Tuesday, July 15, 2025

Coping with Accidental Falls

Coping with Accidental Falls

The physical body is like a chariot or car; we cannot do anything without the delicate physical body. So, we must be utterly careful about its health, mobility, and the psychological moods. Nowadays the family physicians (General Practice, Geriatric) are a bit more attuned to the needs of elderly people. At every annual checkup visit the family physician keeps asking about any physical fall, a trip, surgery, or injury to the head. Some home visiting nurses or doctors advise the patients about “fall avoidance”. They say: “Try not to keep any loose or slippery rugs on the floor. Make sure the bathroom tiles are rough to prevent slips. Put friction pads on polished floors or steps. Keep the bar soap away from the slippery floor. Hold on to sturdy bars or wall supports while taking showers. Always use the banister (side bar) while climbing the stairs, etc.” But any advice, even a well intentioned professional one can go only so far; much more valuable things we learn through the stern master of “experience”, sadly after paying the painful dues.

Now, what to do in a real life accidental fall? First we have to seek grace from our “guru” (or Ishta-devata, इष्ट देवता)  in such terrible situations. I may, with ample humility share some of my own terrible mistakes to shed some light on this problem. With age our bones become brittle – a number of factors conspire to arrive at the “brittle bone” condition. Lack of calcium (with vitamin D and other minerals) or poor nutrition is one contributing factor. Poor physical activity and hormonal changes also produce brittle bones. As young children we (my sister and I) just lived on potable water and clean air. Mother’s pure affection compensated for all the missing nutritional elements – lack of milk, protein, essential minerals, or fresh fruits. My own excellent eyesight (not to crow) and dental health is a testament to my formative years in the village (bless our parents). Much later in the college father took pains of providing nourishing milk and fresh tasty yogurt (curd). But even that modest correction of calcium was minimal and sparse. 

Though I experienced several falls or slips over the years luckily I escaped the broken bones situations. Once I was swinging on the front wooden (hinged) door and lost my grip. I fell down on the hard dirt floor near the porch. In the bygone era we used to improvise and play with whatever we could find. I escaped with a minor wrist dislocation. The local village doctors (Puttur Rajus massage and physical therapy) fixed it with a soft muslin cloth bandage and oil (cow ghee) massage. I owe much of my education and professional career to those lovely doctors and physical therapists. They did not take a single penny (paisa) for the orthopedic care; they politely refused payment from a young school going lad across the street, down the block. Such was their magnanimous spirit, extraordinary generosity.

In school days I had many more falls during bicycle riding – it was part of a learning process. Many of those falls were minor, with scratch on the shin or elbow. Some of the falls produced deep wounds with bleeding cuts. Again I escaped without breaking any bones; that saved the day for me. Luckily father never reproached me for such minor accidents. As I look back on those very active vigorous physical exercise days my only regret now is merely the lack of “basic first aid box” at home. A quick wash with alcohol and dressing with tincture of iodine (Povidone, Dettol, Bacitracin) would have kept my cuts dry and free of infection. In the highly humid coastal Andhra I would often get into complications with superficial wound infection. Many a time simple cuts or scratches on my skin used to grow into big septic wounds – an eyesore for several weeks, a sure curiosity arouser for all my classmates.

Recently we witnessed firsthand the disastrous effects of falls in our family. Three of our sister-in-laws experienced bone fractures due to accidental falls. In later advanced years surgeries or casts become very complicated and burdensome. In some cases doctors refuse orthopedic surgeries and weeks of postoperative confinement in bed. Prolonged inactivity or lying in bed increases the chance of blood clots and bedsores. All this analysis is to impress on adults (and elderly seniors) to stay physically active and continue with regular walks, stretching, or yoga etc. Also, we must assiduously try not to run or trip over loose water hoses, electric cables, extension cords, or furniture while we walk around or rush to attend a door bell. There is no need to run to the door and trip resulting in a bone fracture. Things can wait; a healthy mobile body is more valuable than meeting some one quickly at the front door. If Panduranga did not rush to the door to greet Sri Krishna, why should we hurriedly run to the front door for a mundane call? Accidental fall may usher us into a new “troublesome chapter” in life. It may, in some unfortunate cases lead to permanent disability or wheel chair confinement.

