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DOCTOR IN MALAYA (MALAYSIA)
A call came to Dr. Kuppuswamy from Malaya,
soon after the death of his father. He used to have an adventurous
spirit in him. In 1913 he left India in the "S.S. Tara". Kuppuswamy
belonged to an orthodox Brahmin family and was afraid to take
non-vegetarian food in the ship. So he carried with him a
good quantity of sweets which his mother had prepared for
him. When he arrived in Singapore, he was almost half dead!
Dr. Kuppuswamy describes his experiences in
Malaya: "Immediately after disembarking, I went to the residence
of Dr. Iyengar. He gave me a letter of introduction to his
friend, Dr. Harold Parsons, a medical practitioner in Seremban.
When I arrived there, Dr. Parsons introduced me to Mr. A.G.
Robins, the manager of a nearby rubber estate which had its
own hospital. Fortunately for me, Mr. Robins was just in need
of an assistant to work in the Estate Hospital. He was a terrible
man with a violent temper, a giant figure, tall and stout.
He asked me, 'Can you manage a hospital all by yourself?'
I replied 'Yes, I can manage even three hospitals'. I was
appointed at once. I had been told by a local Indian resident
that I ought not to accept, in accordance with their policy,
anything less than a hundred dollars a month. Mr. Robins agreed
to give me one hundred and fifty to start with".
The young doctor worked very hard. Unusual
handicaps began to tell upon him and he felt like resigning
the job after some time, but Mr. Robins would not allow him
to go.
Dr. Kuppuswamy was very kind, sympathetic,
humorous, witty, and sweet-speaking. Hopeless cases came to
him, but success was sure. Everywhere people declared that
he had a special gift from God for the miraculous cures effected
in the patients and acclaimed him as a very kind and sympathetic
doctor with a charming and majestic personality. In serious
cases, he kept vigil all night. In his private practice, Dr.
Kuppuswamy used to attend to the poor and often not charge
them even visiting or consulting fees. Instead he would give
them money for special diet or to cover their own expenses
after discharge from hospital. He gave money like water.
Once a poor man, drenched to the skin, came
to the doctor at night. His wife was in birth pangs. The doctor
went there at once to her aid, and after attending to her,
stayed outside the hut in spite of the heavy rain. Only after
the save delivery of the child did the doctor return home
the next morning.
In spite of his busy life, Dr. Kuppuswamy
served the Sadhus, Sannyasins, and beggars. He attended marriage
functions, parties, and other social gatherings. Once a Sadhu
gave him a book "Jiva Brahma Aikyam" by Sri Swami Satchidananda.
It ignited the dormant spirituality in him. He began to study
the books of Swami Rama Tirtha, Swami Vivekananda, Sankara,
Imitation of Christ, the Bible, and literature of the Theosophical
Society. He was very regular in his daily worship, prayer
and Yoga Asanas. Study of sacred scriptures like the Gita,
the Mahabharata, the Bhagavata, and the Ramayana was done
with great devotion. Sometimes he conducted Nandan Charitam
and sang Bhajans and Kirtans. He practiced Anahat Laya Yoga
and Swara Sadhana.
High-class dress, and collection of curious
and fancy articles of gold, silver, and sandalwood always
attracted the doctor. Sometimes he purchased various kinds
of gold rings and necklaces and wore them all at the same
time. He used to wear ten rings on ten fingers! When he entered
shops, he never wasted his time in selection, haggling, and
bargaining. He gathered all that he saw. He paid the shopkeepers'
bills without scrutiny.
Nothing could tempt the doctor. His heart
was as pure as the Himalayan snow. His immense philanthropy
and spirit of service and renunciation endeared him to all.
People lovingly called him the "Heart of Love".
The rich doctor did not engage a cook permanently.
He was his own cook though he had work that gave him no leisure.
Occasionally he engaged a cook. One such cook of his one day
wanted to have a photograph of himself taken. The doctor took
him with great joy to a first class studio, made the cook
put on his own suit, shoes, and hat and had a photo taken.
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