOCIETY
Row 1 (L-R): Gaurav Jalal, Col Y Uday (OiC), Vedant Shekhar Jha
Row 2 (L-R): Jaiprakash Gurav, Aishwarya Aiyer, Udyangshu Saha
Row 3 (L-R): Jayesh Meel, Vanshita Joshi, Tanvi Bhatt, Divya, Aditi Mahajan, Hetvi Aliwala, Elizabeth Philip, Samyuktha Suraj,
Nisha Bharti, Pratham Bansal, Harshit Pathak
Row 4 (L-R): Himansu Motalaya, Aniket Mahajan, Sushrut Mokashi, Harshit Prabhakar, Aditya Jaypalan, Ashwani Kumar
Singh, Aniket Jaiswal, Lakshman Singh, Jaypal Singh Rathore, Rahul Uday Kumar, Priyam Raj
Row 5 (L-R): Roopika Peela, Celine Raphael, Zoha Fatima, Zara Khan, Mehar Gujral
Row 6 (L-R): Rithesh Singh, Kishore S, Satyam Raj, Ujjwal Singh, Mohak Daulay, Yash Vashishth, Aadinath Senthil
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VOLLEYBALL
Row 1 (L-R): Amal Johnson, Swaraj Kundu, Arpan Kumar, Aditya Chand, Sachin Goyat, Grp Cpt Prashant Mishra (OiC),
Ananya Sharma, Anmol Rathore, Bani Kaur, Shailija Parihar, Geetanjali
Row 2 (L-R): Vishal Yadav Korada, Abhay Singh, Madhav Rajesh, Rahul Kumar, Prakhar Chaube, Abhinav Srivastava,
Adarsh Thandel, Hari Govind Sunil Kumar, Vikash Sahu, Hemant Singh, Divya, Meenakshi Sanal, Mitali Joshi,
Ritika Joshi, Aastha Bisht, Medha P Kalyan, Aanchal Kamboj, Chaithanya Vinu
Row 3 (L-R): Muhammed Isham, Satyam Singh, Vaibhav Barfa, Devendra Singh Yadav, Varun Hegde, Aadinath Senthil,
Devansh Wadhwa, Athul Prakash Nambiar, Aadesh Choudhary, Prateek Pandey, Harshit Yadav, Arya Parmar,
Nitesh Kuntal, Nitij Yadav, Divya Gupta, Sakshi Gill, Bhavya M, Ananya Phadke, Angali Singh, M S Khushboo,
Akansha Singh, Neelu Yadav, Arunima, Alka Mavath, Koyana Sachan
Row 4 (L-R): Yash Bondge, Sahil Khatri, Naveen Kumar, Samvrant Kumar, Abhinav Arora, Piyush Behara, Priyanshu Tiwari,
Naman Yadav, Piyush Chauhan
WARDEN HOSTEL ADVISORY COMMITTEE
Row 1 (L-R): Lt Col Nima Sherpa, Maj Gen D Vivekanand, Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal, Col R K Yadava, Maj Yogendra Mishra
Row 2 (L-R): Bani Kaur, Dhanya Joseph, Prathyusha Davuluri, Poyla Ghosh
Row 3 (L-R): Ayush Jaiswal, Skand Gautam, Jatin Maurya, Aakash Prajapati, Sushrut Mokashi
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If you could teleport yourself to any time in history

where would it be?
The time and place I’d like to teleport back to would be the Boys’ Hostel
Insti steps on 31 Dec 1990. Was hanging out with batchmates at sunset
time after a grueling afternoon of POP practice. I still have a snap
reminding me of that precise time and place. Having cleared our MBBS
and just a few days before our commissioning ceremony it was like
turning a new page in our lives. With our new lives as doctors and soldiers
beckoning us, our prospects seemed so promising and infinite. Like a
child’s coloring book just waiting for a bright splash of crayons. That was a
time when we felt the power of being young and in control of our destiny.
I do not think that anyone of us standing there that day has had reason to
HoD Ophthalmology
rue the way things turned out. The promise was not a mirage. It was real.
Ans : Brig Sandeep Shankar,
Sir, if you weren’t a doctor what would your alternative

profession be?
I would like to be a teacher.
Why would you choose that, sir?

