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title: In Talk with CHAC
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tags: [wona, column]
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category: coverstory
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image: chac.png
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excerpt: "To address the concerns recently voiced by students regarding the institute hospital and pharmacy, Watch Out! spoke with Prof. Ankik Kumar Giri, Chairman of the Hospital Advisory Committee."
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To address the concerns recently voiced by students regarding the institute hospital and pharmacy, Watch Out! spoke with Prof. Ankik Kumar Giri, Chairman of the Hospital Advisory Committee. The transcript of our conversation is provided below:\
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***(Note: Hereafter, ‘pharmacy’ refers to the one outside the hospital entrance.)***
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**Q1: Who is in charge of running the institute's pharmacy right now? Does the institute itself directly operate these pharmacy services?**
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**A:** The pharmacy is currently managed by a company called Health Hub, which is selected by the tender process for these services. The institute does not directly operate the pharmacy. However, a doctor from the institute, Dr. Vibhu Sharma, the officer in charge, is part of the advisory committee and helps check the quality of the medicines kept at the medical center.
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**Q2: Do students get medicines at a discounted price? If so, how?**
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**A:** Students can receive a discount of 27% on certain medicines at the pharmacy counter. All other medicines, including over-the-counter (OTC) drugs, are sold at the regular price (MRP).\
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There are plans to put up a notice which would allow students to understand which medicines are discounted and which are not. This will help students see their options and make informed decisions.\
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Pharmacists have been instructed to ask for the enrollment number/employee id to tell if the buyer is a student/employee or someone from outside the campus. This means students do not have to ask for the discount themselves; it is given automatically when they share their enrollment number.
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In case the pharmacists fail to ask for ID, one can remind them and avail a discount.
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**Q3: How does the institute keep track of what students buy from the medical center, especially to prevent students from misusing certain medicines?**
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**A:** The pharmacy only sells a limited range of medicines, and some medicines are given only if the student has a prescription, just like regular pharmacies outside campus. The institute does not keep records of what students buy from the pharmacy.
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_Any queries regarding the hospital can be raised through the feedback portal on the hospital website._
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**Q4: Standing Order 1-12.4 states:\
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_“No private doctor should be consulted by a student on his/her own initiative. If there is a genuine need for consulting an outside doctor, the matter should be reported to the Warden / Chief Warden who will take further action in consultation with the Chief Medical Officer of the Institute and the Dean of Students' Welfare.”_\
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Why does this rule exist? Why can't students choose to visit a private doctor whenever they want?**
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**A:** This rule is mainly for the safety and well-being of students. If a student visits a private doctor or has a medical procedure outside the institute and something goes wrong, or if the student is not treated properly, the institute needs to be aware so it can respond quickly in an emergency. By keeping the institute informed, students can get help faster if any problems arise.\
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Another important reason for this rule is to prevent misuse of medical certificates. There have been cases where students have submitted fake or questionable medical certificates from outside doctors to get special permissions, like asking for a re-exam or an extension. By requiring students to go through the institute's process, it becomes easier to check the authenticity of medical documents and maintain fairness for everyone.\
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Overall, the rule is meant to protect students in emergencies and to make sure that all medical documents are real and used properly.
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**Q5:
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Standing Order 1-12.5 states:\
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_"Students are entitled to medical facilities to the extent available in the Institute Hospital. The Institute will make no reimbursement of the medical expenses to the students for any treatment taken outside the Institute Hospital without the recommendation of the Institute Medical Officer (IMO)."_\
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To clarify, does this mean that if a student seeks a second opinion from an outside doctor, even with a referral from an institute doctor (but not the IMO), the cost would not be reimbursable?**
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**A:** The reimbursement process takes place under the DoSW. The amount to be reimbursed, if any, is in accordance with the policies of the insurance company.
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**Q6: If a student wants a second opinion from a specialist outside the institute, or feels that the diagnosis by the institute's doctors is not correct, what procedure is to be followed?**
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**A:** If a student wants to see a specialist or get a second opinion from a doctor outside the institute, they should first visit the campus hospital and ask for a referral. The doctors at the hospital do not refuse to give referrals to outside doctors if needed. If a student ever faces any difficulty in getting a referral, they should contact the Hospital Office for help.\
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If a student feels unsatisfied with a diagnosis, they may also request a re-examination within the institute itself before opting for an external consultation.\
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To make things easier for students, the institute is also working on bringing more outside specialists and super specialists to the campus. This way, students may not need to go outside for specialist consultations in the future.
