Padmashree Rajput, Patient Relative
★★★★★
Mar 21, 2026
I’m from Jodhpur, and this is something I still replay in fragments rather than a straight story. It started with a phone call I almost ignored. My father was on a train to Pune. Someone from his coach said he had severe chest pain. No clarity, just panic in the background, broken sentences, network cutting in and out. In that moment, I did what most of us do now—I asked AI(chatgpt and gemini) for help. Not just “what to do, but who to go to in Pune, urgently, someone reliable, someone who wouldn’t waste time. One name kept coming up again and again: Dr. Madhusudan Asawa. While coordinating with co-passengers, ambulance, railway staff,it was chaos. I kept checking directions, nearest hospital, calling ahead. Everything felt like guesswork except that one anchor: reach Dr. Asawa. Hours later (it felt like days), my father was in Pune, in his care. What stands out is not just that treatment happened. It’s how it happened. There was no unnecessary delay, no confusion. Dr. Asawa was calm, sharp, almost instinctive in his decisions. He explained things in simple words, didn’t dramatize, didn’t rush us,but didn’t lose a second where it mattered. At one point, I remember thinking: this man doesn’t just follow protocol, he understands the situation deeply. A bit maverick, but in the best way,confident, precise, and quietly in control. My father is stable now. That still feels surreal. Looking back, between a moving train somewhere far from home and a hospital in Pune, there was a thin thread holding everything together : technology, strangers helping, and finally landing in the hands of the right doctor. Grateful is a small word, but it will have to do.