It was towards the late afternoon and very soon the clinic will have to be closed for the day. 156 patients were logged in the information register near the 'triage' area. I happened to just peep in one of the tiny OPD rooms where two ladies were brought in to the young male doctor with a young male volunteer translator trying to fish out initial information from the two ladies regarding their ailments and all. It was very hard to determine the age of the two women clad in veils wrapped in light shawls from head to their toes.
But anyway one was a little older woman and they complained of dog bites. I was a bit hesitant and was perplexed by the various questions that ensued from the doctor through the young male volunteer. It seemed to me that the ladies were not at ease and something was just not ok. They didn't sit down even after I requested them to and they were answering in short…
