स्वात्मन्यारोपिता शेषाभासवस्तुनिरासतः ।
स्वयमेव परंब्रह्म पूर्णमद्वयमक्रियम् ॥
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.
In the realm of health, where truths are sought,
Lies lurking, crafted to mislead and distort.
Fraudulence, like a snake, slithers in shadows,
Shrouding the light, as trust it aims to swallow.
Beware the fraud, the charlatan's embrace,
Whose promises prey on our fears, leaving no trace.
In guise of cures, their potions enticing,
A tapestry woven with deceit, unwavering.
Medicine, a sacred vocation, pure,
Yet clouded by those whose motivations obscure.
Mongering, profiteering, hearts devoid of care,
Exploiting vulnerabilities, a grievous affair.
In this world of excess and overkill,
Investigations falter, truth stands still.
Seeking the answers to heal our pain,
But drowning in the sea of doubt, in vain.
Oh, Doctor Pride, a double-edged sword,
A healer's prestige, a burden to afford.
With knowledge vast, and wisdom to impart,
Hubris clouds the mind, a poison to chart.
Let us rise above the noise and confusion,
To reclaim the sanctity of this noble profession.
Unmask the fraud, expose their wicked game,
Restore faith in healing, redeem its name.
For in our quest for wellness, hearts aflame,
Together we shall navigate this treacherous terrain.
With mindful discernment, trust regained,
A brighter future, where true healing remains.