But we can certainly avoid such pitfalls with the help of a cane, walking stick, or a walker; yet this simple instruction is easier said than done. What are the other physical infirmities that contribute to poor balance and persistent falls? Here are some factors: Loss of hearing, poor vision (particularly peripheral acuity), dizziness, sudden changes in blood pressure (low), weakness, low blood sugar (often occurs with poor blood glucose control), dehydration, or nausea. Sudden acute cardiac events (angina, abnormal rhythm, electrical pulses, vagus nerve) or strokes can also lead to catastrophic imbalances and loss of body strength. To this we have to add the foot problems too: Hammer toe, deformed foot, improper arch, etc.

I will conclude with my own (limited) experiences with physical falls. On the steps of Pinakini River in Andhra I lost balance and fell on my back. I was a bit careless, did not notice (rather appreciate) the slippery moss on the river steps. But the sandy bank protected my head and I escaped without a scratch – thanks due to the presiding Lord Narayana (Sri Ranganayaka). Once during the wee hours I slipped and fell on the stairs with a transistor radio in my hand; then too I got saved due to the soft carpet on the stairs. But there was some other invisible grace guarding me all along. Another time I fainted in the bathroom due to extreme dehydration or stomach upset. Miraculously I regained consciousness after ten or fifteen minutes. Very recently this writer accidentally slipped from a swing while playing with children. It was totally unexpected and I badly hurt my shoulder, neck, and back. Fortunately the playground was filled with wood chips and that saved me from serious hard knocks on the head or bone joints. Still the recovery took more than three weeks. Only after lot of physical stretching, yoga, and repeated oil massage I got a complete relief from the chronic pain, joint aches, and stiff muscles. The over-the-counter pain medication did not help much. Again I pay my umpteen salutations (नमस्कार) to the guru and the Lord of Seven Hills.

I share some of my own difficulties with the body out of pure concern for others. I do not imply any gloating, any special privilege, or luck. Even in the best of times and circumstances “falls” can and do happen. There is a saying in America, it goes somewhat like this: “When you fall off a horse, get back in the saddle”. Similar injunction applies to the body also. We should simply forget about the fall and try to nurse the delicate physical body back to shape without dwelling too much on the misfortune. This article was prepared without using any of the modern AI tools. Copyright 2025 by the author


Saturday, June 28, 2025

Lyrics of "Adi modi" Song

ఆడ మో(డి)డీ  గలదే రామయ్యమాట 


రాగం: చారుకేశి 

తాళము: దేశాది 


ఆడమోడి గలదే రామయ్యమాట లా॥

తోడునీడ నీవె యనుచు భక్తితో

గూడి పాదములఁ బట్టిన మాట లా॥

చదువులన్ని దెలిసి శంకరాంశుఁడై

సదయుఁ డాశుగ సంభవుండు మ్రొక్క

గదలు తమ్ముని బల్కఁ జేసితివి

గాకను త్యాగరాజేనాటి    (naa)టి మాట లా॥


aaDamODi galadae raamayyamaaTa 

raagaM: chaarukaeSi

taaLaM: daeSaadi


pallavi:

aaDamODi galadae raamayyamaaTa || laa || 


anu pallavi:

tODuneeDa neeve yanuchu bhaktitO@M

gooDi paadamula@M baTTinamaaTa || laa || 


charaNamu(lu)

chaduvulanni delisi SaMkaraaMSu@MDai

sadayu@MDaaSuga saMbhavuMDu mrokka

gadalu tammuni balka@M jaesitivi

gaakanu tyaagaraajae paaTi maaTa || laa || 


The English transliteration was generated by Lekhini. I follow the lyrics given in the small booklet by Gollapudi Publishers. Ms. Syama Sundari edited the Telugu lyrics. I find both versions (one due to Dr. Balamurali and another by M. S. Subbulakshmi) flawless. Though I kept on humming this song for many years only recently I stumbled on its real meaning; it gifted me a rare insight into Sri Rama and made me dwell more into the real feeling of bhakti. In some instances of life reaching the goal is not the point. Staying steadfastly on the path and pursuing without any wavering is very difficult; and to continue without any doubt, despair, that requires extraordinary patience. Here is the link for audio: M S version

Meaning of the song was given in the previous post here. 