The reason is solely that I like teaching. I would have taught
Science, Mathematics and/or English. It could either be as a
teacher in a school or a professor in a college, and definetely
not a boring one haha.
HoD Dermatology
Ans : Col Biju Vasudevan,
Error 420, too busy with drugs.
Ans : Dept of Pharmacology
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In the process of making jokes and filling the page, we forgot
to tell you the title:
The creation of Dhanvantari
IMAGE NOT FOUND

ILLUSTRATOR DED
Thousands of years ago, the Devas and the Asuras worked together to churn out
Amrit, the elixir of immortality. They used a huge tortoise swimming with the Meru
mountain on its back. Out of the Manthan emerged many things, among which were
the poison Halahala, the Goddess Lakshmi, and Lord Dhanvantari.
Weeks of samudramanthan by the asuras of G3 led to the creation of this Dhanno. The
tech editors picked the Halahala, and kept it to themselves to save the rest from the
hazards.
The LitSo secretary went back and forth between the Staff Editor and the EdBoard.
Our very own Narad Muni, but instead of chanting “Narayan, Narayan,” he went
spreading chaos with the messages of “Bro aaj finish karte hain sir ko kal dikhani hai.”
All members had their own roles. The interviewers had the best exemptions in the
college- Sir Commandant/Dean/Warden ka interview lene jaana hai.
The illustrators burnt their eyes to please yours. The tech editor’s laptop has started
glitching- the most overworked cadet has the most overworked laptop.
Memers, photographers, footballers, quizzers, doodlers, theatre artists, gym-enjoyers,
appointment holders, and people who cracked occasional jokes- all deserve due credit.
Most of us hope that we get some leeway in vivas. After all, Dhanvantari is the god of
Medicine.
Pro tip for upcoming generations of literary enthusiasts :
Get loads of pictures of the board working so you can put them in pages like these,
instead of lame jokes about a missing illustrator.
Talking about lame jokes, why did the editor put this joke here?
To fill this page.
Like this.
A job well done. This page symbolises exactly what a magazine should be like.
A few enters to escape this endless cycle of filling pages.
Despite the sleepless nights, this has been incredibly fun, and we hope it remains
this way for posterity (the fun, not the sleepless nights- time par kaam khatm
kar lena fachchon).
Hope you had fun with this edition, be it reading, just looking at it, staring at it
blankly, or using it in the traditional way. Finally, filled this page.
P.S. there should have been a map here, sorry :P
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ARMED FORCES MEDICAL COLLEGE (GRADUATE WING)
ANNUAL REPORT FOR THE YEAR 2022-2023
BY
MAJ GEN D VIVEKANAND
DEAN & DEPUTY COMMANDANT
GENERAL
1. It is my proud privilege to present before you the Dean’s Annual Report for the year 2022
- 23 of this prestigious medical college and my Alma Mater. As is the custom, I would like to start
with the history of Graduate Wing.
HISTORY OF GRADUATE WING
2. The “Graduate Wing” of AFMC was established on 04 August,1962 to provide a sustainable