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**Q7: Some students have reported that the emergency ward at the hospital does not have enough facilities. What services are actually available in the emergency ward, and what rights should a student know they have when using it?**
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**A:** When you go to the emergency ward, ensure that there is at least one doctor, one staff nurse, one attendant, and one pharmacist present. If you need help, ask for the doctor right away. \
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If you feel you are not being treated properly in the emergency ward, first note down the doctor's details. Next, ask the doctor to call a senior doctor or the Chief Medical Officer to address your concern. If you are still not satisfied or believe there was mishandling, report the issue to the chairman with all the information you have gathered.
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layout: post
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title: "The Ship of Theseus"
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image: the-ship-of-theseus.png
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category: editorial
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tags: [wona, column]
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author: Aarush Aggarwal and Shivansh Goyal
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excerpt: "Packing is a labyrinth of memories. The old, dusty boxes are dangerous nostalgia traps. You pick up one forgotten trinket, and you’re stuck."
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Packing is a labyrinth of memories. The old, dusty boxes are dangerous nostalgia traps. You pick up one forgotten trinket, and you’re stuck. Suddenly, you're not sorting clothes; you’re reminiscing and deeply analyzing one random anecdote, its philosophical impact on your childhood, your life, and human existence as you know it.
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(This profound state lasts exactly as long as it takes for your mom to yell from downstairs, instantly vaporizing all existential insight. Dang it, Mom! Thankfully, that moment hasn’t arrived yet. For now, you’re happily remembering your antics.)
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You pick up the majestic 1000-piece Colosseum. It represents weeks of your childhood, your first architectural masterpiece. After all, who doesn't like to play with LEGOs? Those blocks became units of uncashed potential, limited only by the imagination of the hands that held them.
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It’s a miracle it lasted this long, given the Odyssey it went through.
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(We know we’re mixing Greek tales; that’s what happens when everything you know about ancient Greece stems from Percy Jackson.)
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This is where we’d like to introduce ourselves. We're your conscience (yes you still have it hidden somewhere). Hello! As you often do, this is a conversation you’re having with us.
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Childhood is a battlefield of unintended casualties. One day, your younger sibling had whimsically decided that they were done with all of creation, and your colosseum bore the brunt of their rage.
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You remember gathering the rubble of your toppled colosseum, putting it in a box, and replacing the broken pieces. Another day, your mother had wondered, "What is this piece of 'useless memorabilia'?" Soon, you’d found your poor building in the trashcan. You had tediously replaced another batch of pieces, and this cycle of destruction and resurrection continued.
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You think of the broken pieces saved over the years, and suddenly, a thought strikes: the broken pieces, they’re just enough to make another LEGO Colosseum if you put in some effort, glue and time (all of which you have plenty of).
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A paradox begins to form in that brilliant head of yours (no offence, but you’re a bit of a narcissist)
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Which piece claims the throne of authenticity? Which one is the real Colosseum: the one you’ve maintained over the years—scarred yet tall, or the one you would have made from all the pieces that were stripped off it.
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You might be anticipating the question we’re about to ask: What truly is the “identity” of something? Or what is the physical representation of identity? Is identity even a physical concept or simply a mental illusion? Have you discovered immortality, or mastered the art of self-deception? Doesn’t this mean you could make like 15 of the same things? Is Identity divisible, then? Or are those copies identical to the point of perfection?
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Have you discovered cloning? This is the stuff of dreams isn't it? Think of the limitless possibilities…
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_Wait, wait. Take a breath my friend._
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Let’s review the two sides to this:
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If you say the model you had kept repairing was the real one, you're valuing continuity, the idea that identity comes from the history of the object, even if its parts change. The journey it’s been on defines it more than its origin does, and the final product, the construction of experience, proves its originality more than the original’s stagnancy.
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On the contrary, there is a case to be made for its origin. The journey, instead of defining it, changes it; if it loses everything that connected it to its roots, it no longer remains the same thing. Memories aren’t the only constituent of its identity, rather it's the original pieces. Those faded polaroids still feel warmer than any high-definition photo ever could.
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And yet, beyond philosophy, there’s a quieter, more unsettling thought.
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Perhaps there's another possibility: that you would’ve simply created two identical ghosts, and that identity itself is nothing more than a comforting illusion you’ve constructed to avoid confronting the void.
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Heavy words, we know… but that's the nature of the paradox.
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There’s also a fourth (albeit way cooler) explanation, you in fact have discovered cloning, and physicists can cry over the corpse of quantum physics because, guess what? Information is not conserved, and this satanic nightmare referred to as engineering can end.
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(Maybe not that last one. Boy, you wish that were true)
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The paradoxical nature of identity is a concept on which philosophers around the globe have pondered for very many years (because that’s what philosophers do). What makes it particularly fascinating to you, is how naturally this question arises in domains with nothing common in them.
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Our journey starts at the British Isles where this paradox plays out on the stage of history:
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Picture a ship bobbing on the waves. At first, the Celtic-speaking Britons are at the helm, singing old songs by the fire, minding their own business.