Copyright 2025 by the author

Friday, June 20, 2025

Meaning of "Adi modi galade" Song

Chaduvulanni = all fields of knowledge; d(t)elisi = knowing, having mastered; Sankara + amsudai = born with the essence (an aspect) of Sankara, taken the earthly form with Sankara’s qualities; sadayudu = compassionate, kind hearted; asuga = the god of wind; sambhavundu = offspring, son of; mrokka = prayed, saluted;

“I keep following You (Rama) with devotion as a faithful shadow, remain faithfully attached to Your feet – yet You hardly say a word or reply even a syllable. What a wonder! Your reticent attitude has no parallel, O Rama.”

Lord Hanuman, being none other than a scion (portion) of the great compassionate Sankara (Lord Siva) approached You with a respectful salute (namaskar) in the forest. Then look what happened – You made tactical agreements with Sugriva (brother of Vali) for the ultimate war with king Ravana. With such a background, who gives any importance to Tyagaraja? Who cares about lesser mortals like Tyagayya? In such circumstances is there any chance (luck) for lesser humans? If Hanuman ji got such a short shrift of treatment, where is the chance for a positive response to Tyagaraja? Where is the possibility for any response to the composer’s endless beseeching, pleading? In such dire unpredictable situations where is the possibility of better luck for the composer? Or, who is Tyagayya to receive any better treatment at the hands of Rama? What is the status of Tyagayya in the hierarchy (totem pole) of great many bhaktas of Rama? This point is worth pondering for all the Carnatic singers, Rama bhaktas, and ardent devotees. There are some passages in Sri Ramakrishna’s biography (scribed by M) where we find similar incidents; Devi Kali mata was on the premises of Dakshineswar temple, in the gardens but She was busy in Her own playful acts with other goddesses. 

Often the Guru tries to instill in the disciple the value of “patience or perseverance” (saburi). We have to read, listen, and sing a lot to appreciate this essential quality. Depending on one’s taste (or bend of mind) one can choose any of the nine modes of bhakti. Many times we try to visit sacred places, rivers, or temples; but we succeed only in a select few of our undertakings. And even such rare successes are precious gifts for us. We must try to utilize all our energies, enthusiasm, and time to see rare (one-of-a-kind) swamis and ancient pilgrim places; such acts should be done preferably when one is young, able bodied, and full of bubbling energy. A kind parent, relative, or friend may prod us to do such unusual religious (or faith based) acts. Now “the world is too much with us”; every act is oriented towards material benefit or physical pleasure. But when one is bedridden, sick, injured, or inconsolably sad, who will help us? At times we may be unconscious with severe bodily pain, at such desperate moments who will come to our rescue? This is a thought for all – young and elderly. Bad luck can befall on anyone, at any time. That’s why we try to save and store some smidgen of “prayer, meditation, and japa” for future. We keep a ‘rainy day fund’ in bank for emergency use. Similarly we must keep some savings of spiritual endeavor for future. Even recalling Hari’s name at the right time (a true crisis) is very difficult; here we must appreciate the good fortune of King Gajendra (see Srimad-Bhagavatam) for having good mental faculties even in the midst of excruciating pain. There, then in the slippery muddy pond he was in the cruel jaws of the crocodile; the crocodile was mercilessly goring his sensitive toes with its nasty sharp teeth. By then the elephant was on his last ounces of energy, totally dehydrated and utterly hungry. The mammoth mammal was on the verge of total collapse and drifting into delirium. It was losing consciousness. And then suddenly due to its past virtuous karma (tapas) the elephant suddenly remembered Hari (with His qualities) and surrendered to His grace. 