and steady intake of Medical Officers for the Indian Armed Forces. The institute is presently
affiliated to the Maharashtra University of Health Sciences, Nashik and is recognized by the
National Medical Commission for conducting undergraduate and various post graduate medical
courses.
3. With the passing out of E3 Batch, 7212 students have graduated from this institution. Many
alumni are presently serving in the Armed Forces Medical Services. Other graduates, who have
opted out of service liability after passing their Final MBBS exams or have been released/retired
from Armed Forces, are working in various Govt/civil medical institutions in India and abroad.
Wherever they are, they have brought laurels to this great institution.
ACADEMIC PERFORMANCE
4. The Graduate Wing of this College has consistently achieved better pass percentage as
compared to the University average in all University examinations. Our achievements in academic
environment could be achieved because of two-way learning-oriented communication, integrated
teaching, participation in medical education training programmes and focus on quality teaching
alongwith mandatory participation of all Med Cdts in sports & extra co-curricular activities.
5. The overall results in the two university examinations of the year 2022-2023 are as follows:
Exam I MBBS - 2022 II MBBS - 2022 III MBBS (Part-I) – III MBBS (Part-II) -
2022 2022
Appeared 149 151 149 150
Passed 147 137 149 140
Percentage 98.65% 90.72% 100% 93.30%
Distinctions 48 52 161 132
NATIONAL & INTERNATIONAL RANKINGS AND ACCREDITATIONS
6. AFMC has been ranked 2nd/3rd best Medical College in the country for the year 2022
by various magazines. We are proud to be a National Assessment and Accreditation Council
(NAAC) accredited Medical College with the high CGPA score of 3.66. I wish to place on record our
appreciation to the faculty and the Cadets for making us proud and bringing glory to the institution.
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7. AFMC has been ranked 34th best medical college in the world by the CEO world magazine
published from New York City.
RESEARCH ACTIVITIES/UPDATES/CONFERENCES
8. Our students are sensitized to research at the undergraduate level. 14 short term research
proposals completed of ICMR, 17 of MUHS completed & 13 AFMC Alumni Association projects
proposed by the respective authorities. Cadets have participated in a number of Academic
Conferences, Updates, Continued Medical Education Programs and Medical Essay Competitions.
ACADEMIC DEPARTMENTS
9. All the departments have put in their heart and soul into educating and grooming our
Cadets. The salient achievements of the departments in UG university examinations & academics
are as follows: -
(a) Dept of Anatomy: I MBBS students produced 98.65% result in Anatomy with 11 distinctions
in University examinations.
(b) Dept of Physiology: I MBBS students produced 99.32% result in Physiology with 15
distinctions in University examinations.
(c) Dept of Biochemistry: I MBBS students produced 100% result in Biochemistry with 22
distinctions in University examinations.
(d) Dept of Internal Medicine: 14 UG students received distinctions in MUHS Final MBBS
Examinations.
(e) Dept of General Surgery: The UG students received 11 distinctions at MUHS
examinations.
(f) Dept of Paediatrics : The UG students received 15 distinctions in MUHS Final MBBS
Examinations.
(g) Dept of Obst & Gynae: The UG students received 92 distinctions in MUHS Final MBBS
Examinations.
(h) Dept of Pathology: The UG students received 26 distinctions at MUHS examinations.
(j) Dept of Pharmacology: The UG students received 16 distinctions in II MBBS.
(k) Dept of Microbiology: The UG students received 10 distinctions at MUHS examinations.
(l) Dept of Forensic Medicine & Toxicology: III MBBS (Part I) students received 07
distinctions at MUHS examinations.
(m) Dept of Community Medicine: III MBBS (Part I) students received 71 distinctions at MUHS
examinations.
(n) Dept of Ophthalmology. III MBBS (Part I) students received 58 distinctions at MUHS
examinations.
(o) Dept of ENT: III MBBS(Part I) students received 25 distinctions at MUHS examinations.
(p) Dept of Medical Education and Technology. This department been actively involved in the
orientation of I3 Batch (1st Year students) and imparting in communication skills as per National
Medical Commission guidelines. The department has been instrumental in implementation of
CBME revised curriculum & Foundation course for Ist MBBS, IInd MBBS & IIIrd MBBS (Part I) as
mandated by NMC and organizing workshops for training faculty members to keep them abreast of
the latest teaching learning techniques.
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AFFILIATED HOSPITALS
10. Our affiliated hospitals viz. CH (SC), AICTS, Pune & MH Kirkee are the centres of
excellence for clinical skills acquisition by Medical Cadets. Faculty members take keen interest in
teaching and training nuances of patient care to our students.
INTERCOLLEGIATE SCIENTIFIC SYMPOSIA
11. Illuminati, established in 2010, is an undergraduate medical research conference organized

by the Department of Internal Medicine and the Students Scientific Society with the aim of
promoting research among students across the country. It is amongst the first few of its kind in
the country. Events include guest lectures by eminent personalities, workshops, paper/poster/
case presentations, Quizzes, Debates, Medical Symposia and Model World Health Assembly.
More than 700 medical students from various medical colleges across the country participated in
illuminati held during 2022.
CO-CURRICULAR & EXTRA CURRICULAR ACTIVITIES