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(Maybe wondering about the last city which they colonized)
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Then, one day, the Angles and Saxons row up like they’ve been invited, lugging their runes, their Old English, and a battered copy of _Beowulf_. They strip the deck, hammer in new boards, and the ship now reeks of Germanic sweat.
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But the tide never stays still. The Normans crash the party with barrels of wine and manners. As the voyage goes on, you pass candlelit decks where Shakespeare’s dramas play out between storms of plague, and you witness royal squalls so fierce a king loses his head. The winds take the ship to Asia and Africa. It comes home stuffed with tea, spices, a famous diamond (wink wink) and a taste for telling the world how to queue properly. For a while, to be British was to keep your tie straight, your hat intact and paperwork stacked higher than the mast.
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But seawater soaks into every plank. Now, you can find the best chicken butter masala in London, hear Jamaican pop bouncing off in makeshift basketball courts, and elders gathering for a spot of tea at 4 p.m. Bring Elizabeth or Newton aboard this ship today, and they’d probably stare around like tourists, their wide-eyed reactions worth replaying on the West End.
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The experiences, it seems, have enriched England, from a bland oatmeal-raisin (seriously, who eats that shi-) to a full seven-course meal and a fine wine to wash it down with.
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Support Liverpool? Back in the 19th century, it was mud-caked boots and proud moustaches charging down the pitch. Players come and go, managers swap the captains, Anfield gets a makeover. Nothing of the old crew is left. And yet, the name, the colours, the roar in the stands never stopped sailing. _You’ll Never Walk Alone_ isn’t just a song; it’s the wind in the sails.
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A Liverpool fan experiences a lot of highs and lows, the journey almost seems like a test of loyalty and those who pass seem to understand just a bit more about the essence of being a true supporter. The change seems fresh and exciting while stirring that nostalgia.
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Liverpool and England are both examples of entities which ripened with experience, it becomes impossible to define them without acknowledging the journey they went through. Their originality holds little meaning when compared to the eons of change undergone.
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Sometimes though, it’s very hard to rid yourself of the originality. Sometimes the journey destroys the ship, every piece of it until the ship turns into a boat, then a log of wood, and then is simply gone, no longer existing. The broken pieces telling stories about the original that seem like a fairytale on steroids.
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Such is the case of Alzheimer’s disease, a tide without cause, progressively destroying every memory that made you, you. Witnessing it is like seeing a candle burn. It starts with its unburnt wick, proudly giving light and warmth to everyone around it, unrelenting in its potential, leaving everyone unaware of the tragedy about to unfold.
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Slowly the wax starts to melt, the wick starts to shorten, the warmth starts to stutter and then the ball drops. Suddenly a gust of oxygen flares it up again, you think that things have stabilized but no, the wax keeps on melting, taking the last hopes you had along with it. Every resolve fails against the inevitability of change.
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And then the light fades, fades until it dies. This melted candle is the same which started this journey but somewhere along it, it didn’t remain itself. It lost its identity, became unrecognizable and incomparable to its past. All there is to live by are the memories, of its warmth, of its fight.
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You wonder where along this journey did the candle change that much, when did that tall source of light become this heap of wax.
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That is the heart of the paradox: if change is constant, when does a thing cease to be itself?
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The simple reason why both ships cannot co-exist is that they are not alike, they represent two contradictory ideas of representation and embracing both is impossible.
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Most people don’t focus on the most important assumption of this paradox: that identity itself can survive change. Remember your LEGO Colosseum, all it would take is glue to create a brand-new one, masterful enough to rival the original.
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It seems almost _magical_, right?
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Working against change never is, nothing magical is going to appear to fix your colosseum.
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Perhaps the most profound truth hidden in this ancient riddle is that you are simultaneously aboard both ships: the one sailing forward into uncertain waters, and the one being slowly dismantled by time.
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You are the Captain, navigating the uncertainties and passing the storms.
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You are the Curator, collecting fallen pieces of the journey gone.
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You are the Voyager, choosing what to carry into tomorrow.
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The question is: are you also the Tinkerer? Daring to right the ship when it fails you, daring to _renew_ your very own Ship of Theseus.
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*"HOW CAN IT POSSIBLY TAKE THIS LONG TO CLEAN ONE ROOM? I SWEAR, I'D GIVE ANYTHING FOR A VERSION OF YOU THAT ACTUALLY LISTENED!"*
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That oh-so familiar voice calls out from downstairs; you smile inwardly at the irony of the statement as the train of thought breaks. Some things, like that sharp voice from downstairs, are stubbornly eternal themselves; a constant in a house of replacements, immune to time, repairs, or philosophy.
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