🚗💊 Dr. Chari’s Medical Diaries: Fangy the Rottweiler, Typhoid Fevers & A Quiet Longing in the Dacia

🩺 Dr. Chari’s Medical Diaries: Fangy, Fever, and a Cow Named Gomti

It was one of those Ponmanipudi mornings when the breeze carried the smell of wet earth and temple bells — and yet, Dr. Chari had no time to pause.

His faithful little Dacia, that sweet elephant-grey-car which had carried him to patients for years, hummed along the village roads toward Sundaram’s house.

Sundaram had been running a high fever for three days. Neighbors whispered “typhoid,” but in villages, whispers always come before facts.

As soon as Dr. Chari stepped out of the car with his medical bag, the first patient he met was not Sundaram — but Fangy, the family’s lion-like Rottweiler. A magnificent beast, black coat glistening, eyes suspicious.

“Ah, Fangy!” Dr. Chari smiled, as if greeting an old philosopher rather than a growling guardian.

The dog limped toward him, favoring one leg.

Dr. Chari crouched, ignoring the growl.

“Even lions soften when they limp,” he whispered, patting Fangy’s massive head.

Within moments, the growl turned into a sigh — and Fangy rested his heavy muzzle against Chari’s palm.

Inside, Sundaram lay pale, sweating, shivering.

Yet his first words were not about his pain.

“Doctor… please see Fangy first. He’s not been walking properly.”

Chari chuckled, “Even in fever, your heart guards loyalty before the body. I shall honor both.”

After calming Sundaram, Dr. Chari examined him.

Pulse, tongue, abdomen, eyes — and the clinical certainty of experience confirmed it.

“Typhoid fever,” Chari said gently, “but we shall not let it linger.”

An injection for quick relief.

Antibiotics and tablets.

A decoction of herbs from Ananda Neelam, mixed with the warmth of his grandmother’s recipes.

And as always — a quiet session of energy alignment, palms resting lightly near Sundaram’s chest.

“Fever is fire,” Chari mused aloud, “but fire too is divine. It must be guided, not fought.”

Sundaram dozed into easier sleep, Fangy curled beside him like a guardian angel in wolf’s clothing.

Chari packed his bag, patted Fangy again, and smiled his farewell.

The Dacia rattled on.

On the way back, the Dacia hummed along the winding road. Chari’s mind, usually a temple of calm, wandered — to Mira.

The Spanish yogini who had made Ponmanipudi her home.

The way she called him “Sir Charí” in public, yet whispered “PranaAmor” when it was just the two of them.

A quiet smile crossed his lips. “Strange,” he thought, “that one can heal others with certainty, yet remain uncertain about the aches of one’s own heart.”

The longing was tender, never loud — like a lamp flickering in a gentle breeze.

He shook himself back into the present, but the warmth of the thought lingered, like a melody unfinished.

But the day had more patients.

On the roadside, he spotted Gomti, the sweet cow, restless and groaning. Villagers muttered: “Colic.”

Dr. Chari stepped into the field, rolling up his sleeves.

He massaged Gomti’s belly with firm, soothing circles, humming an old Carnatic raga.

He mixed herbs with warm water and coaxed her to sip.

“Ah, Gomti,” he laughed softly, “you remind me that not all stomach upsets are human affairs.”

Within minutes, Gomti let out a great sigh — and, to everyone’s relief, a rather undignified belch.

The children clapped, the villagers smiled, and Chari simply bowed his head.

By the time he drove back to Sriranga Vihara, the sun was low, and the air smelled of jasmine.

Another day’s work done — one fever cooled, one dog calmed, one cow comforted.

And in his heart, Dr. Chari mused:

“Medicine is not about curing alone.

It is about listening — to the body, to the beasts, to the silence that binds them all.”

In Ponmanipudi, medicine was never just about curing. It was about connection — to people, animals, and sometimes, to the deepest whispers of one’s own soul.

✨ Author’s Note:

This is one of many tales from Dr. Chari’s Medical Diaries — where science meets spirit, and every patient, human or animal, is a chapter in the story of wellness.