Nostalgic Memory Lane of a Medical Doctor
Birth of a
baby and early childhood seven decades ago
Vanam Jwala
Narasimha Rao
The Hans India
(19-03-2023)
(‘Hopping
Memories’, written and published by Late Dr AP Ranga Rao, a Medical Doctor, a great scholar, unparalleled humanist and realist
of our times, whose mere existence and an unexpected chance crossing of paths
has transformed innumerable lives. This book is a window to the simple way in
which he has lived a very complex and multidimensional life, never losing sight
of the immediate for the unknown, yet never missing out on the unknown for the
safe. Dr Ranga Rao, as many knew him, to his credit, conceptualized
108 Ambulance services which became a torchbearer for many states in the
country; 104 Health Information Helpline Service; 104 Fixed Day Health services and introduced
the world famous ‘Jaipur foot’ in erstwhile united Andhra Pradesh-Editor, The
Hans India).
Seven-eight
decades ago, infancy and childhood nostalgic memories were fascinating. We
hardly find persons capturing the learning points in them and passing on to
posterity for comparing past and present. However, an exhaustive book, less
known and less circulated, titled ‘Hopping Memories’, written and published by
Late Dr AP Ranga Rao, a Medical Doctor, beautifully narrated these facts of great
interest. Dr AP Ranga Rao, as many knew him, to his credit, conceptualized
108 Ambulance services which became a torchbearer for many states in the
country; 104 Health
Information Helpline Service; 104 Fixed Day Health services and introduced the world famous ‘Jaipur
foot’ in erstwhile united Andhra Pradesh.
Aditya Krishna
Roy in his introduction to the book wrote that: ‘the book is penned by a great scholar, unparalleled humanist
and realist of our times, whose mere existence and an unexpected chance
crossing of paths has transformed innumerable lives. This book is a window to
the simple way in which he has lived a very complex and multidimensional life,
never losing sight of the immediate for the unknown, yet never missing out on
the unknown for the safe’. Interestingly the book Hopping Memoirs, gives
us not only a peep into the life of him but also gives us a wide landscape of
our society in all its splendor through various stages of happiness, sorrow,
setbacks, victories, small mercies, wonderful human relationships within the
family as well as outside of it. The best among all and in essence, is the
decades back nostalgic memory lane early childhood experiences.
Those were the
days when normally the birth of a baby used to take place in the maternal
grandmother’s house and generally in a remote village or a small town. Hospital
deliveries were almost unknown or less known and almost all births happened at
home only. Mostly the houses used to be tiled or small bungalows. In case of Dr
Ranga Rao, a born blind attendant known as ‘Dai’ (Mantrasani or midwife) who
also delivered his mother, delivered him too. She was credited with a record of
not having lost a baby or mother in all the deliveries she conducted, running
into hundreds and above. Seldom there used to be deaths of either mother or
child (neither maternal mortality nor infant mortality) during delivery then.
Mothers had no
modern antenatal or postnatal care. Neither mother nor child were immunized
against tetanus. Pregnant women did not receive any iron supplementation. They
were simply taken to her parents’ house couple of months before expected date
of delivery and were made comfortable with a lot of rest and affection. After
delivery the cord was cut with a sickle and the newborn was put in a basket.
The placenta was buried. Then the newborn baby was given a wash and breast-fed.
None was allowed into the room or allowed to touch mother and child for twelve
days, unlike the present-day labor cum delivery rooms and as in abroad the
practice of anyone with the permission of pregnant woman allowed at the time of
delivery. The birth attendant collected the soiled clothes and owned them as her
right traditionally. She was paid remuneration in the form of adequate grain.
Mothers were
given a hot water bath boiled with herbal leaves, known as Vavilaku, on the
third day and continued to receive her daily baths in similar fashion for nine
more days and on twelfth day would have an extended duration bath with turmeric
paste etc. A ritual was performed and a special rice dish, Pulagam or mix of Rice
and Jaggery was cooked and eaten after which she was free to move in the house
and mix with people. Baby too was given daily baths by elders or the birth
attendant. They used to spread a cloth under the bottom of child and remove
once it was soiled and wash and dry and reuse it. On the twenty first day of
birth, the baby was given a name and was also formally put in a cradle in a
simple ceremony attended by near and dear. There were no readymade wooden or
other expensive cradles. Child was made to sleep in the cloth cradle tied to
the roof beam and someone would go on swinging it.