12. Graduate Wing is having following Clubs & Societies for overall development of Med Cdts
in extracurricular & co-curricular fields: -
(a) Adventure Club (k) Basketball Club
(b) Cycling Club (l) Scientific Society
(c) Computer Club (m) Athletics & Marathon Club
(d) Debating & Quiz Society (n) Volleyball Club
(e) Dramatics & Musimatics (o) Cricket Club
(f) Hobbies Club (p) Medcine Club
(g) History & Heritage Society (q) Aquatics Club
(h) Prayas Club (r) Literary club
(j) Racquets Club
13. While continuously maintaining the academic bar to an all-time high, the college has also
been able to excel in co-curricular and extra-curricular activities. Every year Med Cdts participates
in various festivals/functions/events organized by various institutes all over the country. The
achievements in extra-curricular activities is as under :-
Sr No. Event Awards won

(i) Medical Quiz 5
(ii) General Quiz 12
(iii) Debate 3
(iv) Story/Poetry writing 7
(v) Dramatics 21
(vi) Music & Singing 5
(vii) Dance 4
(viii) Fine arts 9
SPORTS
14. The College Basketball, Football, Hockey, Volleyball, Cricket, Swimming, Athletics and
Racquets teams performed well in the inter collegiate & University events. They have also
performed well in the various events of MUHS and many of them been selected for their respective
University teams. The achievements in sports is as under :-
(a)
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Sr No. Game Awards won
(i) Badminton 22
(ii) Table Tennis 5
(iii) Hockey 4
(iv) Football 5
(v) Cricket 4
(b) Strength of Med Cdts participating in MUHS Team :
Sports Boys Girls

Basket Ball 3 3
Volley Ball 2 3
Badminton (Girls) 1 -
Cricket (Boys) 2 -
15. The College Basketball Team has consistently won Pace (AIT), Silhouettes AFMC Pune,
Syncytium SKNMC Pune, Invictus KMC Manipal, Vedant BJGMC.
MED-CINE
16. This has been a wonderful year for med-cine club, representing the college across the
nation at various levels of competition. Some of the highlights are:
(i) Won 1st place in short film fest organized by IMS BHU – Amnesty film
(ii) Won 1st & 3rd placed in short film fest organized by Manipal University- Arcadia
(iii) Won 1st place in screen battles competition, organized by Adamas University West
Bengal
(iv) Won 3rd place in a short film competition organized by CDSIMER University
Karnataka on the occasion of National Pharmacovigilance Week.
(v) Participated in the prestigious India Film project by making a film within 48 hrs.
(vi) Made a WHO Documentary-Soldiers as Saviours
Besides representing the college at various events, collaborated with various departments of
our college for the following purposes;
(a) A documentary for the Surgical department and its alumni.
(b) A video showing clinical skills lab.
(c) Photographs for press releases for college events.
(d) Made Curtain Raiser for August 4th (Diamond Jubilee celebrations).
(e) To make the Light and Sound show – one of its kind and liked by all.
(f) Meme presentation for August 4th - Diamond Jubilee celebrations.
MUSIMATICS, DANCE & DRAMATICS

