Prachi Pratap

Lawyer | TEDx Speaker | Professor of Criminal Law | Social Justice & Rights

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#BREAKING #SupremeCourt takes suo motu cognizance of Twisha Sharma dowry death case.

SC registers suo motu case 'In Re Alleged Institutional Bias and Procedural Discrepencies in the Unnatural Death of Young Woman at Matrimonial Home'.

A bench led by CJI Surya Kant to consider the matter on Monday,

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If Right To Speedy Trial Violated, Bail Must Be Considered Regardless Of Crime's Seriousness: Supreme Court|@mittal_mtn

#SupremeCourt

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दहेज हत्या पर सुप्रीम कोर्ट सख्त

आरोपी पति की जमानत क्यों की कैंसिल, वकील प्राची प्रताप से समझिए

#supremecourt #dowrydeath #justice #legalnews #upnews #biharnews #womenrights #stopdowry #lawandorder #bns2023 #allahabadhighcourt #indianjudiciary

[Dr Sudhir Kumar MD DM @hyderabaddoctor]

The Chocolate Brownie

It had been one of those long, relentless days that doctors know too well.
The morning began with ward rounds, moved quickly into the ICU, and then spilled over into an unusually busy outpatient clinic. Patients had come from far-off towns, many carrying thick files and even heavier worries. Neurological problems are rarely simple and that day, they seemed even more complex than usual.

And yet, there is quiet satisfaction in this chaos. Each diagnosis made, each symptom understood, each patient reassured; it all adds up to something deeply meaningful. A doctor learns to live for those small moments: a nod of relief, a grateful glance, a hesitant smile that slowly returns.

By late afternoon, I felt I had earned a short coffee break.
I walked into the hospital food court, a shared space where doctors, patients, and their families briefly step out of the world of illness. As I waited at the counter, my attention was drawn to a small scene unfolding nearby.
A young boy, still in his school uniform, stood next to an elderly man, his grandfather, I assumed. The boy was pleading for a chocolate brownie.
“Please, Grandpa… just this one,” he said, pointing eagerly.
The price was modest-₹50. But the old man gently explained that he only had ₹20. He tried to persuade the child to choose something else. The boy refused, his voice turning stubborn, eyes fixed on the brownie.
After a few moments, the grandfather quietly bought himself a cup of coffee and walked away to a table.

The boy lingered near the counter, still looking longingly at the tray of brownies.
I caught the eye of the cashier and gestured silently. “Give him one,” I said. “I’ll pay.”
The brownie was handed over. The transformation on the child’s face was instant-pure, unfiltered joy. He clutched it like a treasure and ran to join his grandfather. I didn’t wait for thanks. Some moments are complete in themselves.

I finished my coffee and returned to the OPD, the incident already fading into the blur of a busy day.
The next morning in the ICU, I went to review a young woman Shanti. She had been admitted with a severe condition called Cerebral venous sinus thrombosis. She was deeply unconscious, on a ventilator, her life hanging in a delicate balance.
After examining her, I stepped out to speak with the family. And then I paused.

Standing there was the same elderly man from the food court. He recognized me too, but neither of us mentioned it. Instead, he introduced himself quietly, Shanti’s father-in-law.
In a soft, steady voice, he told me his story. His son (Shanti’s husband) had died just days earlier in a road accident. The loss was sudden and devastating. Shanti, a schoolteacher, had barely begun to cope when this illness struck her down.

Now, he said, it was just him, his unconscious daughter-in-law, and his young grandson.
“I am taking care of the boy,” he added, almost as an afterthought.
I explained Shanti’s condition, the seriousness and the uncertainty. He listened without interruption, absorbing every word with a calm that only deep pain can bring.

The next few days were tense. In critical care, progress is measured in small, fragile steps. A slight movement, a better response (to painful stimuli) or a hopeful clinical sign.
On the fifth day, Shanti began to improve. Gradually, she was weaned off the ventilator. Her eyes opened and she began to respond. A few days later, she was stable enough to be discharged.
The old man folded his hands in gratitude, not just to me, but to the entire team. There were no dramatic words, just a quiet relief that said everything.

A month passed. One afternoon in the OPD, as I was seeing patients, a woman walked in. For a moment, I didn’t recognize her. She was walking on her own. It was Shanti.
Gone was the frailty of the ICU patient. She looked thinner, yes, but alive, alert, and smiling. Behind her stood the same elderly man, his presence as steady as ever.
And then, peeking from behind her, was a familiar little face. The boy. He looked at me, eyes widening in recognition, and suddenly burst out-
“Grandpa! He is the uncle who gave me the chocolate brownie that day… when you said no!”
For a second, there was silence. The old man looked at me, a little embarrassed, and murmured an apology on the child’s behalf.
I smiled. “There’s nothing to be sorry about,” I said. “That smile was worth far more than a brownie.”

As they left the room, a small family, bound by loss but held together by resilience, I found myself pausing for a moment.
In medicine, we often talk about saving lives. But sometimes, the smallest acts such as a gesture, a kindness or a moment of connection, remind us why we do what we do.

That day, in the middle of a crowded hospital, a chocolate brownie had quietly become part of a much larger story.
And being a doctor felt, once again, profoundly worthwhile.

Dr Sudhir Kumar @hyderabaddoctor

(Note: Name has been changed to protect privacy. Pic is AI-generated.)

[Prachi Pratap @prachipratap]

@whattalawyer Truly agree with this and not just district courts.

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A List Of Underrated Art Forms

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April is the cruelest month , wrote Eliot.
Yet Delhi has found it to be benevolent thus far, almost like start of autumn …

#delhirain

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@DHLexpress worst service. They can’t update phone number so not OtP can be received and my shipment stuck for 4 weeks for which I paid USD 300 shipping.

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Mindset is the problem for tech misuse #grok #

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Are Women being deplatformed? Trolling,doxxing,digital violence is real

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Laws for Working from Home - Right to disconnect by Prachi Pratap https://t.co/RKetolboiq via @YouTube #righttodisconnectbill

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Social Media:Greatest Addiction of the 21st Century | Ms.Prachi Pratap |... https://t.co/7qRHrBLxCJ via @YouTube

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@"When Your Property is Sold Without Your Knowledge: A wake-up call for NRIs "https://t.co/VC9K9ZkTE7 on ⁦@LinkedIn⁩

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#dowrydeath

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Defence Minsiter Rajnath Singh ji at #ETWLF2025 spoke on importance of defence expenditure as development expenditure

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At Economic Times World LeadersForum
Federico J. Gonzalez, Executive Vice Chairman, Radisson Hotel Group spoke on "Running a Global Business in Times of Uncertainty"

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Now even judiciary is affected #bombayrains #MumbaiRain

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Toxic workplace is damaging careers but most importantly individual’s dignity and mental health