District Hospital Damoh

If you walk down from Ambedkar Chowk, you will find us easily enough. District Hospital Damoh is just one of those old buildings that has been part of the landscape forever. It isn’t much to look at from the outside, just some concrete and a lot of people standing around the entrance. Inside, it is usually a bit of a mess with people looking for different wards and the smell of disinfectant everywhere. We spend our days mostly pointing people in the right direction or trying to find a spare chair for someone. The walls could use a new coat of paint, and the ceiling fans have this rhythmic clicking that you eventually stop hearing after a few hours on shift. It is a busy spot because we are right near the chowk, so there is always noise from the street coming in through the open windows. People come in from all over the district, often looking a bit tired from the travel. We don’t have any fancy receptionists or soft music playing in the background. It is just a practical place where we do what needs doing. Some days the water pressure is low, and some days the electricity cuts out for a bit, but we just carry on. The tea stall right outside the main gate is where most of us head when things get too quiet or too loud. It is just how things go here in Damoh.