17. The Musimatics club & its members participated in various events all across Pune and
outside the city. A few of the highlights include: Silhouettes 2022- Cadets of the club performed in
‘Dhwani’ which included a variety of solo and duet events. Cadets of the club took part in many
solo and group events and also won the first prize in the Battle of Bands.
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The members of Dramatics Club took part in competitions organised all over India by colleges
like AIIMS Delhi, MIT Manipal, MIT-WPU etc. and won a total of 21 awards. Apart from the
intercollegiate events, the club performed in various college events like Silhouettes, Diamond
Jubilee Celebrations, Variety Entertainment Programmes in CH(SC) Pune. This was the
best year for the club with its outstanding winning performances due to the remarkable
support by the college.
ADVENTURE CLUB
18. 19 Med Cdts took part in Annual Trek to Kedarnath Peak & Fanchu Kandi Pass during 11
Sep to 25 Sep 22 and 21 Med Cdts participated in Annual Cycling Expedition from Pune to Goa
from 13 Feb to 18 Feb 2023.
PRAYAS CLUB
19. The members of Prayas Club regularly visit, interact and support various institutes involved
in community services to the under privileged people. Med Cdts visits Apang Kalyankari Kendra,
Wanowoire which houses physically and mentally challenged children and are imparted coaching
in Maths, Science and other subject.
AQUATIC CLUB
20. Has participated in INVICTUS, KMC MANIPAL (2022), Pulse, AIMS, Silhouettes (2022)
& conferred 2nd, 3rd and best team in Relay event. Med Cdt Susant D won multiple medals (6
Bronze and 2 Silver) in all the events.
MARATHONERS CLUB
21. Med Cdts participated in Pune Maha Marathon, Crusade against Tobacco Run, Tree
Envirothon, Blue Brigade Super Sunday Run, Apla Pune Marathon, NEB Marathon, Bajaj Allianz
half marathon, MIT-WPU run, SWCW run and Pune woman half marathon.
DEBATING & QUIZ SOCIETY

22. College Cdts participated in Debate & Quiz competitions organized by various institutions
like SKNMC MUN : won Best delegate, Hindi debate by NCL winner, Jigyasa Inter Defence
Academy and won the quiz. Boat club Quiz Club COEP, Pune and team stood 1st and 3rd
position. Cdts participated at AIMS Delhi AIT Pune Indo pacific Quiz (Reached nationals)
ConQuest Quiz (featured in The Print Newspaper) and secured podium finishes including 1st, 2nd
& 3rd.
LITERARY SOCIETY
23. The Literary Society of AFMC is responsible for most of the literary publications and most
importantly the publishing of Dhanvantari, the college magazine which is published every year.
AFMC HISTORY SOCIETY & HERITAGE CLUB

24. Heritage walks were conducted for all delegates during College Diamond Jubilee
celebrations from 02-04 August 2022. Additional heritage walks were conducted for J batch
(Jul 22) and J2 batch (Dec 22) reunions as well as for parents of I3 batch cadets in Nov 22. A
movie elucidating the history and heritage the history and heritage of the College was prepared in
collaboration with Med-Cine Club for DJ Celebrations and was appreciated by one and all.
ADMISSIONS TO MBBS COURSE AT AFMC

25. Total of 26081 NEET aspirants applied for admission in AFMC for the year 2022. Only 1670
(1324 Boys & 346 Girls) were called for Interview. Out of which 471 (380 Boys and 91 Girls) were
reported for the interview held from 26 Oct to 04 Nov 2022. Based on merit, 145 Indians and 05
Friendly Foreign countries students were admitted to the MBBS course in I3 batch (2022).
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WEBSITE AND WEB PORTAL
26. AFMC website (http://afmc.nic.in) launched in 2006, contains updated information of the
college, the teaching departments, facilities and the admission process for the MBBS course at
AFMC.
27. AFMC web portal commissioned in 2011 by DGAFMS is an administrative portal created
in-house at no cost for efficient administrative, training and interdepartmental activities. It also
contains the e- Learning portal with access to all subscribed online medical literature and
presentations of theory classes uploaded by the departments for ease of access by the users.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
28. I am grateful to Lt Gen Daljit Singh, AVSM, VSM, PHS, DGAFMS & Sr Col Comdt(AMC) for
taking a very keen interest in all activities of this College. I am sanguine that AFMC will scale still
greater heights under his able stewardship.
29. I am thankful to Lt Gen Madhuri Kanitkar, PVSM, AVSM, VSM (Retd) Hon’ble Vice
Chancellor & All the staff of Maharashtra University of Health Sciences, Nashik for extending
excellent co-operation to the college.
30. I acknowledge the guidance and support of Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal, SM, VSM Director &
Commandant, AFMC without which I would not have been able to discharge my duties well.
31. My special thanks to the staff of O/o DGAFMS/DG-1D for their constant support &
cooperation.
32. My sincere thanks to the faculty of AFMC and affiliated hospitals for their painstaking efforts
in training the cadets in the art of medicine.
33. I also wish to place on record my sincere gratitude to all my Staff Offrs who have been
toiling tirelessly to implement my KRAs and maintaining the highest standards in their respective
AORs like Academic training, General Administration, hostels and mess-upkeep, provision of
manpower and logistics etc.
34. I also owe my sincere thanks to all my office staff both Civilians and Army personnel for
their hard work and dedication throughout the year.
35. In the end, I thank my Cadets for continuing the good work and excelling in all fields both
curricular and extracurricular to give all of us the zeal to strive further in achieving our mission of
ensuring that AFMC continues to remain the best Medical College in the country while scaling
newer heights of success.
- JAI HIND -
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DHANVANTARI