None of us are like the Kanchi Paramacharya. The Swami could undergo cataract surgery without anesthesia. At another time the celebrated walking guru did extended tapas sitting in the midst of five fires (పంచాగ్నులు) while running high bodily fever. Such extraordinary circumstances can make the mind focus acutely on Hari’s name; but many ordinary bhaktas cannot achieve such pointed concentration. Soul stirring full throated vocal singing of great compositions or bhajans also provides peace and total communion with Sri Rama. That is all one can do – be it in times of happiness or utter despair.    


Tuesday, March 18, 2025

Elsa's Tiera (Poem)

Elsa’s Tiara

It was the day after
Halloween
On a stroll to nearby
Flatbush Coop or Supermarket 
There on the sidewalk
Lies a worn tiara – 
Elsa’s Tiara
Probably got shipped from China
All the way crossing thousands
Of knots on the oceans
Surya too
Wore the same silvery plastic coronet
With all the bells and whistles
The full-length floor sweeping
Blue dress with beads, stones
We accompanied her
To the neighborhood Halloween party
Walking gently through the soggy
Sod, lawn patches, and the bushes
The front yards with lights, strobes, and music
Grandmas, uncles, aunts chaperoning
The little ones   

Who
Knows how many hours
Mothers and fathers worked
For the cardboard “B” train
For the shiny golden-white long
Braided hairpiece of Elsa’s
For arranging a fancy party, dress,
And evening goings for their little
Children 
They need the show for their pre-K classes
And evening rounds with plastic pumpkins
And then you’ve to gore the fall yellow 
Fruit and make a scary face
With lamp or candle inside
And then mercilessly discard it into trash
The next day

The modern urban setting
Changes everything it touches
Every custom, festival, or community
Activity or display is for a buck
For the promotion of business
Much of the meaning and most of the 
Original story is lost, sadly

But it was not like that
Certainly decades ago
In our modest village
We had many events
With a purpose
Synchronized to the exact
Lunar position (phase) 
As children
We enacted activities
Imbued with singing, colorful dresses
Original costumes
The teacher escorted us 
Through the street
The children entertained
With a song or two
The master got a five or ten
Rupee note
We’re given toffies, puffed rice,
Jaggery, peanuts, or roasted peas
That was for the Dussera festival
Mind such a celebration 
Occurred only in one or two provinces
It did not span the entire
Indian sub-continent
The modern onslaught 
Of world-wide commerce
Did not arrive yet – putting
Thousands of kids into straightjacket
Cultural mannequins 

Later I remember
Another local village observance
It happens around the
Telugu New Year time
We’d pick a little container
Could be a palm-leaf woven pot
Or, made out of coconut leaves
Or, improvised out of a discarded 
Metal bucket
The ubiquitous plastic (PVC) 
Wasn’t there yet
And would fill it with garden soil
Oh, what a fertile soil it was
Right on the banks of Godavari
You got to see it to believe it -
The coastal nature’s fecundity!  
And then gently sprinkle
The nine types of beans
Bought from the local grocer
Just a block away
And then, despite my immeasurable grief
(Due to a
Sudden family catastrophe) 
I watered the little pot
Daily twice, once in the morning
And once in the evening
And watched it sprout and grow
With all my love and care
The sprouts reached about
Knee high or so
And then we had to
Carry it to the local
 Poleramma (Devi) temple
And offer it to the “ad-hoc priest”
The whole temple was filled with
Green color
Decorated with lots of potted
Feet long
Sprouts – both inside and outside
The entire temple looked
Like a nice beautiful green earth
A multilevel hanging garden
The entire village gathered
There 
And that was the only
Custom 
I still think has
Profound meaning
Of devotion, gratitude,
And piety
Without a single 
Chant or mantra –
That act alone saved me
As I wistfully rue now
Copyright 2025 by the author

Monday, March 17, 2025

Breakfast Guest (Short Story)

Breakfast Guest

“Subbulu, they’re all gone. The almost semi-ripe tomatoes, the tender stalks, and some of your wildflower plants. It has torn them all during the early morning. I thought we’ve changed its behavior, dissuaded it from encroaching into our vegetable and flower garden.” I almost felt like shrieking but what’s the point now? 