During infancy,
those days, children were not given any vaccination. They were breast-fed till next
child was born or as long as mother could afford to give. When the child attained
the age of six months six days, on an auspicious day, the first ever semi-solid
weaning supplementary feed was given normally in a temple, in a formal but
simple ceremony known as Annaprasan. It was rice boiled with Jaggery (Payasam).
Similarly, When the child attained the age of one year (failing which three
years) first hair-cut in a ceremony again in a temple was done. With either
family members or attendants taking care of the child, round the clock, the
child was never left alone out of sight. Almost every month child’s growth was
marked by ceremonies and the milestones of development were monitored.
An interesting
first memory Dr Ranga Rao could recall from his remotest past, when he was
six-year-old, was sitting in the lap of his maternal grandfather (that was the
way of life then) and looking at the coal fire on which he was making his early
morning coffee. Like many in those days, his grandfather too had the habit of
roasting the coffee beans and grinding them and brewing the coffee at very
early morning (5 AM) every day. This was followed by having a smoke with his ‘Beedi’.
Unlike the present-day instant coffee, the habit then was making it in a
lengthy process. The smell of the roasted coffee beans, the whizzing sound of
the manual grinder, the swirling smoke of Beedi and red ambers of the fire wood
were the associated memories of Dr Ranga Rao or probably many a child of those
days.
Monthly
administration of castor oil to the children was an accepted practice. The
child was wrapped and held on the outstretched lower limbs of elder and mouth was
forcibly opened, and an ounce of castor oil administered. This was supposed to
cleanse the bowel of the child. In the later days either ‘Gripe Water’ or ‘Vamu Water’ were given. Gripe water is a non-prescription product invented in 1851 by William
Woodward, an English pharmacist. It was sold in many countries around the world
to relieve colic and other gastrointestinal ailments and discomforts of
infants. In India it was called ‘Woodward's Gripe Water.’ Vamu Water was Ajwain
water or Carom seed.
As the child was
growing, the morning breakfast in many houses in those days, often having ten
or more children, was the grandmothers feeding with the leftover cooked rice
from the previous evening mixed with a mango pickle popularly known as ‘Aavakaya’
and fresh curds. The children used to assemble after their morning calls and
the mixed rice was distributed by the grandmother or an elderly person, a
morsel each till their bellies were full. Separate plates were hardly used.
The houses in
the villages like the one of Dr Ranga Rao’s maternal parents, were normally
having lot of open space. Most of the time children used to spend there
playing, or underneath the trees conversing. All children used to have two
daily baths and mostly it was with cold water drawn from the well by an
employee known as ‘Paleru’. The bath
water used to irrigate banana trees and other vegetable garden. The nearby
fields were used for open defecation except for emergency or for night needs for
which there used to be an enclosed place meant for it.
Mostly children
used to sleep in the open court yard, open to sky, singing and playing in the
moon light which was the most pleasant experience. When the schooling started,
they were put in the village school, normally a thatched shed with just a
single teacher where the mother tongue was Telugu. Children were taught Telugu
alphabets and mostly it was memorizing. There were no benches or chairs to sit
and children used to squat on the floor and in the sand.
Affliction
with Scabies a skin disease was a common problem in children for which the
treatment that was administered was application of cow dung over the blisters
and sores and sometimes ‘Cybol’, a commercially available ointment, packed in a
cute little flat tin box. Children used to get relief after some days, from the
affliction. Developing boils, mostly in summers, because of excessive sweat was
another health issue. A paste of lime and water used to be applied over the
boils thickly after hot fermentation. In few days the boil used to soften and
subside or burst expelling pus.
When child developed
fever, he or she had to fast and was deprived of routine foods like rice, dal
etc. but were given mostly fluids like milk, gruel, buns etc. A fakir dressed
in black, carrying a bunch of peacock feathers and earthen pot, emanating
incense smoke, used to visit homes, and elders used to seek cures from him for
chronic illnesses of the children. For whooping cough, the prescription used to
be herbal twig coated with turmeric paste to be worn round the neck. If illness appeared to be serious the mother
or some of the loving elders used to take vows. The scorpion and snakebites
were treated with ‘Mantra’.
‘None of us
the children were treated during that period for any illness by a qualified
doctor. None of us remember to have swallowed a pill or tablet or medicine or
received injection’ confidently wrote Dr AP Ranga Rao in his book ‘Hopping
Memories’. The book has many more such anecdotes.
(The
writer is Chief Public Relations Officer to Chief Minister, Telangana)
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