Manoj himself was very open and honest about how he can see mental health from three angles, and uses them all in his clinical conversations: as well as being a psychiatrist, he described how he had experience as a patient with a depressive disorder needing medication, and as a carer when his elderly father was dying with dementia. I got the sense that this sort of candour is even more unusual in India than it is in the UK - but what a powerful anti-stigma statement it is.
|This way to the MHAT clinic!|
|The day centre|
|Staff and volunteers - including two friends from Penukonda LLE|
The volunteers proudly showed us the work they were doing it and how they documented it all (in utterly incoimprehensible Malayalam script, plus books of photos and artwork). Perhaps, and most noticeable of all, was the sense of espirit de corps and team cohesion: sadly not always the case in British services. A joyous bunch of mental health workers who clearly really enjoy their work, and are very proud to be doing it.
|The clinic base - and mobile pharmacy - for the forest colony|
|The children wonder who we are...|
|Across the Western Ghats|
|Teaching session in Kozhikode|
And so to bed - before our return to Bengaluru and Sunday afternoon Christmas shopping with Anando's mother (surprising successful and enjoyable for one like me who generally hates shopping!)