“What happened dear? Are the rose bushes ok?” 

“Luckily the roses seem alright. We have to put physical barrier for ‘em too. They are full of buds, so better watch out.” If any bark seems ripped from a bush, it is a sign of the deer from the nearby woods and local park (green space). If things close to the ground get munched, then it is due to the chipmunks, squirrels, or cottontails. Fortunately this season there is an abundance of walnuts, acorns, and maple seeds. So most of the squirrels are after chasing the nuts, gnawing at them, leaving half eaten nuts on the ground and playing with their mates. The chipmunks are rather strange – you never what catches their fancy. This year they are after the marigold buds and flowers. After a bit of head scratching, I installed some thorny branches in the marigold pots, just to give them slight discomfort while they are engrossed in their hearty meals of tender flowers. That saved the day and we are fortunate to have plenty of colorful fragrant fresh flowers for our daily puja and for the local Narayana temple. 

After a rather disappointing morning, I flowed through the daily routine and retired. Both of us thought about a permanent solution to the deer menace and the hungry rabbits especially during the spring. It happens in harsh winters too when the entire land is filled with several feet of snow; the hungry cervids nibble the tender rhododendron shoots and dormant flower buds, pull the bark of burning bushes and maple trees. As a rule you are not to go to sleep with a thought on your mind; that means the day’s homework is not completed, the books not properly balanced (closed). Otherwise the mind goes into an overdrive to finish the lingering thoughts and resolve the loose ends. Slowly I dozed off and fell into a trance.

“I see a slight discomposure on your face today. May I help, dear?”

I felt awkward, but the Guru knows everything. Yet he (He) tries to remain beyond the powerful maya. Like a gentle friend he would not intrude into our thoughts or house unnecessarily. 

“It is trifling really, I should’ve understood it, solved it, and done with it immediately”

“Yes, you are capable. You are well read, discriminating, I would even say a jnani.”

“It is just a pesky deer, so I thought in the beginning. But it is more than that as I see it now.”

“Yes, I know it all. Do you remember? Once you so desperately wanted to offer clean home made food to an orthodox Brahmin on a holy day; perhaps to mark your gratitude to the departed parents. But in this day and age, where would you find an observant Brahmin? If it were impossible for Umacharan in the nineteenth century in Kasi, would it be easy today in a remote Finger Lakes corner? I sensed your predicament and kindly watched the events. Some day your wish would be fulfilled promptly, so I thought. But even I got surprised by the turn of events today, that too in the wee hours.”

“To day morning I got a jolt looking at the ravaged hand grown tomato plants. It took a while to sooth my ruffled feelings.”

“Though you know many things, it is often very difficult to let go off the last vestiges of ego. I wouldn’t put it crudely as ego; it is more like this feeling of touch or pulse. Obviously it’s there for a purpose – it is to protect the physical body and mind from injury. But excessively limiting the ‘consciousness’ to the earthly body can work havoc.

So you are not angry for the loss of a few dollars worth of tomatoes. Now during the growing season, you can get them at the farmers market at a fair price. Nor are you upset about someone robbing your fruit without rightfully paying for it. After all, you’ve received countless acts of generosity from many humans, animals, and even plants. Your grandmother healed your childhood fevers with gunta-kalaraku. You must have benefited immensely from the village Ayurvedic doctors, teachers, and well-wishers. After all one cannot say all those do-gooders got compensated fully. So life is like that, you gain some and you give some. On a really philosophical plane, this observation is true: You are here on the earth only as limited rights tenant. You do not own anything, although you may have a bank account and other properties.  The sooner one absorbs this eternal truth, the better life will be. 