The age of roaring engines

8. Glimpses from Silhouettes 2023 16 23. Maya Sita 49

Back to the Basics 96

Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal, SM, VSM Armed Forces Medical College

Tele : 020-26363301 (O)

2. AFMC is a unique place that encourages cadets to take up a plethora of extracurricular

Armed Forces Medical College is a bustling campus

अंत में मैं धन्यवाद प्रकट करना चाहूंगा अपने वरिष्ठ

HARSHIT DIMPLE RIDDHISH

RIDDHISH BHATT LAKSHAY MALIK

We are overwhelmed by gratefulness to acknowledge the continuous support of our

1965 1 P S Murali Lt Col KN Sharma 1998 33 S Das, A Dande Brig SP Kalra

1966 2 D Nadarajan Lt Col SO Waller 1999 34 A Shrikumar, M Bajpai Col A S Kasthuri

1972 7 E V Raman Brig LK 2003 38 S Banerjee, S D Sanyal Lt Col R Varadarajulu (VSM)

Salwaar was finally changed to the current Uniform in July 2005.

THE ENGINES SILENCED!

There was rum punch and submarines and socials.

That’s why coming back to AFMC is like

माँ की चितं ा मत कर ; वह सदैव ही थी तैयार

मत सोचना अपमान हिन्द का मैंने यह सहा

तेरे आगमन पर हुआ रक्त में ऊष्मा का सं चार

मैं भी रखूँ माँ के दूध की आन

There’s still a board outside an old department, which says:

Until then, peace :)

INTERVIEW WITH THE HOD

What is your idea of an ideal stress buster activity?

Near one can be anyone, your spouse, children,

We would be walking a trail

My hands will be there

All those song recommendations listen

We’ll be laughing and crying together

All the warmth you’ll find here

THINGS Lt Abhimanyu Pandit, E3

Cameras & Prints

INTERVIEW WITH THE HOD

Sir, what’s your favourite bedbug story?

बड़े हो गए हैं हम बहुत, कोई श्रृंगार नही ं है।।

वो रूठ के बैठें हैं जाने, क्या बचा है पाने को ।

आज जो चुप चाप बैठे हैं , तुम भी याद रखना ।

कमजोर मैं नही,ं मेरा इम्तिहान ले रहा है वक़्त।

तरक़्क़ी है आगे बढ़ना और सबको साथ ले जाने में।

मेरी ख़ामियाँ उसे याद है बिलकु ल पहाड़े की तरह।

माना तजुर्बा बहुत है तुम्हें शतरंज-ऐ- ज़िंदगी का।

जब कु छ भी नही ं था मैं, तो सबको चितं ा थी मेरी।

तुम हवाओ ं से पूछना उसे ये सिखाया है किसने।

जिस चीज़ को ठाना है उसे पाकर ही माना है।

बड़े हो गए हैं हम बहुत, कोई श्रिंगार नही ं है।

ACT 1 (SPRINGTIME OF ONE’S YOUTH)

The Crow: Hell, this is hell.

The Crow: (tearfully)

The Authority: My own against me? How dare you?

INTERVIEW WITH THE HOD

Which is your dream speciality?

भरोसा नही तुम्हें, तो पूछ लो

काश यह दरारें, यह निशान

Lt Gen Narendra Kotwal

Sir, it is said that army men have

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