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06.45 My alarm goes off. No power in the house, but as this is a daily occurrence I’ve got used to walking around in semi dark. The annoying thing this morning is that there is no water. Bugger. Oh well I’ll have to at least wash my hands with...

Kamla was born in a remote Indian village Where conflicts between Maoists and government are long and lasting Villagers live in fear No basic healthcare, bad transportation, The instability worsens the problems No choices, childbirth is always at...

Bijapur, Chhattisgarh, India There were butterflies everywhere. Buffalos were bathing in the midst of infinite green. As I wandered through rice fields, armies of cows and goats passed by. Rows of women walked elegantly in their colorful saris,...

The supervisor of the Maternity is a Congolese midwife, Fruraha. Even before I met her, I was told that she is very experienced and smart in management; as a doctor I am supposed to give her enough space for her to work. Well, there must be a...

It has been one week since I arrived in the field. Assigned to live in a tukul that is facing the volleyball court, when someone is playing, the door has to be locked otherwise the ball will easily be hit into my room. Tukul is a kind of African hut...