But coming to the microscopic issue of tomatoes, the gardener can only take a part of the credit. Credit must also be given to the farmer who gifted you quality cow manure, the bees, the earthworms and microorganisms of the soil, and of course the most important of all – the benevolent Sun who tirelessly insolates this heavenly earth. No we cannot usurp others’ contribution. No, you know very well as a student of science we cannot take credit for our brains or body. They’re just handed down to us by our parents (ancestors). The ancestors tirelessly struggled through thick and thin, through draughts and downpours, and survived and bestowed us almost defect free genes. Who would do that in the modern world? Will any corporation do it for less? Will any test tube company sell you such excellent genes? Or, any government agency? No, period - as they say here.

Now, let us come to the finer points, the subtle lessons here. What’s the use of reading tomes of scriptural texts? That too, the reading gets muddied through and gets diluted and distorted through umpteen unfaithful translations from the (Sanskrit) originals. It is akin to wallowing in the murky muddy waters without ever smelling the nearby superbly fragrant lotus. People keep on talking endlessly about Vedas, Upanishads, and Jnana Yoga, etc. But practicing one single precept is enough: Speak truth – truth as enunciated in the original scriptures or elaborated by any guru like Sankara. Never hurt any being, tree, or part of nature. Always support and help life on the earth."

“Yes, Sir. You are so right. I never thought my Guru would come down to this level to instruct me so gently and so lovingly. I feel so lucky to deserve your benediction and protection. Now you’ve explained the gist of Isopanishad so succinctly. I simply bow in reverence and pay my gratitude in silence.” Copyright 2025 by the author

  



Thursday, March 13, 2025

Boils, Carbuncles, and Furuncles - II

Boils, Carbuncles, and Furuncles (Contd.)

In the early stage, that is when the boil is small and slightly red we can try putting hot pack on the site. Some times the boil will become soft and slowly it will disappear within a day or two. Normally it is not advisable to do pin pricking at home because it can lead to serious infection. It may unnecessarily lead to complications. A number of home remedies can be applied with good results; they avoid direct puncturing of the boil. Here are several inexpensive tricks: 1. Mix freshly cooked white rice with a bit of castor oil and apply to the boil. Cover the paste (poultice) with a plant leaf and apply a tight (but not too tight) bandage to the site. Leave the bandage intact for ten or twelve hours. Hibiscus, castor tree, banana, Four O’clock, gongura – these leaves will work wonders. 2. Instead of rice one can also use a wheat flour paste. 3. Sandalwood paste, particularly freshly ground wet paste also is very effective for boils. It cools the skin (boil) locally and helps in healing fast. 

Traditional (herbal or Ayurvedic) healers use castor, mustard, or neem oil for topical applications. Such oils make the skin soft and prevent additional infections.I should mention here a few (celebrity) cases to highlight the severity of skin diseases. Many people particularly those with brown or dark skin develop pigment (dark) patches due to excessive exposure to sun. One should be careful with sun’s radiation. It can lead to skin cancer – it happened to Sri Ramana, President Jimmy Carter, and senator John McCain. Carl Marx suffered life long with skin problems, particularly boils. 

If a boil, blister, or skin wound happens on outer accessible regions of body, then it is easy to apply bandage or antibiotic ointment (Bacitracin, Boroline, Soframycin). However, some times boils can pop up at very inconvenient places (under arm, inner thighs, etc.) and they can create unbearable pain leading to severe impairment or restricted body movement. If they show up on face – they create embarrassing situations. Often this often happens with facial acne during adolescent growth stage with active hormones. 

Now, internally what to drink or eat? We should try to keep the body in a cool state, in its own natural equilibrium. That means taking good (freshly prepared) food, fresh fruits, juice, yogurt, and buttermilk. Periodically it is advisable to give the skin an oil massage. Often boils happen near the roots of hair; oily skin massage keeps the skin clean, soft, and it helps to retain natural moisture. Avoid as much as possible dry itchy skin situations – this happens in extreme dry hot climate or in cold indoors during winter. 

