Ancient Healing Secrets
by Dian Dincin Buchman. Orient
Paperbacks, Delhi. Pages 192. Rs 70.
HEALTH consciousness is on
the increase. Thanks to the info-explosion people are becoming aware of
the hazards of allopathic drugs. According to a report emanating from
the UK and carried by The Tribune on October 8, 2003, antibiotics
may become completely useless over the next decade or so because human
bodies are becoming resistant to these drugs. This might prove as fatal
as an AIDS epidemic, warn the experts. It is precisely such reports that
encourage the search for alternate medicine. Often the ancient
therapeutic system begins to shine brighter on the medical horizon.
The spurt in the interest
in traditional medicine has become more perceptible in the last few
years. This volume is one more example of this phenomenon. It claims to
help increase one’s knowledge of traditional remedies that "may
relieve health problems in some cases". Anxiety, arthritis, asthma,
boils, bone problems, constipation, cystitis, assorted infections,
inflammation etc have been explained, and remedies suggested.
The book reminds one of
granny’s homemade medicaments. However, the author cautions against
self-medication and suggests that one should take proper medical advice
before resorting to the remedies suggested in this volume. A valuable
reference book for one and all.
Quest for Freedom
by Surjit Singh Barnala. Natraj,
Dehradun. Pages 276. Rs 295.
BARRING a few honorable
exceptions, like Mahatma Gandhi’s My Experiments With Truth,
autobiographies are generally less than honest accounts of one’s life
and times. The desire to paint oneself as a paragon of assorted virtues
and one’s opponents as incarnates of evil predominates. While reading
a politician’s self-portrayal fistfuls of salt always come in handy.
Barnala is one of our relatively non-controversial politicians, even
though a non-controversial politician sounds an oxymoron in our polity.
In a rather exciting
account Barnala, in the guise of a youthful peasant, escapes from the
protective cordon of his security guards at midnight, gives a slip to
his family and clambers on to Kaku Singh’s Indore-bound truck to
"get in touch with real people again". In subsequent chapters
he talks of the Emergency, his arrest and his experiences as a detenue.
Thereafter, he deals with such subjects as the post-Emergency political
scenario where the Akali Dal was on the winning side at the Center, and
swept polls in the state too. This book also has a chapter on India’s
Independence, and his as well as the Akali Dal’s roles therein.
The chapters are not in
chronological order, yet these will keep the reader absorbed. I
personally enjoyed the accounts of his interaction with common folks,
especially his life in the open in Kaku-the-truck-driver’s company.
One chuckles at the description of his attending to the nature’s call
(jungle paani in the Punjabi rustics’ lingo) in the fields. He
brings out starkly the image problem that Punjabis have within and
outside the country. The hotel waiter’s surprise at a Sikh (Barnala)
ordering only vegetarian dishes sans liquor is a case in point. The
image of the big eating, hard drinking Sardar is accepted more readily
than of a pious abstemious vegetarian. For this notion, you can blame
partly the writings of the likes of Khushwant Singh and partly the
Punjabis’ characteristic ardour for machismo.
Barnala has written with
candour and verve – so rare among the politicians of today. An
eminently readable book.
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