The May month’s talk was on Homeopathy by a practitioner Mrs. Uma. These
meetings last just over an hour and a subject expert is invited to talk. Mrs.
Uma is tall lady recently retired from Atomic Power Plant as an Instrumentation
Head. A fair complexioned, lean, spectacled face, loosely pleated long hair,
and dressed in a flowing sari as she started her PPT on Homeopathy. I heard her
with respect, this was her passionate hobby and it was some story of plants,
shrubs, animals, or minerals are used as a cure. I learnt that the Germans were
advanced in the field and then the talk went technical on potency, dilution,
one part per million etc. I collected my mss-2 from Krishnan and rushed
back.
I wrote to Krishnan a week later. I sent a mail: Sir, does homeopathy
have anything for gastric ulcers and arthritis? Could you please check with
Mrs. Uma? He forwarded that mail to her and she wrote: Mr. Sathyanarayana,
please fill up this questionnaire.
That questionnaire ran to over four pages and over 25 questions. It probed my
eating habits, stools, every illness right from a common cold and headaches to
cancer and heart troubles, eating habits, reaction to different tastes, how I
drink water and liquids whether cold or hot etc. I took over an hour to fill
this and sent to the lady.
I get a reply where she had marked clarifications: Can you elaborate on your
how frequently you sweat? Or do you prefer summer months to winter? How does
the knees feel each time you walk? Is the first few steps more difficult or is
the pain a lingering one. It went on and on. Now I knew, this lady was for real
and her concerns of a highly competent doctor.
I met her towards the end of May, 2013 and we spoke for an hour. Mrs. Uma lives
with her husband in Kalakshetra Colony. It is very secluded part of Besant
nagar in the neighbourhood of the internationally recognize dance school of the
Late Rukmini Arundale. It was duplex house and the drawing room looked elegant.
They were naturally wealthy I could see at a glance from the curtains and lay
of the room.
Mrs. Uma took me to the balcony. There were two wire chairs and we sat facing
each other. I looked the tranquility of the place, so silent and so many trees.
There were even a couple of peacocks strutting on the street as I took in from
the balcony grills. She traced every illness I ever had: do you like sweets? Or
like to drink hot or cold? Or what caused the tuberculosis? Leukoderma at 13?
Or the nature of pain in the knees? When I talked about frequent stools and
very loose in character; I felt I must come clean. I talked about my depressions
in my twenties. Mrs. Uma reacted like a dream: Your worst is over.
You have handled your situation very well. Vipassana and other tools have
helped. It felt a real confidence. She was so cued on from the
questionnaire and must have spent hours on my case. She did not charge a penny!
This definitely was an act of Grace. She said: I have been trying
to cue on your organ and it reads LIVER to me. When I mentioned about my
jaundice at 7 and father’s death from liver cancer, it felt her hypothesis was
confirmed. Said she: I will prepare the
medicine and let you know. You can collect it then. I thanked profusely and addressed her as "akka" as she walked me on the way out.
A month later I get another mail on my gmail. Mrs. Uma writes: the medicines have
come and you can collect it. They were leaving for America in the early
hours and what a mind to assist. The husband-wife (both retired from the Atomic
Energy Department) are NRIs and they spend 8 months to a year in America for
statutory conditions to hold their American citizenship. The medicines were in
very small packets like how vibhuti is packaged in temples; tiny globules like
mustard seeds we use in the kitchen. Mrs. Uma explained: Dissolve two globules
in a glass of drinking water. Take these for 4 weeks and another tablet for
every alternate week – again very small and I was to chew them before going to
bed.
God, the medicines worked. I have never felt healthier in decades. I found an
immediate improvement in my stools, my gastric thing no longer craved or
reached for Marie biscuits. I felt so strong that I resumed the walks to the
Eliot’s Beach.
When I met her and wanted to compensate for her time: she must have spent over
four hours on my questionnaire and consultation. Mrs. Uma said,” God has been
kind to us. For me, Homeopathy is my service to society. I just have an
interest in making others healthy.”
From the improvement in my health and her painstaking diagnosis for hours, I
think of her as nature’s blessing. Homeopathy works and works brilliantly in
the hands of a genius practitioner.