So, basically we have two or three methods of handling stubborn boils: 1. Take immediate action as soon as it appears. Apply hot pack and massage gently with one of the oils mentioned above. Usually the boil should start improving in appearance. That is, it becomes less red in color and feels a bit soft to the touch. Normally within a few days the skin should return to its normal feel and color. 2. In acute cases we have to resort to minor but very careful local surgery. At this stage one can consult a physician if one can avail easily (within the bounds of cost, accessibility, etc.). Thoroughly clean tools must be used to pin prick the boil. After gentle draining of blood and pus, we have to cover the wound with gauge and keep it dry. In the last stage one can use antibiotic ointment to help in the process of healing. Even a small drop of turmeric mixed mustard oil can seal and heal the broken boil. 3. Applying a poultice is an alternative method to deliberate surgical puncturing. Here we take a warm paste (freshly cooked white rice, wheat flour mixed with castor seed oil) and apply directly to the boil. The poultice is securely fastened to the site with clean leaf (betel leaf, hibiscus, castor seed, banana, etc.) and clean cloth. Usually just one application is enough. Or, one can remove the old bandage and apply a fresh paste after ten or twenty hours.    

According to the Indian Materia Medica  the following help in the management of boils (healing, pressing down, or cracking open): Fig fruit, (country) kanda (Elephant’s Foot Yam, Zamin Kanda/Suran), boiled rice, castor seed, moon plant, fenugreek, thorny amaranthus, onion, tamarind, cilantro (coriander), cumin, clay, gongura, dhaniya, tobacco, sour poyi (Basella alba), drumstick leaves, neem oil, garlic, custard apple, lime, alum, and turmeric. “A stitch in time saves nine” – that proverb holds lot of truth in skin care. Proper nutrition (fruits, buttermilk, vitamin supplements) and a little hygiene do wonders for the skin. Otherwise even a tiny boil can make life unbearable and miserable. This article is no substitute for a doctor’s visit. No AI (Artificial Intelligence) tools were used in writing this article. Copyright 2025 by the author 



Tuesday, March 11, 2025

Boils, Carbuncles, and Furuncles

Boils, Carbuncles, and Furuncles - I

In several previous articles I emphasized the importance of bodily health. Health, as the Telugu adage goes is the “greatest wealth”. Without it a human being is at the mercy of doctors, nurses, family members, and even moneylenders. With good health one can accomplish a lot; more over health is one of the prerequisites for undertaking the arduous spiritual journey or any other serious mundane pursuit. We’ll be able to control and guide gently the mind to pursue any field of enquiry with good physical health. Be it art, singing, science, or advanced technology – we cannot attempt and complete any decent task without a sound body and its close companion “the sharp agile mind”. 

In this post we turn our attention to the skin, the major organ. Like indoor plants the skin needs proper moisture and moderate exposure to sunlight (vitamin D). Indoors, moisture can be controlled with open windows during spring and summer times. Moisture can also be supplemented with room or house (large) humidifiers during the prolonged dry winter months. The elasticity of skin (suppleness) can be maintained with a simple weekly oil bath. Our mothers and grandmothers used to give children oil bath every Sunday. It also included shampooing of hair with soapnut or shika-kayi (Senegalia rugata) powder. In northern India I witnessed oil bath with mustard oil during winters; at the roadside municipal water taps truck drivers used to vigorously rub mustard oil all over the body and stand in the winter sun. Then an invigorating quick cold-water bath would follow. Though a bit irritating to the eyes mustard oil makes skin very smooth. For some reason such oil baths protect the skin from minor cuts, excessive dryness, and even boils. Our skin gets a bit of oily layer due to the hair (follicles) – this happens naturally during sweating. Excessive soap usage disturbs the skin’s natural defenses.

There is quite a bit of rudimentary knowledge about these skin afflictions (boils, carbuncles, and furuncles, సెగగడ్డ, फोड़ा) on the Internet. They talk about injury to the skin, bacterial (Staph) infection, and the formation of subcutaneous boils, etc. But for the afflicted person (the patient), cure and proper management is paramount. And the remedies must be accessible and affordable to all. So, here I review some of the time tested home remedies. In the early stages when the boil is red, pressing the area with a simple hot pack helps a lot. Warm corn (salt, rice) filled cloth bags or microwave heated wet towels can work as efficient hot packs.

Often skin troubles are ignored, mishandled, or over medicated. Ignoring a boil will not help solve the problem. It can grow in size and become painful. Later the subcutaneous infection will collect pus and slowly becomes unbearable and irritating to the touch. In some instances a simple piercing with clean sterilized tool (scalpel, pin) can help to drain the fluid. Rubbing the piercing tool with (isopropyl) alcohol-dipped swab is sufficient; or, the scalpel can be gently heated in a flame to make it sterile. It is advisable to leave the wound open for natural drainage and let the skin heal naturally. Eventually the ruptured local skin will heal fully and the opening gets closed without any bump, discoloration, or scar. Occasionally some boils may leave a darker patch, a little disconcerting cosmetically but harmless. In complicated situations the uninitiated patient may seek the help of a qualified nurse or physician; skin wounds even small ones can sometimes (though rare) lead to major autoimmune disorders – therefore, one should be very careful in dealing with skin.

First let us look at the remedies, i.e., home remedies that have been thoroughly time (hundreds of years in Ayurvedic and herbal medicine) tested. One need not go into the exact scientific mechanism underlying such methods. For the individual all that matters is efficient, cost effective cure. In the Ayurvedic system boils are often associated with “hotness of the body” or some imbalance. Children develop such skin troubles in the tropics during the sweltering hot high humid climate (i.e., summer) months. This imbalance in the body can be corrected with plenty of nutritious fluids like buttermilk, lemon juice, grape juice, or orange juice. Sherbets, particularly with basil seeds also aid in cooling the body. Adults with blood glucose issues have to be careful with store bought juices – it’s because most commercial juices contain excessive sweeteners (ex: corn syrup, sugar, etc.). Better to stick with home made juice, sherbet, or diluted buttermilk. A simple freshly made lemonade from lime (or lemon) juice with a bit of salt and a pinch of sugar is very helpful in controlling summer thirst. Or, coconut water without all the added ingredients like bisulfite is also a nourishing drink with minerals. We can also prepare a very inexpensive mango drink at home; we used to gently burn raw mango over stove (hot coals) and squeeze the pulp into a glass. Diluted with sufficient chilled water it yields a tasty tangy mango drink for summer time. There was a time in India when many grandmothers, aunts, or maidservants used to be repositories of vast herbal and Ayurvedic remedies (medical knowledge). Once our maid suggested a simple trick for the skin problems: Prepare a soup with small red onions (shallots), a bit of jaggery, and a piece of green pepper. The onion soup can work wonders – it will soothe the body, lessen the imbalance, and cool the body. Even raw onion pieces taken with cooked rice or wheat roti have a beneficial effect on the body. Onions, cucumbers, radish, and fresh tomatoes are used as “salad” in North India; particularly chilled freshly cut salads are a routine during summer months in Delhi. Even in the coastal Andhra some wise people used to grow cucumbers (the vine that grows on pergola or on flat horizontal woven nets or trellis) for a respite during the hot summer months. In fact I tasted the English cucumber first in our rich landlord’s garden. We would enjoy freshly plucked cucumbers with salt and red pepper powder, sitting in the cool shade of a gazebo. Nothing like an organically grown cucumber or a vine ripened tomato!

Often skin care is neglected either due to lack of resources or lack of rudimentary knowledge. Simple things like coconut oil, sesame seed oil, olive oil, mustard oil, or ghee (even butter) do wonders for human skin. At least once a week it is worthwhile to massage the whole body with oil and wash it with besan (the soft Bengal gram dal powder). 
 
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